“Dear lord, just this vampire halftrack is over-powered. Like, suck on this dudes.”
This is what comes out of my mouth as I do a Company Of Heroes video for youtube, an added bonus due to the crap ton money I got from every other student at Canterlot High’s parents for saving their kids, in my basement. That’s life, sometimes.
Since the night of the Fall Formal, Jackie and I have been having the time of our lives. I mean, we’re two teenagers in love. In this case though, she happens to be my first love, yeah crazy right? Point is, I’ve never been more happier in my life until Jackie came along. Like man, is she a goddess that makes me feel so many things.
On another note, since I got Twilight’s crown back, along with Sunset Shimmer, she gifted me with a couple of very special notebooks enchanted with magic where I can write to her and she’ll write me back. It’s sort of like a phone call, but on paper. If that doesn’t make any sense to you, I’m sorry. Maybe more like a text message, but I don’t know how in the hell I’m supposed to explain how sending someone in another world a letter through a magic notebook and receiving a reply from said person works. I may be smart, but how this works is beyond my IQ, I’ll be honest.
Due to Jackie’s friends’ influence, I had decided to try my hand at music composing and spent a whole night on the computer in my basement looking like multiple instruments and how to compose music. Turns out, I’m actually not that bad at it, since some of my compositions have found their way, via my good friend Flash, into Canterlot High’s music rooms, where through Principal Celestia, I’m told that they are actually well liked by the students there. So yes, I’m a walking intimidating mass of muscle that’s good at composing music. Who knew, right?
In all of this though, there was a sense of foreboding that hung over me whenever I was alone. It was as if fate itself was saying that I had no idea what I had stepped into. On the whole, everything appeared normal, but the voice in my head repeatedly saying that had me in a mode of calm and tense at the same time, always looking for signs of trouble. For at least a couple of weeks after the Fall Formal incident, nothing happened. Then came my second encounter with magic.
I don’t really want to tell you about my family or my home life yet because well.. I have my own reasons that say it’s not time yet. With that out of the way, this whole thing started the minute I stepped foot on Canterlot High on a Monday and saw a familiar face waiting inside. I couldn’t believe my eyes.
“Urchin?”
“Cato?”
Little did I realize at that moment, that my old friend from Middle School was about to be dragged into insanity.