//------------------------------//
// Caught by your past. 
// Story: Wonderchild 
// by Outlaw 
//------------------------------//

Caught by your past.

At the time, I wasn't really sure if I was lucky or unlucky. I mean, how do you react when a whole bunch of cute girls come up and asks you if you would like to eat lunch with them on your very first day? I did of course say yes, I mean any guy would say yes if he was in my shoes but once I was in that cafeteria, they started asking some serious questions. It turned into less of a welcome and more of an interrigation.

"So ya came here after ya quit a school in Manhattan?" The blond country-girl, named Apple Jack, asked me as we all took a seat. "What made ya drop out?"

"Was it mean bullies? Or maybe bad teachers? Oh, oh, or possibly a gigantic monster that you foresaw in your dreams and now you are currently on a run from it?" 
I really need to know what the hell that Pinkie Pie girl is smoking. Ever since she had opened her mouth, it had been nothing but massive amounts of randomness from her. Luckily enough, the rainbow-haired girl called Rainbow Dash slapped Pinkie lightly on the back of her head, to get her to shut up and listen for a second.
"You'll have to forgive her, she can be pretty out there at times." The fire-haired girl called Sunset Shimmer apologised for her friends weird behaviour, not that I really minded it. 
"But I am actually a bit curious, why did you transfer her so late as the last year."
"Well to be honest, I just had nobody there who could keep up with my visions." I shrugged as I took a bite from the sandwich I bought from that old lunch-lady.
"They just didn't want it bad enough."

For some reason, the girls gave eachother looks of uncertainty. Like they were debating on if I was going to be too much trouble for them.
I decided to change the subject so that they could get a glimpse of my better traits.
"So what is there to do here in Canterlot High? Instead of hanging out with your friends and all that."

"Well we do have sport-clubs, like soccer or track-team. There is also science-clubs, book-clubs and I also think that there was a gaming-club around for a short time. They had to cancel it though, for a lack of members." Rarity replied, confirming my suspicion that this was just another normal school.
I knew that this school did look simple on the outside, with generic people and massive cafeterias, but when these are all the clubs you can find in a school then you really are stuck in a normal life. 
Not that I was complaining, the atmosphere did give off a very balanced wibe, but if things stay normal for a long time then I would usually get pretty damn bored.

"Oh, then there's the music-room." Rainbow Dash's little notification got me interested again, music was certainly my big call in life and pretty much one of my talents. 
"But we tend to use it when we practice, it's usually only used by The Rainbooms and Flash Sentry's band."

Wait what..? Flash Sentry..? Every piece of excitement on my face was gone, I had no idea that Flash actually attended this school. This was certainly big news for me.

"Are you okay?" I could hear Sunset Shimmer ask me in a worried voice, I tried to scuffle together enough happiness and cracked my best smile.
"Yeah...I'm fine...why do you ask?" I tried to sound like I had practiced to do, but all that came out was my own original voice, the girls had not been fooled by my fake smile either. 
"Well, your face is getting kind of pale, is something the matter?" Rarity asked me in the same tone as Sunset.
"It's nothing, let's go check out the music-room." Before they could even react, I stood up and headed for the trash-can. They followed suit, a bit worried about me but it was not time for that. 
If Flash really was here, then I would need to find him before he heard about me.
I led the group of girls down the hallway, letting my instinct lead me to the music-room. As I walked down the hallway, I kept my eyes on track, searching to see if the other two was here aswell. Luckily enough, I didn't see them before I reached a set of two side-doors. When I opened the door, I was greeted by a massive set of instruments. A set of guitars, lots of drums piled up in a corner by the piano and a lot more.

"Not bad, seems like it got what it needs for each genre." I was quite impressed, for a school who looked so mediocre, they sure had what a passionate student would need to pursue their dreams.

"Yes, do you like music?" The purple-skinned girl named Twilight asked me, as she passed me by.

"One of the few things I do enjoy in life." I had dropped my facade, they knew I was bluffing with the "Good guy" schtick.

"Really? What are you, some kind of Edgelord?" Rainbow Dash said in a friendly mocking tone, I could tell that she enjoys a challenge and was checking my competitive spirit. Something that I lost a long time ago, so I just sat down and began to play the piano as a form of demonstration. As I lost myself in the music, I started to fade back into a memory that I wanted to forget all about.

"So what was those things you told me? Just an act? A LIE?!!" She cried out, anger and sorrow mixed in with desperation.
Yet all I could feel was disgust, anger, hatred. Not towards her, but to myself. I had caused this and if she really wanted to gain my trust and attention, she would understand and come back. The only problem was that she would need to hate me, to want to destroy me the way I needed to destroy her. 
I sighed, cold-blooded and watched her white skin, tears dripping down her face and her brown long hair distorted.
"No, but if you really think that I could love such a pathetic woman, a woman who can't do anything on her own, a woman who needs a man to give her advice and lead her through life, then maybe I should just lead you off a cliff." The words I uttered were forced and painful, I knew that she was breaking down for each word I spat in her face, but I had to. "I could never love such a pathetic excuse of a musician."

