Lyra had just finished her new drawing. Bon Bon was looking over her shoulder.
“You know.”
Lyra let out a small shriek as she jolted around and found her friend watching her work.
Bon Bon smiled and laughed. “You know, those ridiculous ponies you draw are not real.”
Lyra rolled her eyes as she drew the mane, which curved around the horn.
“I can believe whatever I want to, Bon Bon, and I believe there is a such thing as a magical world where ponies talk and fly and cast spells,” Lyra said as she held up her drawing. “But I haven’t quite yet discovered a name for this all...”
Bon Bon shook her head at her friend’s ridiculous words. Bon Bon could not believe her friend, who was in High School, believed something a 3-year-old could of made up. Bon Bon took the picture from Lyra, and examined it.
“Lyra,” Bon Bon said as she looked at the drawing, “this is so fake!”
Lyra could not believe her friend said something like that! She narrowed her eyes and snatched back the drawing, stuffing it into a folder, which probably held other drawings about the world.
Bon Bon froze for a minute, then sighed. “Fine, Lyra,” she said. “You believe whatever. I’m going to go to school. You’d better c’mon, or you’ll be late for your after-school orchestra practice!”
Lyra nodded sadly, and picked up her lyre. She had orchestra practice with her friend Octavia, and they played concerts for colleges, hoping to earn donations to buy new instruments.
Lyra would rather draw.
It’s not that she hated it, but she’d rather imagine her little own world. The things she draws, imagines and dreams of, she wanted it more than anything.
To be... magical.
Lyra picked up her backpack and slid her lyre very carefully in the back pocket.
“Well, looks like I’ll never get what I want...” Lyra sighed softly and picked up her drawing folder.
At the high school, where Lyra went, Lyra walked inside and straight to her locker.
As she fiddled with the lock, it automatically opened and a few of her loose art project drawings, went flying everywhere.
Lyra blushed with embarrassment and quickly hurried to pick up the papers.
Just then, Bon Bon came walking down the hallway, but Lyra had already stuffed the papers back into her locker.
“Hey!” Bon Bon said. “I’ve been looking for you. Octavia wants to see you down at the music room now.”
Lyra nodded and shut her locker, almost slamming it. A few students looked up in alarm as the locker slammed shut, but Lyra didn’t care. She walked away, silently, and headed down the hall to the music room.
Twilight Sparkle had just finished the best book she had ever read. So mathematical, so educational, so awesome! She almost jumped out of her chair when Lyra came inside the library and walked up to Twilight.
“Twilight, you know where all the books are,” Lyra said. “Where are the books on fantasy?”
Twilight shrugged and closed her book. “I... I’m not sure. I kinda just transfered here last month, and I’m used to just 'realistic and educational’ books like this one.” Twilight held up the book.
Lyra sighed. If Twilight couldn’t help her, no one could.
'Sides, Twilight was the only one who ever actually hung out in the library.
“Thanks anyways, Twi.” Lyra picked up her backpack and walked out.
Twilight shrugged and picked up another book.
Lyra walked into the music room.
Octavia gasped and raced over to Lyra. “Oh my, where have you been?” Octavia asked.
Lyra shrugged and put down her backpack, taking out her lyre.
“It’s been so long! We were so afraid you wouldn’t be here!” Octavia hugged Lyra in such a manner, like Lyra had been missing for a year and had been just found.
Lyra tried to struggle away, almost pushing Octavia away.
Octavia shook her head. “Oh dear, I’m so sorry.”
Lyra shrugged and sat down in a chair, playing a few notes on her lyre.
Octavia walked over to her bass (violin bass) and began playing a few notes as well. Strings were always so pretty when they were together.
There was no other musician in the room, other than the two, but the new girl, Vinyl Scratch, was setting up a few things in the back.
And she wasn’t ENTIRELY new. She had known Octavia for a long time, but she had joined the school just two months ago, before Twilight.
Lyra started playing a song, which Octavia soon caught onto.
Vinyl stared awkwardly at the two, then slid on some headphones like she was trying to block out the sound of the strings.
“I think we’re done,” Lyra said as she put away her lyre, walking out the door.
Octavia looked up, confused, as her friend ever-so-suddenly just walked out of the room in the middle of practice.
Lyra heard the bell ring for the end of school, and she decided to walk home.
But then it started to pour, so she gave up and took the bus instead.
Lyra sat, staring out the bus’s window, watching the raindrops fall across the glass. Lyra slid on her backpack, sitting up and running out, trying to get through the rain and make it to her front porch.
Lyra started thinking about people in her school as she sat on her bed.
Twilight Sparkle, the newest girl, had a big brother who liked to pretend to be a knight who wore shining armour, just to amuse his sister. Pinkie Pie, the school’s friendliest girl, had lots of friends and baked cupcakes for people’s birthdays.
Lyra made herself a little cozy spot and started to draw herself.
As a magical pony, a Unicorn.
When she finished, she turned off the light and let herself fall asleep...