Title:           > 7am > alarm rings > fuckmylife.jpg > just 5 more min > 5 min pass, alarm r
Author:          Anonymous
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First Edit:      Sunday 13th of December 2015 12:01:15 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Sunday 13th of December 2015 12:01:15 PM CDT

> 7am
> alarm rings
> fuckmylife.jpg
> just 5 more min
> 5 min pass, alarm rings again
> should you sleep in, or go to school
> its the first day
> screw it, you’re getting up
> you get out of bed and head downstairs
> you open the fridge, and see how little food is left inside
> enough cereal for one day
> you eat it, and finish the rest of your morning routine
> you put on your jacket, boots, and head out the door
> “it’ll be great”, you tell yourself
> “first day of school will go just fine”
> you head off to the bus stop
> two turns right, one turn left, 5 turns right, just like you practiced
> “everything will be ok,” you tell yourself
> after all, you can’t be the only new student this year
> 5 min pass, and you are lost
> shit, where are you?
> you aren’t used to these new streets
> you look around, and see a pink girl across the street wearing a CHS backpack… skipping?
> you should ask her where you are
> you cross the street, thinking of what to say without sounding like the “new kid”
> distracted, a car suddenly turns out of nowhere and is coming towards you
> it stops right before it hits you, and honks loudly before driving away
> pink girl turns around, and sees you
> she rushes towards you
> PP: “oh my god, are you ok?”
“yeah, I’m fine, it didn’t hit me” you say, as you get out of the way, and walk onto the sidewalk
“hey, do you by any chance happen to know where the CHS bus stop is?”
> PP: “ooooh, so you’re the new kid!”
> smooth, anon. almost get hit by a car, and you’re the “new kid”
“sure, I guess”
> PP: “follow me, I’m going there anyways” she says with a huge smile
> you obey
> still disoriented from the car incident, you remain silent.
> PP: “soooo... what’s your name?”
“Anon. I’m from the city, I just moved here this summer”
> PP: “oh, that sounds fun! My name is Pinkie Pie”
“Thanks for helping me out by the way”
> PP: “oh, no problem! If you want, I can show you around the school”
“that sounds great”
> you walk for just a small bit, but you mostly remain quiet and keep to yourself
> PP: “we’re here!”
“awesome”
> you take a look at the street names so you don’t forget where the bus stop is
> then you have a look around the bus stop
> there are a few other students standing there, two girls and one guy
> one of the girls has long, wavy pink hair and is standing a good distance away from the others
> the other girl has some crazy blue hair with highlights
> the one with blue hair has headphones on, and is banging her head to the music
> the music is so loud that you can hear some of it from a distance
> the only other guy at the stop has green hair, is wearing a beanie hat, and looks at least twice your size
> PP: “hey fluttershy!”
> she runs over to the pink-haired girl, and you decide to follow
> PP: “this is the new kid that everyone’s talking about!”
> the big guy hears this and turns his head towards you briefly
> FS: “Uh… hi...” she says as she looks down and brushes her elbow
“hey, I’m anon, I moved here over the summer”
> FS: ”I’m….. fluttershy” she whispers
> you would have asked again for her name, but you heard pinkie say it earlier
> you don’t know what to say so all of you stand awkwardly for about 10 seconds
> then the bus comes
> saved.jpg
> you get on last, right after pinkie pie
> she grabs an empty seat somewhere in the middle of the bus
> she smiles and motions you to sit down next to her
> she seems cool
> crazy, but cool
> you have a seat, and the bus starts to move
> PP: “So why did you move here?”
“My old school shut down, and moving here was the cheapest option”
> PP: “Shut down? Wow, what happened?”
“I’m not really sure, they didn’t say.”
“It was a very small school, maybe they ran out of money or something”
> PP: “I didn’t hear anything about other new kids, are you the only one who moved?”
“There really weren't a lot of people, and I guess most of them moved to some other schools nearby”
“I also have some relatives nearby, so that was one of the reasons why I moved here instead of somewhere else”
> PP: “Okey doke” she says as if she wasn’t listening, and pull out a cupcake out of her backpack
> PP: “Cupcake?”
“no thanks”
> the bus stops
> that wasn’t very far at all
> you get off the bus right after pinkie
> PP: “W-welcome to canterlot high!” she says with a high level of enthusiasm
> the school looks amazing
> it looks like a caste, really
> and it’s much bigger that your old school, even though that was in the city…
> it must be the only school around here
> there are people everywhere, sitting near the statue at the school, standing by the doors, or just walking to the school itself
“jesus christ”
> pinkie just smiles
> PP: “Well, time to show you around!”
