...But Knew It Was Impossible
If you could sum me up in one word it would be...average.
I’m an average high-school student. I live in a suburban house with my mom, dad, sister, and dog. I make average grades, I have average friends, and I even have average opinions.
However make no mistake, I am not complaining about my average life. I am perfectly happy living like this.
My mom, Rose Interest, works a stressful accounting job but somehow always manages to ask how I am and keep up with my daily life. She even makes cookies when I am feeling down, and if you have never tried one of my mom’s cookies than you simply have not lived.
My dad, Valiant Shield, is a police officer so the days keep him busy, but he always manages to make time to hang out with me and even come to some of my baseball games (I hit perfectly average, in case you were wondering). Sometimes he even blares his siren when he lets me ride around with him.
My little sister, Crystal Tone, is still in middle-school, but she always take a fascination with what I am doing. It’s like she idolizes me, always following me around, always wanting me to play with her, always wanting me to listen to her songs, and always trying to be the best little sister she can be. She even followed me to school once because she couldn’t stand the thought of me not being around.
My friends Calc Theory and Atom Smasher are cool guys. You know that stereotypical nerd trio you see in high-school shows and movies, yep that’s pretty much us. Atom’s on the football team though solely due to his massive size, he’s actually a big softie at heart.
We all attend Canterlot High, a decidedly average school.
Or at least, I it was average, until a certain someone showed up.
At first Sunset Shimmer was like very other alpha queen of high-school. She took what she wanted and tore down anyone who got in her way. Rarity, a fellow student, can attest to that after what Sunset did to her during the annual Spring Fling. Uggghhh, I still have nightmares sometimes. Anyway even though she shook things up, she never had to bother with an average guy like me so I stayed off of her radar as much as a possibly could.
And then it happened. Something so profoundly insane that even now I wonder if I am still just dreaming. Sunset turned into a demon. No not metaphorically, she literally turned into a large, winged, evil, scary, fire-throwing demon. And then six magical pony girls stopped her. No, no I am not on drugs.
And it didn’t even stop there. After that we faced mind-controlling dancers who could only be defeated by the power of music, and then a nerdy, introverted doormat who herself turned into a demon and then was defeated by Sunset who turned into some kind of unicorn angel.
It was throughout this absolutely insane turn of events that I realized something, being average sucks. I was perfectly fine fitting into my little average hole, going through my average life, marrying an average woman, and then having 2.5 kids and a dog in a nice average house in the suburbs.
Now...now I know there’s more that’s out there. I know magic exists. How could I possibly go back to an average life after that? I was like my life was now this grey monotony I lived day in and day out with no end.
But at the center of it all...was her.
She stood amongst it all like a blazing, burning light of beauty and soul, coloring in the greys that filled my world.
And I fell in love.
I mean, how could you not? Here was a girl that was most definitely not average. She was from an entirely different dimension, she wielded forces beyond our comprehension, and most of all she dragged herself up from the deepest of despair and forged herself anew through friendship and sheer willpower.
Gone was the Sunset Shimmer who tormented and terrorized the entirety of Canterlot High for her own selfish goals; now was the Sunset Shimmer who was loved by all and a savior of the entire world. She boldly stood with her head held high every day as if saying, “My past is not today.”
Everything about her was admirable. Her character, her smarts, her looks, and her smile.
God her smile.
I could look at it everyday for hours on end. A single expression that conveys not only resolve and determination, but also kindness and compassion. She wears it often now. Always laughing with her friends, always sharing a smile with those who need it most, her smile brings the whole world a kind of light that is reserved only for fairy tales.
I wish I could tell her all these things. I wish one day when I pass her in the hall or see her out with her friends I could declare how I truly feel about her, but then I look at her, and then I look at me.
She will always hold a special place in my heart for the rest of my life. I will always love how she taught me that no matter how far you have fallen you can always rise back up, how you should never settle for what life is now, but constantly move forward and create your own future and the life you want. I will always love the joy and laughter she brings to the halls she once filled with sorrow and suffering. I will always love her fiery determination and her resolute nature.
I will always love her smile which brought light to many of my dark days.
I will always love her.
But...I can never be with someone like her. Someone who’s very existence is itself a thing of wonder.
After all I am only...average.