This is just going fantastic. Due to mom's little display, everypony, fillies and colts alike, is laughing at me and calling me a mama's colt.
And to make things even better, my old middle school bullies, Dumb-bell, Hoops, and Score, walk up laughing at me.
"Haha! Hey there, Boo Breeze."
"What do you jerks want?"
"We just wanted to say hi to our favorite mama's colt."
"Yeah, does she also tuck you in at night and tell you a bed time story?" Hoops says.
I just roll my eyes and walk through them, completely ignoring their taunts.
"Hold on!" Dumb-bell shouts. He grabs me by the tail and turns me to face them again. "Where you goin', mama's colt?"
Just then, a tan pegasus colt with a royal blue mane and tail and a cutie mark of a wavey blue arrow hits him in the side of his head when he isn't looking.
Dumb-bell rubs his head as he lays on the ground and his two cronies watch. He gets up and glares at the colt. "What the hay is your deal?!"
"My deal? What's your deal?! Three against one isn't a very fair fight." he says. He pushes his head and against Dumb-bell's. "How about you try taking the both of us?"
Dumb-bell huffs as he turns to walk away from us. "Whatever. You two losers aren't worth the hassle Let's go, guys.."
"I said let's go!"
They look at each other before listening to his demand.
I turn to look at the colt and smile. "Hey, thanks for the help, man."
He looks at me. "Sure thing, bro. It was no problem. I can't stand bullies who gang up on other ponies. Besides, you've got a nice mom, that's no reason to get bullied."
"So, what's your name?"
"The name's Zephyr Verve." he extends his hoof to me.
I pound his hoof with my own. "And I'm Blue Breeze."
"Well, it's good to meet ya."
"Same to you."
Now a moment for the awkward silence. We both just stand there as we try to break the ice as new friends.
"So, who's your first period?" I ask.
"Oh, I've got Mr. Long Beard's history class."
"Sweet. That's my first class too."
"All students, meet in the auditorium in five minutes!" a pony up at the front door calls out.
The crowd of school ponies start piling through the doors and halls, all trying to reach the auditorium. As we all walk, I look through the school. Everything in it is so plain. Just white hallways with doors on each wall and a few posters or trophy cases thrown sbout to make it look less boring. It's not working.
Staff and students go into the auditorium as a very large pegasus stallion with... webbed wings, a black and white mane, suit, and coat, and a pair of glasses stands by the door.
Webbed wings? Just what they hay is this guy? As I look at him, he looks back. Dang it! We made eye contact. He smiles at me, sending a shiver down my spine.
"You all right, Bluey?" Zehyr asks me.
Bluey? "Yeah, just... I don't feel right about that one guy watching the door."
"I know what you mean. He does seem pretty scary. What kind of pony has webbed wings anyway?"
"How am I supposed to know? Forget it. Let's just take our seats and forget about it."
He looks at me suspiciously. "Alright, if you say so."
We walk up a flight of stairs up a big, bleacher-like stair case. We walk until we're about half way up and take some seats together.
Everypony in the auditorium continues to talk to each other as the pony that was watching the door walks up on a stage and taps a microphone.
Everypony ignores him as they continue talking. Heh, teenagers. He clears his throat into the mic. Still no response.
He gets an angry look on his face. "SHUT UP!" he shouts, getting everypony's attention and possibly breaking a few windows.
"Good. Now that I have your attention, we may begin properly. Welcome all you freshmen to Cloudsdale High School. I'm Silent Charger, and I shall be your principal throughout your time here."
As Mr. Charge continues to talk, I hear a bit of snickering from my upper-left. I look over to see a purple pegasus colt with a blonde mane and tail and a cutie mark of a purple comet snickering while holding a pie in his hooves.
"Oh no." I whisper.
"What's the problem, Blue?" Zeph asks me. I point at the colt. "He's a dead man."
"This is going to be great." the colt laughs to himself. He starts to take aim with the pie, sticking his tongue out and closing his left eye. "Locked on target."
He throws the pie straight towards Mr. Charge. "Now to go over our school ru-" he is cut off as the pie hits his face and splatters all over him.
Everypony in the room gasps as the purple pegasus laughs at loud."Hahahaha! That was awesome!"
Mr. Charge wipes the pie cream from his face as he glares at him. "So, you like throwing pies, do you?"
"You bet!" the colt answers, still laughing.
"I like throwing stuff too. You wanna know what?"
"TEXTBOOKS!" he grabs a large textbook out of nowhere as he throws it at the colt with blinding speed.
The book hits him square in the face as he falls backwards. He gets up, rubbing the red mark on his face. What the buck was that?! You threw a textbook at me?!"
"Yes, I did. Problem?"
"Yeah, that's just stupid! What kind of principal does that?!"
Mr. Charge's ear twitches as he hears this. "Why don't you come down here on stage, son?"
The colt sudenly looks worried at him asking that. "Um, I think I'd rather not."
"Please, it'll just be a moment."
He gulps as he does as instructed. He slowly walks down the steps and up onto the stage area.
Mr. Charge puts a microphone infront of his face. "Now, what's your name?"
"Um, I'm Purple Blaze." he answers nervously.
"Purple Blaze, huh?" Mr. charge quickly grabs the colt by the back of his neck and throws him through the stage floor. Everypony looks down at him in fear. "Now, as I was saying. The rules are as follows: don't talk when a teacher, especially me, is talking, don't disrespect anypony, especially me, and NEVER insult me or my textbooks!"
Blaze groans underneath the broken stage in pain. Mr. Charge leans down and grabs him out of the newly created hole. "Let Mr. Blaze here be an example to you all!"
Blaze mouths the words 'help me' as he looks at us all in terror.
If it wasn't for the fact I didn't wanna make a mess on the floor, I probably would've wet myself in fear right there. Looking around, you can see many students had already done that. Oh, that's just lovely.
Mr. Charge sniffs the air. "I think you all got the message. Assembly dismissed. You may all go to your first period classes."
Everypony gets up and starts flying down rather than walking. No one wanted to step in the puddles.
A janitor pony walks out as he looks at the broken stage and wet bleachers. "*sigh* This is going to be another long year."
Author's Note OC's a plenty in this fic! You can expect way more in the future. Zephyr goes to Zephyr, Purple Blaze goes to Purple Blaze, and Silent Charger goes to Setlet a.k.a. Silent Charger.