The Flame of My Darkness
IV
Green Flame
The bells that are scattered through the school's long hallways start ringing obnoxiously, a sound everyone hates and will love to destroy it for good. It is more annoying on my ears than anything else, leaving a slight discomfort in after the annoying chimes have ceased. I'm already sitting within the back of the classroom to avoid the traffic out in the halls that are equivalent to the Neighdian highways, which can arguably only be described are the most chaotic thing to occur since Discord .
My class enters though the small and narrow door as if a dam has broken, jumping and screaming as if the world about to end. They're like that a lot which gets frustrating when I am trying to work, but over time I have gotten use to it and it isn't that bad now. However it usually just slows down the whole education process which can be tad worrying, not for me but for them who take their school life with little seriousness. Wow, I just realize how much of a teach I sound like.
I watch silently as everypony enters, luckily no eyes are lurking within my general area which eases me slightly. Our class is surprisingly small, most having their own desk which are designed for two. I place my head against my desk as I start playing with my square and pink rubber with boredom. Then out of the blue, a paper ball hits me in the head lightly before bouncing onto the floor. I turn my head to see who has thrown it as I let me misaligned eyes scan the room, then I notice a group of three colts at the top of the room celebrating as one of them points to me. I let out a soft groan before laying my head back onto the table, annoyed at the fact that I have turned into their target practice and have yet to do anything about it.
Minutes later, the class grows quiet until only a pair of hoof steps can be heard coming from the front of the class room. Mr. Fields, our class' teacher who specializes in science, maths and magical studies, and is possibly my favourite teacher in this entire school. If there is one thing I like about him is that he is considerate, the one thing that ponies seem to lack these days as well as kindness. He has a navy blue coat and a black mane which makes a interesting combination, and has a cutiemark of some sort of staff that looks more like a branch with a gemstone hovering in between the split of the wood.
"Before we begin today's lesson let me first take the register." He states, his voice filled with excitement. Though it is within his nature to be quite happy, he just seems to be too happy. "Common Clocks?" He calls.
"Here."
As soon as he calls the first name I let my melancholy drown out their voices so it is only me and the silence left. My thoughts keep drifting to that name: Klutz. Even though I keep telling myself it is just nothing and that I should just let it go and carry on like nothing, I can't. They say that I am weak because I can't handle a little bit of name calling, but lets see them handle years of torment and survive for as long as I have
"Derpy Hooves?" I hear Mr Flanders call.
"Here sir," I reply weakly.
"More like Klutzy Hooves," I hear from the filly in front of me.
There it is, that dumb name that I despise with my life, constantly popping up out of no where to ruin my day.#
"Before I start to close, I want to introduce a new member of our class."
My head launches up from its uninterested state, and upright and surprised. The other students seem to show the same interest with me as they start to whisper between each other, questioning who it can possibly be. And when the suspense is too much, the mystery is solved when a mare enters the classroom which gains a few gasps from a few colts. My jaw unhinges as I stare at her, her coat is a glowing and bright green, and her mane is shining red that hugs against the back of her neck before curling at her shoulders. The mare's sparkling green eyes are just as mesmerizing, and her green seems to radiate confidence.
"Hello! My name is Green Flame." She says, her voice like silk but as strong as her posture.
"Green Flame would you like to have a seat and then we can begin with our lesson." Mr Field asks.
Her smile when she nodded makes her look cute and seems to be infectious. Wait what? As I'm broken from my stupor, I notice colts in the room signalling to the mare to get her to take her place next to her, but all invitations are declined. I jump slightly as I find Green Flame standing next to my desk, still having that confident smile of hers. Before she can have a clear view of my eyes, I quickly turn away so she can't see my blasted eyes.
"Can I sit here?" She asks happily.
Unable to speak my answer, I nod my head in affirmative. Green Flame takes her place next to me and sets her books on, what is now, our desk. I shuffle around on my seat, uncomfortable with the close proximity of the mare which is right next to me, as I try to keep me eyes away from her gaze so she can't see who I am.
"What's your name?" she asks chirpily.
I hesitate in answering the question but I reluctantly give in to her questioning. "D-Derpy Hooves," I reply nervously.
"Well Derpy, it is nice to meet you."
"N-nice to meet you, t-too."