CHS: Revelations of Innocence
“Now I am sure you are all wondering why I called for an assembly first thing in the morning following the holidays.”
The students of CHS were all crammed into the gymnasium, watching disinterested as Principal Celestia and Vice Principal Luna stood on stage. Any student that looked hard enough could tell that something was wrong with the two sisters. Their posture was slumped, their appearance haggard and worn. Instead the students were too busy glaring at one another.
Celestia stood up on the stage. The christmas break had not been a pleasant one for her and her sister. After the disastrous meeting at Twilight Velvet’s house where the two had been blasted for both losing their patience with an innocent teen, as well the fact that they didn’t bother to try and narrow down if Anon-A-Miss had actually been Sunset Shimmer or not, the two spent the rest of the vacation uneasy to say the least. Thoughts of the fact that one of their students had tried to commit suicide, due to the negligence of the both of them, it was a shock for them. A slap with the resounding force of a volcanic explosion left them unable to properly sleep.
Any attempts that either of them had tried to make to get in contact with Sunset Shimmer had been stopped by Velvet, Night Light, or even Celestia’s adopted niece, Cadence. They had all made it abundantly clear, the two of them were forbidden from talking with the teen, at least until the new year had been under way for a little while. Cadence even forced Celestia to assist with the transfer of Sunset to Crystal Prep Academy.
Celestia sighed as she looked around. Not even when Sunset was at her prime as queen bitch of the school had it been like this. Unable to take it any longer, she burst.
“Sunset Shimmer is not Anon-A-Miss.”
That sure shut them up.
“Aww, stop trying to cover for her! We all know it’s her!” Cried a student from the middle of the auditorium, various students shouting out their approval.
“If Sunset Shimmer were indeed Anon-A-Miss,” Celestia said quietly, eyes narrowing dangerously, “Then how could she have posted whilst she was in the hospital fighting for her life after she tried to commit suicide?”
If they shut up after Celestia informed them that Sunset wasn’t Anon-A-Miss, then the pall of silence that passed over the crowd would make a morgue seem like a water park in the midst of the summer season.
“If Sunset Shimmer were indeed Anon-A-Miss,” Celestia continued over the din of the whispering of the students, starting to pace along rise of the stage, “Then how come I had to come in on Christmas Eve to help finish paperwork for her transfer out of CHS?”
A certain group of friends, five uniquely coloured individuals, all stared at each other.
“If Sunset Shimmer, the girl who helped save us from the Sirens!” Celestia yelled, fury starting to taint her tone, “If Sunset Shimmer were indeed Anon-A-Miss…” Celestia paused, watching as the students felt the weight of her words start to sink in, “I think I made my point.” She finished by handing the microphone over to her sister.
“Now, We are sure all of you are feeling maybe the slightest bit of guilt.” Luna started, her tone more even, though the students could tell how forced her deadly calm was, “Guilt of how you treated an innocent girl, of how you jumped on a band wagon before starting to bicker with one another. We should all be dissapointed in each other. This was a terrible display of CHS, and her students.” Luna looked around, pausing to catch her breath.
“We are in contact with MyStable, and are currently investigating who is Anon-A-Miss.” Luna’s voice carried through the vast room, “We will find out who it is, and once their punishments are set…” Luna steeled herself for what was to come next, “We are going to set our punishments for all of you.”
The students erupted into a chorus of different colourful words.
“If you disagree with this, just remember that all of you attacked an innocent girl, all because you wanted to be like your peers.” Luna silenced the crowd, having started to yell over them all without the use of the microphone, “Remember that some of you thought that words were not enough, that you decided physical violence was the answer!”
The students all sat down, wondering what was going to happen now.
“We suggest you now head to class, and prepare for what is yet to come.”
Unobserved, three young girls departed the gym first, running through the halls and up the stairs, running until they collapsed into one the girls washrooms and locking the door behind them. Delicate fingers dug a phone from each of the girls dress, unlocking it before opening it’s MyStable account. Simultaneously all three attempted to delete the Anon-A-Miss account, praying that it was enough.