When I came back, I noticed that I had apparently impressed them so much that I had played through an entire song, aswell as let some tears run down my face. I turned around to face a mixed response of amazed and worry. I had a feeling that they were amazed by my preformance and how skilled I actually was, but the tears was what worried them. I simply wiped away my tears and rose from the chair. I knew that if I stayed long enough, the wrong person could come walking through that door. But before I could escape, I was stopped by an arm from Sunset. At first I could see that she was determined, but then her expression changed from determined, to an expression of fear. Like she had seen something that she was never supposed to see, something that could have cracked her sanity. 

"Alright guys, let's get some practice done before the Rainbooms take...over..." An all too familiar voice trailed off behind me. I knew the owner of that voice, only one person sounded so hopefully pathetic and competitive.
I turned around and faced a boy with blue hair and a light-yellow skin, wearing a leather-jacket and carrying a guitar-case. I knew that guy all too well, it was my old friend Flash Sentry.

"Hey Flash." I exclaimed as I looked at his dumbfounded face, he clearly didn't expect me to show up in his life again, not that I would blame him. 
"Hey Wolf." His words were empty and filled with emotions at the same time, something I never expected to hear in my life. Something that absurd could probably only happen if that person erased you from his mind, but still holding extreme gratitude. That idiot had always been hard to read. 

As on que, he extended a hand towards me with a determined smile. Not as a friendly handshake that we did back in the day, as a form of greeting to a new friend. Perhaps he was telling me that he didn't host any hatred towards me, that he was ready to meet me as a new friend? 
But as to shatter that thought, it turned to a fist going straight for my gut. Hitting me right in my solar plexus, I spat out in chock and pain. 
His friends and the Rainbooms behind me shared a reaction of chock, with the Rainbooms coming to my side and his two band-members wondering if they should hold 

"Hey! Why did you just punch him from out of nowhere?" Twilight exclaimed in a mix of anger and confusion, stepping infront of me.

"That son of a bitch had it coming." He said, spitting those words out of spite. "You have no idea what he has put me and the others through..." I could feel his icy glare stare down on me, hatred and anger was swelling up in him. Not that I blamed him. 

"It's alright...I deserved it...like he said..." I said as I caught my breath, using Applejack to stand up.
Then I walked up to face him, not showing any signs of giving in. Then he broke into a smile again and put his hand on my shoulder. 
"You really haven't changed dumbass." He chuckled lightly, confusing the room even further, to the point where they just stared at him. "It's good to see you again pal."
"Same Flash." I returned a more real smile to him, I knew that he lied to my face when he called me pal, but it was good enough to solve the problem for now. But I knew that I had to figure something out. "Does the girls go here aswell?"

This caused him to drop his smile and even look down on the ground. 
"They do, you want me to tell them or do you want a black eye to go with that slight loss of blood?" It was a nervous chuckle, my guess was that he was mixing a joke with the truth in this situation. A part of me told me that I needed to be the one to present myself to avoid hurting them further, but another part of me told me that I would probably not make it in time until they would know about me being here. 

"I think I'll still need to recover from that punch, you've got a killer-righthook man." I could see that Flash was not satisfied with my answer, but he nodded to show that he understood my reason.

"Alright, I've got you covered." He simply let me off by stepping aside. But as I was about to pass him, he once again put his hand on my shoulder in a tight grip. I almost thought that he was going for another one but when I saw his face, I noticed that it was a competitive grin instead of anger. "But first, I'll need to see if you've still got it."

I knew where he was going with this, he wanted another shot at my title, it was a thing that we used to do in the past. He would challenge me to a guitar-battle on the stage. He was nowhere close to beat me as he was now, but something inside me couldn't help but to accept. So I nodded and responded with:
"Well, that sure would get their attention. That and I also need to see if you have actually improved since our last bout."
As I figured, that triggered the spark in his eyes, he wasn't going to take that lying down.
"Oh it is on, saturday next week then?"

"Better bring your A-game, your usual game will not be enough for a round with me." I knew exactly how to push his buttons, but I had to add as an extra spice to the challenge against him. "Or the like the latest show I saw you preform."
As I suspected, this switched his competitive spirit into second gear, this was no longer just a battle between friends.
This was a personal battle that reached beyond friendship and into hatred and spite, he would make sure to bring his best.
Before he could respond, I left the room and started walking towards my new classroom. Suddenly, my life reached into an abnormal state again. Seems like normal is a word I can never relate to.