Chapter One
Ugh, I wish Vinyl would just come by and get her stuff already! Octavia was always finding more of Vinyl's stuff just laying around her apartment. Cloths here, guitar picks there, discarded lyrics everywhere. She was starting to get sick of it.
Octavia picked up the pack of guitar picks she had found and set them in the box full of all the stuff Vinyl had abandoned at her apartment. She had grown to be bitter of the idea of still being friends with her, after all, she did just leave her out of no where. Not only that, but she stopped paying rent too, forcing Octavia to cut more of her budget for rent. Octavia was mostly bothered by the fact that Vinyl never made any reference to her in interviews. Vinyl had been nothing when Octavia found her, but out of the kindness of her heart she brought in Vinyl. Not only that, but Octavia had even got Vinyl her first job at the fanciest restaurant in all of Canterlot, and she didn't even receive recognition for it.
Over time Octavia had just decided to focus on her career, for a while she thought she may have had a shot with Vinyl. She has crushed when Vinyl had decided to move out, and vowed then that she would focus on her career from there on out.
Octavia grabbed her cello and headed for the door. She stopped when she the picture of Vinyl and her on stage caught her eye. She didn't know why she kept the picture, probably just because it was the greatest night of her life. Vinyl invited her up on stage for a song. The duet of cello and voice moved most ponies to tears, including Octavia, who always thought the song was about her. What was I thinking? She thought, there's no way that pony would have ever written a love song about me. She passed the picture and walked out the door.
Octavia walked down Mane Street, thinking of Vinyl for the first time in weeks. She didn't know why, maybe it was the picture again, maybe it was just one of those days, she didn't know. She was so deep in thought she didn't even realize that she had gotten to the Canterlot Orchestra Hall.
Octavia sat down in the second chair and began tuning her cello. She had dropped to second chair only a week ago, losing to a unicorn named Sonata. Octavia had always been great friends with Sonata, until she lost. Then Sonata started pointing out every small flaw Octavia made while playing, which bother Octavia more than anything. Which is partly why Octavia let out a small sigh when she saw Sonata walking towards her.
"Hey there Octavia!" she said as she sat down in the first chair, "How are you today?"
"I'm fine, thanks." Octavia knew she meant well, but it was just too hard for her to not be mad at her.
"That's great!" she replied with a smile.
Octavia was distracted through the entire practice. She couldn't get over her hatred for Sonata, but that wasn't the real reason. Octavia was thinking about Vinyl again, which she could never admit to herself. She was thinking about everything Vinyl used to do that would annoy her, everything Vinyl would do that she loved; she couldn't get Vinyl out of her head the entire rehearsal.
The rehearsal ended and Octavia packed in silence, despite listening to Sonata's "constructive criticism" that only made her feel worse than she already felt. She departed without saying goodbye to anypony and walked home in a worse mood than when she had gotten to practice. It was night already, which was Octavia's favorite time of the day. She did all of her thinking at night. For some reason it calmed her.
Octavia went to unlock when she noticed something very strange through window next to her door: the lights in her apartment were on. Very quietly, she set down her cello and unlocked the door. She entered the apartment to find no other pony around. She picked up her cello and brought into her apartment, deciding that she had just accidentally left her lights on when she left for practice.
Just as she sat down to watch the newest episode of Doctor Whooves, she heard a sound come from her music practice room. She jumped up, ready to defend herself and her possessions. She silently crept towards the door, which was slightly ajar still. Octavia looked through the doorway as best she could, but could only see the shadow of the pony who had broken in. She took a deep breath, knowing what she had to do. Okay, she thought, One...two...three!
Octavia burst through the doorway tackling the mare inside. They wrestled for what felt like hours, but Octavia knew it had only been a few seconds. Octavia eventually won a stood over the pony, proud in her victory. She looked down at the intruder to see the worst sight she could ever see. No...no.... Anypony but you! Why you?! Lying beneath Octavia on the floor lay her former roommate, Vinyl Scratch.