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Five girls sat silently around one of the many colourful lunchroom tables, all of them having been repainted by the students of CHS after the resolution of the Battle of the Bands. All five were silent, much like the rest of the students in the hall, all more focused on eating and avoiding eye contact.
Fluttershy had spent the entire morning in the nurse’s office crying uncontrollably, unable to believe how she had treated her friend.
Rainbow Dash was busy jabbing her fork into her hand, the plastic utensil probing her skin gently.
Applejack had her hat pulled over her face, hiding the fact that she was still crying.
Pinkie Pie sat strangely still and quiet, her usual frizzy hair now down and straight.
And Rarity was a mess of puffy eyes and streaking mascara, unable to bring herself to fix the look she spent over an hour preparing this morning for her first day back at school.
“We really fucked up…” Rainbow whispered, “Didn’t we…”
No one responded to the athlete, though they all shared her opinion.
“Aaargh!” Rainbow shouted, standing up and grasping her rainbow mane in her hands. “Why the hell did we do that!?”
Rarity looked up at the distraught teen. “I wish I knew why Rainbow…” She sniffled, “I think we all do…”
Pinkie pulled out her phone, delicately unlocking it and looking at the messages she had been sending to Sunset’s phone since she got out of the assembly, begging the teen to answer.
“Is anyone else able to reach Sunset?” She asked, her vibrant voice now a shadow of monotony.
“Ah honestly doubt that she would want to talk with us after what we done did to her.” Came the somber response from Applejack, the teen pulling her hat back slightly.
“What are going to do…?” Whispered Fluttershy, her voice hoarse and croaking as a result of her continuous sobbing.
The farmer reached over and rubbed her arm gently. “Ah wish ah knew, shugahcube.”
“Maybe we can get Celestia and Luna to spill the beans!”
The group all turned and looked at Rainbow Dash, an angry glare of determination on her features.
“We get them to tell us where she is, then we go and track her down!”
“What good would that do dear?” Asked the fashionista, gently patting her ruffled locks back into a somewhat proper shape. “Even if they did tell us…”
“What do we have to lose?” Rainbow said, before starting to stomp off, “If you four aren’t gonna join me, then I guess I’m gonna track her down myself!”
The four other teens rushed to their feet, chasing after Rainbow through the halls, finally catching her in front of Celestia’s office. The five of them looked at each other and nodded, before Rainbow reached a hand out and knocked on the door.
“Come in.” Came the dead tones of the school’s Principal, chilling the teens as they slowly filled in.
Celestia studied the five of them as they stood before her, observing the mess of a state they were each in.
“What do you five want?”
Her tone was curt, shocking the five teens even after her outburst of anger at the morning assembly. Applejack cleared her throat as she stepped forward.
“Ah know it may not be plausible, but we here were wonderin if you could tell us all were Sunset up and transferred ta?”
Celestia stared at the farmer for a moment before she started laughing, a cold empty laugh.
“What makes you think I would do that?” She questioned, a frenzied look in her eyes, “You five may be the worse offenders, tied with the one who actually tried to attack her with a knife!”
The group's collective hearts froze, their beatings still as ice started to flow through their veins, but still Celestia continued.
“I don’t know what you thought of by coming here, but school rules state that in a situation like this I am not allowed to divulge any information.” She sat back, hands resting over her eyes. “I’m not sure that I should wish you luck on finding her, you may only make things worse for her…” She shook softly, “Just like me and Lulu…”
She paused as she looked back up at the teens, icy gaze passing through them.
“I suggest you all head to class, don’t want to be late.” She finished as she spun her chair around, facing the back towards them.
One by one they all left the room, some to class, some to the nurse's’ office, but before they separated they all looked at each other, Rainbow taking charge once more.
“Let’s start with the mall.”