Rules and Mysteries
“We’re here.” Lyvia spoke simply, as she always did.
Sweetiebelle and Spike both glanced out the window too; the sight that beheld them immediately captivated their eyes. The School was beautiful, the gardens, ovals, courtyard, and even the humungous school itself was eye-captivatingly stunning.
“This place is... beautiful. No wonder my sister was so thrilled to send me here.” Sweetiebelle pampered.
Spike smiled. “This is where we’ll be spending the next year.”
“Its beauty is pointless.” Lyvia said bluntly. “It will only be a ruin when time over takes it.”
Spike, glared at Lyvia. “Why are you always so blunt. Can you not just enjoy something for once?”
Lyvia didn’t reply, she just stood up and grabbed her bags, as she stood up, she gestured for the other two to stand up. “We better not be late” she said as she avoided Spike’s question, she may off trusted him but she didn’t like to reveal her secrets. She pushed her way into the large crowd of people that were heading for the carriage door to the platform. Sweetiebelle and Spike soon made haste to follow her; both of them were also carrying their bags. Spike was having no trouble but Sweetiebelle was struggling quite a bit.
“Do you need any help, Sweetiebelle?” Spike asked, offering to take one of her bags for her.
“Yes please, that would be great, thank you.” she gave him one of her bags, which Spike held with his strong, dragon, tail. “Thank you Spiky.” she smiled and she was able to carry her remaining bag with both hands.
Spike smiled, it still wasn’t very heaving for him with the three bags, although it was considerably harder. “You’re welcome.”
The two teens continued to follow Lyvia who had hastened ahead and was nearly out of sight. However, the row of students heading out of the train and up the hill towards the school would lead them to her in no time.
The path, which leads up to the school, was a long one. It started from the train platform and ended at the first courtyard, which lead to the School’s Assembly Area and Main Hall. The path was a long set of stairs which was heavily illuminated by torches which lined the edge. It wound up a hill, which increased the overall length of the path that also made it harder to walk up.
It was night-time now and Sweetiebelle was wishing that she had chosen to wear something a little warmer, as it was getting cold, fast. Her short, sleeveless, pink, dress wasn’t keeping her warm at all.
“Can I borrow your jacket?” Sweetiebelle asked as a fresh wave of wave of breeze hit her skin and she began to shiver.
Spike looked at her in slight concern and nodded; he took off his jacket and handed to her. “Here, this should warm you up.”
Sweetiebelle smiled again and put it on her. The arms were too long for her but at least her hands would be kept warm. She zipped up the jacket so that her chest kept warm and she wouldn’t catch a cold.
“There. Better?” Spike asked, beginning to slug his way up the stairs.
“Yeah.” she reassured. She was feeling a lot warmer now.
The two began to hike their way up the path, awing at the beauty of their new school. They pushed past other students as they were walking faster than most, hoping to catch up to Lyvia sometime soon.
“How fast can she walk?” Sweetiebelle asked.
“Well someone as badass as her, is no doubt quick on her feet too.”
“Yeah I guess so, but why is she in such a hurry anyway?”
“Your guess is as good as mine.” Spike replied as he saw the school approach ever closer. The large door, which leads into the castle-like building, was huge. He smiled; this was what Twilight had put so much effort in for him, to see and to be taught at such a remarkable school. He began to walk faster and gestured for to as well.
“C’mon, we should hurry up. Well, if we want to catch up to Lyvia that is.”
“Right.” she sped up too. Walking beside Spike as she did. She beamed in happiness as she saw the sight of the school up close. It was stunning of course. They reached the large door, which had been opened for them and the students. They entered. They saw a large mustering hall that was most likely the assembly area which teachers had instructed both juniors and seniors to take a seat in.
“Do you see Lyvia anywhere?” Sweetiebelle asked, and her voice cracked as she spoke.
Spike chuckled. “No. I don’t, Sqeakiebelle.”
Sweetiebelle blushed as he called her that. Her voice hadn’t stopped cracking for years now and she wondered when it was going to stop. Hopefully soon.
“Come, we better take a seat, we’ll look for her later.” Spike said as he gestured for Sweetiebelle to sit next to him on two chairs that had been set there prior to their arrival.
She took a seat next to him; they were both still looking around for Lyvia. She had disappeared again.
“Maybe she’s off fighting again?” Spike asked.
“Maybe. If she keeps doing that though, she’ll get into trouble.” Spike replied, a little bit of concern being expressed but he tried to hide it.
