[Same incident with the cutie mark, I couldn't find anything fitting...]
Authoer's note: the second chapter, and it's improved!
It was the day. The end of my freedom.
No!
More than 2 years after the accident, my wings were more than healed, I used to fly around, while the other same aged pegasi kids were just barely able to hover.
This is my defeat, I have to go to Cloudsdale Beginners' Flight School... I couldn't believe it!
Why?
"Do I really have to go Dad?" I asked my father. He looked down at me, then jumped in the air, hovering.
"Do you want to fly like me?" He asked. He did a barrel roll, then with a burst of speed, he flew to a cloud and sat on it.
I just looked up to him: He was awesome. Glistening white coat, ice-blue eyes and short, greyish-blue mane. And I wanted to be like just him.
[Same incident with the cutie mark, I couldn't find anything fitting...]
"Yes, I want to fly like you, but I can fly like nopony else my age! Look!" I made a short run to gain speed, then jumped up, and flew to a good 2 meters high, where I began to hover. "See? I don't need a school to do this!"
After I said this I flew to a roof, and landed successfully. Dad was still on the same cloud, smiling.
"Okay Zephy, but you know about the pegasi who don't go to flight school?"
What? What pegasi? I made a worried face.
"What pegasi?"
"Oh, nothing, it's just the thing about the pegasi colts and fillies, who don't want to go to school: they never earn their cutiemark." He made a mischiveous smile. I was seriously frightened.
"Nonono, I can't risk that! Where is the school?"
He led me there.
A few months later...
It was a painfully boring day again. The sun was shining so bright, the birds were chirping below, and I had to stay in the school for half the day. In Cloudsdale. We just moved here not too long ago. It was beautiful, but boring like hay. And my new class was full of bullies.
I don't know why, but they always find me. Right now, I have more important things to attend to than being bullied, but those idiots... uh, but there's no time for this.
The teacher just came in. "Today's lesson will be something called 'aerodynamics.'" I liked this word.
The teacher, who has a darkgreen coat and black mane, told me about these 'aerodynamics': everypony was asleep, except me.
I already know what I'll do in the next few days.
So, in the next days....
"Here we go!" I shouted then I jumped off the cloud I was standing on.
I had my newly made flying suit on: Ma was a good seamstress!
The suit was as aerodynamic as possible, the teacher (whose name was Mr. Borealis) taught me everything about smooth flying. For Mr. Borealis' respect, I asked Ma to make my suit from a dark-green fabric. It was beautiful!
As I said, it was dark-green, with golden zigzags on its sides, and covered me everywhere expect the ears, eyes, mouth, wings, my mane and my tail.
AWESOME!
So, I jumped down. The suit made (almost) no resistance against the wind, I was falling much faster.
Then I opened my wings and began to glide. After a few seconds I began to flap my wings and gain speed.
"WHOOOOOOO! This is more awesome than I expected! YEEEEEEHAAAAWWW!!!" I shouted to nopony, But whatever. I felt happier than ever before.
Some time later I reached my house and made a large circle around it: Ma saw me flying and came outside.
I wonder how can she walk on clouds, she is an Earth-pony afterall... hm, I don't know. At that moment, I had a more important thing happening.
"Maaaa! Seeeee?? I'm flying like Daaaad!" I shouted to her, and she smiled to me.
"Just be careful!" She said, then she went back to do her chores.
Now I know what will I do when I grow up. Or maybe not, I'll see.