No time - someone is entering the arena

"I really don't think Team RWBY would appreciate us walking in," came Ren's voice.

"Oh, come on," replied Nora's voice. "JNPY vs RWBY will be the match-up of the century!"

"I don't think you're understanding my point."

Everyone looked up, eyes wide. They shared a single look, then took off running to the locker room. Yang pulled the door gently closed behind them, and everyone retreated to their lockers. She stood guard, watching in case either Nora or Pyrrha decided to enter. Blake and Weiss, meanwhile, checked their lockers.

"Anything?" Ruby asked, holding her cloak closed. She shifted from one foot to the next, uncomfortable with the breeze reminding her how obvious her undergarments would be.

"No," Weiss said with a groan. "We emptied all our spares for laundry last week."

"That's what we get for putting off bringing them back," Black said. She sat down and crossed her arms to cover her breasts.

"Maybe we can check someone else's locker," Ruby proposed.

"We don't have their pass codes," Blake said.

"Then we can bust them open!"

"Goodwitch will find out," Weiss said, raising a finger. She raised a second. "And there's no way we'll be able to hide the noise. That'll make it easier for everyone to see us." She glanced down at her training bra with insecurity.

"Then what?"

"One of us has to go," Yang said. "Just one. That's easier to hide. She'll get our clothes and bring them back."

Blaked nodded in agreement. "Then the rest of us have to just hide out and pray no one comes in."

"Okay, but who?"

"Someone who's fast," Blake said. "And has more cover than the rest of us."

"Like a certain fearless leader," Weiss said.

All eyes turned to Ruby. She looked around, **** for a way out.