> you follow pinkie as she begins to walk towards the entrance to the school
> you enter the school
> PP: “A-are you ready?” pinkie says as she takes a deep breath in
“ready for wha-”
> PP: “Welcometothepinkiepietouroftheschoolyay!ifyouhaveanyquestionspleasetellmelater...”
> your mouth drops
> what was that, like 300 words a minute?
> you walk with her for a bit as she gestures and explains where all the classrooms are
> however, she was talking so fast that you didn’t understand most of it
> PP: “andherewehavethecomputerroomooh!thisonerighthereleadstothecafeteria”
> finally she stops talking
> instead, she just looks at you with a giant smile
“uh… where’s the principal’s office?”
> PP: “r-right down there!”
> she points to a door down the hall
> the bell rings
> PP: “Well, I gotta run, catch ya later anon!”
“see ya”
> you begin to make your way to the office
> it isn’t easy, but you try to weave your way through the crowd
> at last, you arrive
> you knock on the door
> “come in,” you hear
> you obey
> a woman with various tones of light-coloured hair and a light brown jacket is sitting at a desk in front of you
> you see a little sign saying “PRINCIPAL CELESTIA”
> PC: “How may I help you?”
“Hey, my name is anon, I’m new to the school”
> PC: “Of course. So what is your full name?” she says as she looks through her computer
> you give her your full name, as well as some other information that she asks for
> PC: “Alright, you’re all signed in!”
> she gently smiles
> PC: “Welcome to Canterlot High,” she says as she passes you a yellow folder
> PC: “In here is your timetable as well as guidelines and the rules of our school”
> you open it up and list through all the pages
> there aren’t many, and most of the rules look like common sense
“alright, thanks”
> PC: “My pleasure. It’s almost time for second period, you should get going”
> you look at your timetable
> physics
“Do you know where the physics classroom is?”
> PC: “Right down the hall, second door to your left”
“thanks.”
> PC: “If you have any questions, concerns, or anything else, please let me or Vice Principal Luna know.”
“great, thank you for your help,” you say as you head for the door
> the bell rings, it must be time for second
> you remember what principal celestia told you
> “down the hall, second door to your left”
> you approach the door she told you about
> “PHYSICS - ROOM 12”
> yep, this is it
> you take a step into the classroom, and you are a bit nervous
> PrD: “Ah, this right here is the new student I was telling you all about!”
“Uh….”
> PrD: “Come have a seat, Anonymous, is it?”
“Yeah”
> you look around for a seat available, and you find only one, right in the middle of the class
> you sit down right next to a girl eating a muffin
> PrD: “Well, Anonymous, my name is Discord, but I do rather prefer it if you just call me Professor D”
> PrD: “I was just in the middle of telling the class how lovely it is to see a new face for once”
> you sit silently
> PrD: “Well, I suppose now that we’re all here, we may at last begin our little lesson...”
> you look around the class
> you don’t recognize anyone, except for the blue-haired chick from the bus stop and fluttershy
> fluttershy is sitting a bit closer to the front, while the blue-haired girl is sitting somewhere in the back
> she has earbuds in, and you can hear the music from your seat
> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D03xx-WiPkU
> the professor seems to notice it as well
> PrD: “Miss Scratch, is it?”
> she’s wearing purple glasses, and you doubt she heard anything
> the professor walks over to her
> PrD: “Ooh! I can hear it better now. Very nice, I like the rythm.”
> blue-haired girls doesn’t seem to notice
> PrD: “Now, why don’t we put on some of my music?” he says with a devilish smile
> in one swift motion, he pulls out the earbuds from vinyl’s phone, takes out his, plugins it in, and skips to the middle of his song
> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pZ-dv_Wl7og
> it’s even louder than the blue-haired girl’s music
> the guitar riffs and violent drums all come together in a mish-mash of sounds
> you don’t understand how this in any way resembles music, to you it’s just plain noise
> the girl is in complete shock, and immediately pulls out the earbuds and looks at the professor
> he turns the music off, and gives her back her earbuds
> PrD: “Not in my class, miss Scratch”
“what the hell...” you mutter
> your teacher is a psychopath
> yay.gif
> PrD: “As I was saying when I was rather rudely interupted...”
> he goes on to teach the rest of the lesson