Sweetiebelle opened her mouth to reply but was immediately tuned out by the sound of a microphone tuning in. All the students, senior and junior alike looked at the front where the sound had come from. An old looking man stood in front of a pedestal; he was wearing a long brown coat, black plants and black boot. He had grey hair with a glorious Gandalf beard.
“Good evening, students.” the old man spoke. “To all of our juniors who have joined us today, I am Headmaster Tinder Box and welcome to Canterlot School for Equestria’s Gifted.” he smiled as he let the students clap loudly. “Now, your classes will not start until Wednesday and as you all know, today is Monday. Instead, tomorrow you will be choosing your subjects which will determine your classes for the rest of your years at this school.” all students clapped again. Sweetiebelle and Spike were happy at least; they would be able to choose their subjects.
“Now for the part you’re not going to like.” the old headmaster said alarmingly and students began to groan. “The rule are as followed: No going beyond the school walls. No leaving your dorms after night. No arguing with teacher. And lastly, No relationships at any point.”
Students were shocked as they heard this.
“Wh-What!” Sweetiebelle yelled puzzlingly and surprised and she stood up. “ That’s unfair!”
“Sweetiebelle, protest later please.” Spike said as he pulled Sweetiebelle back down into her seat.
The headmaster smiled. He admired students who made their voice heard. “I’m sorry, but it’s only a precaution so that students do not get distracted and are able to put all their efforts into their work.”
Sweetiebelle pouted and crossed her arms in defiance, slouching down in her chair. “Not fair.” she grumbled.
Spike stroked her pink and purple hair. “Don’t worry, we’ll still be together. We’re not breaking up any time soon, no teacher is getting in the way of this.”
“Really?” Sweetiebelle asked, she really hoped so; she loved him.
“Yeah, of course.”
A few rows in front of them were a young couple, a blue male and red female. Both of them were panicking from the moment those words left the headmaster’s mouth. They were shocked at this, but they were going to have to put up with it and renounce their love.
“Now seniors, you know where your dorms are so you may be dismissed.” he waiting for all the seniors to get up and slowly exit the hall as they all headed for their dorms. When they finally left he spoke once more. “Now, to all the juniors.” there was only about fifty juniors this year, “There is a sheet being passed around which tells you your dorm number and your room mates. On the back of the sheet is a map on how to get there. If you have any question please ask the teachers.”
As soon as the headmaster stopped talking a sheet landed on Spike’s lap, Sweetiebelle had one too. His said.
Dorm Number: 73
Room Members:
Quick Feathers
Twin Storm
Boulder Storm
Spike
On Sweetiebelle’s:
Dorm Number: 29
Room Members:
Lyvia Sounds
Sweetiebelle
Lil’ Dew
Tyrra Tomb
“Oh Lyvia’s in my dorm!” Sweetiebelle said excitedly. “I will be able to ask her where she went.”
“Yeah, and why she left us behind.” Spike added. “I don’t have anyone of interest in my dorm though.”
“Aww well, I’m sure you’ll make friends.” Sweetiebelle tried to reassure him.
“Now.” the headmaster began to speak, and he stroked his beard. “You are all to meet back her tomorrow after breakfast. Dismissed.” he began to walk out a door, which was behind the front stage.
Sweetiebelle looked at Spike. “I don’t like this school. We have to keep our relationship a secret now!”
“No we don’t. I doubt we will get expelled for being in love. We just have to prove that we’re smarter together.”
“Aww Spiky, that’s really sweet.” she pulled him in for a hug. It was a tight and warm hug.
She let go and stood up. “I guess I’ll se you tomorrow for breakfast.” she smiled and began to walk off down the hall towards her dorm. She flipped over her sheet to view the map so she could figure out wear she was going. She turned down a hall and immediately stopped. Lyvia was standing right in front of her, but as usual her back was turned.
“Lyvia?” Sweetiebelle asked softly.
Lyvia didn’t reply, she didn’t even have a sheet with her so most likely she wasn’t at the assembly. Sweetiebelle slowly approached her.
“Lyvia?” she spoke again. “Why are you here?”
Lyvia finally turned around to look at here. An uninterested facial expression present as always.
“None of your business, Sweetiebelle.” she scolded.
This took Sweetiebelle by surprise; she guessed Lyvia could be a bit of a bitch at times.
“What is your problem? Why so hostile to me all of a sudden. I’m not Spike.”
“You’re intruding on me... and my secrets!” Lyvia scolded again. “Did your mother not tell you to mind your own business?
“Well sorry, but you should come to your dorm. You’re in my one.”
“I know. I made that so,” she revealed, turning back around and walked back down the hallway, disappearing into the darkness.