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// A Schoolyard Crush. 
// Story: A Lost Soul Returns: The King of Monsters 
// by Dark Star the Crazed 
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It is those we live with and love and should know who elude us. ~ Norman Maclean.





Sweetie Belle sat down in her seat ready for class. She took out her books and looked at the blackboard and saw a large message written on it. They were getting a new student today. Cheerilee walked in and smiled. "Hello class!"

The class all smiled and responded with a large hello to their teacher. Sweetie having a slightly squeaky and higher pitched voice was probably the loudest.

Cheerilee smiled at the students. "As you all can see we are getting a new student today. His name is Gavroche. He and his father just moved here from Prance. He speaks perfect Equestrian, due to the fact he was born in Equestria, and moved to Prance three years ago. I'll let him tell you more about himself." She turned to the door where even those in the front row could only see the tip of a horn. "Come on, they wont bite." Slowly an orange unicorn colt, with a green mane and lavender eyes walked in. He was wearing what looked to be glasses that had rims painted to look like they were made of silver. He had a flawless smile, everypony's eyes fell on his cutie mark. A open book and quill, there saw a small image of a unicorn on the left page and some squiggly lines to indicate writing on the right page. "Well Gavroche how about you tell us a little about yourself?"

He took a deep breath. "There is nothing much to tell really. I was born in Equestria and lived here until I was six. I moved to prance with my mother and father three years ago. Me and my father moved back to Equestria a few weeks ago to the town I was born in. That would be Ponyville. I will respond to Gav as well as Gavroche. Any questions?" Sweetie Belle's hoof shot up immediately. "Yes?"

"What does your cutie mark mean?" It was a logical question in her mind.

He looked back at his flank and smiled. "It means I can... I guess you could say create and alter spells to serve the purpose I need them to. Next?" Scootaloo's hoof rose up. "Orange pegasus what is your question?"

Scootaloo lowered her hoof and gave a small glare at the colt. "Why didn't your mother come back to Equestria with you and your dad?"

"If possible I would like to refrain from answering questions about my mother. She and father had a fight and got divorced. Father won full custody of me in court. Simple as that. I never liked my mother much anyway." Gav smiled at Scootaloo who just nodded. "Any other questions?" There was a quiet mumble from the other students and they all shook their head. "OK. Where do I sit miss Cheerilee?"

Cheerilee smiled down at the young colt. "There are two spots open. Take whichever you want." The colt nodded and made his way to the first open seat. It was next to Sweetie Belle.

Sweetie Belle gave a small smile and stuck a hoof out. "I'm Sweetie Belle. I hope we can be friends."  He took her hoof and shook it. Then she saw it. A large scar running down the inside of his leg. "Ouch. How did that happen?" He slowly retracted his hoof and smiled.

"Oh that? Its nothing. I fell out of a tree and a branch cut me deeply. The other one however, the one on the side of my head, was a spell gone wrong." He pointed to the side of his head and showed her a scar in the shape of a crescent moon running along his hairline. "Overcharged a spell and hit my head on a rock after I was thrown back."

After a few hours of math and history Cheerilie let the class out to the play ground to play and relax. Scootaloo and Applebloom joined Sweetie Belle and Gav in in a small group talk. Soon they were approached by Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon.

Diamond let out an evil chuckle before looking at the group. "I guess it makes sense that a motherless freak would hang out with the blank flanks. After all they are all freaks as well. Scootaloo the orphan, oh sorry former orphan who's sister is a speed demon who barley spends time with her, Applebloom the farmer with a speech impediment, and Sweetie Belle the squeaky toy."

Gav coughed and looked at Diamond. "Well at least they don't have to put others down to feel better about themselves. Is it your mother or father who didn't want you? It is probably your mother. She thinks your birth ruined her life doesn't she? Calls you trash, worthless-" He was silenced by a pink hoof meeting his lip. When Diamond pulled her hoof away some of his blood began to drip onto the ground. Despite the fact that it hurt, Gav's smile widened. "I hit the nail on the head didn't I?" Cheerilee ran out along with Silver Spoon, who had ran inside and got her when Diamond punched Gav. He tried to tell her it was fine and he had started it but Cheerilee wouldn't listen and told Diamond that she would be talking to her parents about this. After she led the filly inside Silver sighed and walked away.

