When your life gets turned upside down, you really are never the same again. I'm not complaining, though. I went from class nerd to practically royalty in no time at all. And guess what? It's all thanks to a TV show. A cartoon, even! Granted, it's a wonderful show, but who knew it could change someone's - or should I say somepony's - life forever. My Little Pony, Friendship is Magic. Who'd a guessed it?
If you've ever been to school, you'll know that everything is always the same. Classes, lunch, more classes, homework, even more classes, and finally, the bus ride home. When you're in high school, you don't even get field trips very often. The only thing that ever changes is the lunch menu. I don't know what was worse, the monotony of the whole thing, or the fact that the teachers choose the most boring topics to teach us.
So as you can probably tell, I'm not a fan of school. Well, except the English department. Reading and writing are my passions, but I guess not even that topic is perfect at my school. We've only got two high school teachers that teach that. Mr. B and Mrs. Y. Mr. B is great. Probably the best teacher I've ever had. his classes are fun, and he makes everyone excited. Mrs. Y, on the other hand, is not my favorite. Not at all. She's mean, boring, and worst of all, the only reason she got the job, is because her husband is the principal.
Of course, the reason I'm telling you this is because I had Mrs. Y the year it happened. The year that my life got about 120% better. That wonderful, yet sometimes terribly horrifying year that led to the amazing life that followed it. My amazing life. A life that I'd never even thought possible.
Now I know this may seem a bit off topic, but have you ever read "To Kill a Mockingbird"? If you have, I'll have you know that that must have been the worst, most boring, most horrible book I have ever read. If you liked it, that's fine, but I most certainly did not. Mrs. Y was making us read it, and I know that over half the class hated it. Maybe it was just because she was one that gave it to us, but we didn't like it.
I despised that book, and I despised Mrs. Y. Now I understand why all my siblings hated her. She was a monster. I was looking forward to next semester when I would have Mr. B. I always looked forward to his classes. I would take just his classes for a whole year if I could. At least I would have some English teaching where I actually learned something for once. It would be Christmas break soon, and I was looking forward to spending time with my sisters during the holidays.
There was a surprising lack of snow this year. Almost none, really. My sister Lizzie was a little upset that we probably wouldn't have a white Christmas. Instead of staying glum, though, we sat down in front of the TV and watched Hearths Warming Eve. My sister and I were both very avid My Little Pony fans, and my little brother liked the show too. My older brother never suggested to us that he liked it, but I'm sure he would if he actually watched it. My older brother was a little on the girly side but he never wanted anyone to know. I don't blame him though, I mean, you can't help it if you grew up watching girl shows because all three of your older siblings were girls and one of your younger siblings was female too.
"I wish Equestria was real, Lizzie," I sighed, watching Pinkie Pie devour a ginger bread house, "I wish we were ponies. Their lives seem so much simpler." I wished Santa could grant my wish, but I knew he couldn't. I was old enough to know the truth about Santa Claus. When we went to bed that night, I found myself wishing more and more that Equestria wasn't just part of a TV show.
Suddenly, a voice came to me. "It's not, my little pony. It's much more than a TV show." That's funny. It sounded like Celestia. I laughed at myself, I must be really tired. I closed my eyes and slept, not noticing the magic that began to flow around me and inside me. I didn't notice the stub of a unicorn horn that bumped up under my hair, barely a noticeable spot. "Soon, my little pony. Soon."