Sweetie Belle just looked at Gav who pulled out a band aid and placed it on his lip. "How did you do that?"

Gav just smiled. "I simply knew a pony who acted like her once and that is why he acted that way. His father thought that he was worthless and would constantly beat him. I don't think her mother beats her though." He sighed and looked at Sweetie Belle. They both blushed because when he turned his head to look at her their muzzles touched. Gav quickly turned his head away and began to mumble something. Sweetie Belle was frozen and couldn't even glare at her friends when they began to laugh. She liked him. She just met him today and she already liked him. 

A few hours later the school bell rang and the Cutie Mark Crusaders walked away from the school. They heard a small humming from in front of them and looked up to see Gav trotting down the road. He was looking down at a book. Something in Sweetie Belle's mind clicked and she suddenly realized where she had heard Gav's name before when she saw the title 'Great Plays Throughout History'. Gavroche was the name of a child in Les Mareables. A musical about a pony who ran from the law of Prance.

Sweetie Belle waved goodbye to her friends as she and Gav turned down the street that led to Rarity's house. She paid no mind to the fact and just kept walking.

Suddenly, Gav stopped and turned into a house, opening the door with his magic before entering. Sweetie Belle blinked. That house looked familiar. She turned to her left and gasped before blushing. The colt she had a crush on was her next door neighbor. She quickly slipped inside and went up to her room. She closed the door behind her and went over to her bed, flopping down on it before sighing. It had been a long day. She got up and went to the bathroom. As she came out something caught her eye. 

Gav was sitting on his bed, which she could see through her window, as it looked straight towards his room's window and was looking at a very skinny, pale, creature with two, curved, red, horns on it's forehead and two large, red, bat like wings, it also had a forked tail. It was wearing a pair of black boots and a black dress as well. She hid herself from sight as Gav stood and opened the window that she could see his room through. Sweetie heard a very feminine giggle come from the creature. "Does little Gav have a schoolyard crush on this Sweetie Belle?"

There was a thud of a book hitting a wall and Sweetie heard the creature give a small 'eep!' All was silent for a while before she heard Gav answer. "... Maybe."

Sweetie could almost hear the creature smirk. "Well you little Zauberbiest did you tell her?"

"No I did not. I-I wanted to tell her she was cute but I couldn't!" Sweetie Belle risked looking out the window and saw Gav in a mirror. Suddenly his skin became cracked, and brown, and it looked like his jaw had become dislocated. Then as soon as the sight appeared it was gone leaving the colt she had a crush on in the mirror. "Besides what chance do I have? I mean I'm a freak! I look more demonic than you when I'm angry, and you're a demon!"

The demon grinned at the little colt. "Ah-ah-ah! You agreed that you would not call me demon and call me what my subspecies is. I am an Alp."

Sweetie Belle heard a sigh. "Sorry Lilie... Alps are related to succubi right?" There was a short pause. "Any advice on how to get her to like me?"

The Alp looked at him and smiled. "Get her chocolate or some flowers. That seems to be what every other pony gives to the pony they like."

"I want it to be special..." There was a sigh and the Alp started rattling things off.

"Art show?" There was the sound of a head hitting a wall. "Why not?"

"Do you really think they would let a twelve and thirteen year old into an art show?" The Alp thought for a second before slapping herself with an open palm. "That's what I thought."

"Home made cookies?" Another bang.

"I can cook, but I cant bake to save my life." The Alp sighed. He was right. She had seen him try to bake some cookies once and the oven exploded.

"Movie tickets? A dictionary?" There was no bang this time. "Really your going to get her a dictionary?"

"No... I'm going to get her some movie tickets!... Why would I give her a dictionary?" There was a small chuckle from the demon.

"Because its more romantic than half of the romance novels that exist!" There was silence for a while.

"... That is sadly true. Now it's time for you to go to sleep I'll wake you up when I need your advice." There was a small whine from the Alp.

"Do I have to?" Sweetie Belle giggled at the Alp's childish reaction. "... Fine." There was a sharp humming  sound for a second then it was gone.

Sweetie Belle looked up at her clock and her eyes went wide. She was late for a crusaders meeting. She was supposed to tell Rarity that she was going over to Applebloom's house but had gotten caught up listening to Gav and Lilie. She ran out the door and to the crusader's clubhouse.





In the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years. ~ Abraham Lincoln.