//------------------------------// // Fall Formal // Story: Amor Fati // by BRyeMC //------------------------------// The following day at school had a different atmosphere than the other days before it. Compared to the other days, this was a total culture shock for Clyde and Tyrone. They walked through the extremely happy hallways of people and looked around in confusion trying to figure out what was going on. It was a few moments of wandering when they were abruptly stopped by two boys holding posters. “Vote for Sunset Shimmer for Fall Formal Princess!” yelled the boy with a shirt with a pair of scissors on it. He handed Tyrone a flyer and ran away. The lean boy beside him, wearing a green jacket, ran over to the wall and taped a poster of two girls up. After looking at it for balance, he quickly chased after the other boy who was already down the hall giving other students posters. Tyrone opened his flyer and saw a girl with red and yellow hair, who was wearing a leather jacket and orange skirt, holding a crown. In big letters at the bottom of the poster, was “Vote for Sunset Shimmer, or else!” Tyrone looked over at the wall at the poster the boy put up and this time, another girl was on it with Sunset Shimmer who struck familiar with the two. The girl had a mix of dark blue and purple hair with a pink and light purple highlight in it. On her face on the poster, was a big “cancel” sign. “Oh hey,” said Clyde after studying the poster. “That’s one of the girls at that table Rarity was sitting at. I couldn't tell you what her name is though.” Tyrone waved him away. “I don’t care about her dawg. This Sunset Shimmer though is a total dime.” Clyde sighed as Tyrone kept admiring the poster. He looked around the hallway and noticed more posters picturing the upcoming Fall Formal dance. “There’s already a dance in this school? It’s been like two weeks.” Tyrone punched Clyde to tell him to stop talking. Clyde looked at him angrily and noticed the girl from the poster was walking down the hallway. Most of the students either nodded at her or looked away. Tyrone quickly put his arm up on the wall and tilted his head up as she walked by. “Wassup girl.” Sunset Shimmer stopped and turned to look at him. “Do I know you?” “You don’t, but I wouldn’t mind knowing you more.” Tyrone gave a laugh as Clyde smacked his hand to his face. Sunset looked at them both with her bright cyan eyes. “I’m not really in the mood to fool around with this. I have a crown to win.” She quickly smirked and turned her head and stormed off towards the library. Clyde looked at Tyrone. “So champ, you feeling good about that?” Tyrone shrugged. “I think I could have done better.” Clyde gave him a pat on the shoulder and they continued down the hallway. After stopping by the lockers to drop off a book to Patel, Tyrone turned the corner and stopped Clyde before he could. “Dawg,” said Tyrone. “Stay back.” He quickly went back around the corner and looked around the edge. “What?” asked Clyde. “Why?” Tyrone looked at him sternly. “It’s that Trenderfoot dude.” “What? What does that have to do with anything?” Tyrone looked at him to tell him to stop talking. “He’s talking to that Rarity girl.” Clyde perked up at the mention of “Rarity” and tried to move around Tyrone who stopped him. “Dawg, let me watch for you.” He peeked around the corner of the hallway and watched from a distance. Trenderfoot and Rarity were standing by some lockers and talking to each other. From what Tyrone could see, and assume, Rarity was trying to ignore him, but Trenderfoot kept initiating conversation. After Trenderfoot said something, Tyrone faintly saw and glimmer in Rarity’s eye and she gave him a hug. Tyrone looked away and faced Clyde. “So?” asked Clyde. “What happened, T?” “Uh, I think he just asked her out or to the dance,” said Tyrone. “I mean, she even gave him a hug.” Clyde blinked. “T, a hug isn’t even that bad.” “Alright then, suit yourself,” said Tyrone. He walked around the corner with Clyde following. Rarity saw Tyrone and Clyde and gave a small wave to them. As they drew closer to Trenderfoot, he quickly pulled Rarity into a hug and tried to block her from look at them. She looked at him strangely and tried to look past him as Tyrone and Clyde walked by them and continued down the hallway. Once at the end of the hallway, Clyde told Tyrone he had to get going as he had a math test. He waved and ran down the hall. As Tyrone turned around, he saw Trenderfoot pull away from her and smirk at Clyde’s departure down the hallway. Rarity looked at his smirk before gasping at a revelation and storming off. Trenderfoot chased after her, but she ignored him and walked into a classroom. Trenderfoot sighed and turned around as Tyrone walked up to him. “Oh, hello,” said Trenderfoot in a suave tone. “Don’t be all nice to me dawg,” said Tyrone. “Why were you talking to her?” “What do you mean?” asked Trenderfoot before taking out a comb to comb his thick hair. “I knew she had a “thing” for me. I could see why though, for I am one of the most popular boys in this school after all. I only asked if she wanted to date me. She was hesitant at first, but she soon decided to say yes. I’m guessing she doesn’t want to go out with me anymore, however.” “Yeah, you think? I’m guessing all of the girls in this school has or had a crush on you at one point. What I want to know is why you acted like that when Clyde and I came down this hallway?” asked Tyrone. Trenderfoot looked away awkwardly. “I don’t know what you mean...” Tyrone laughed. “You’re still mad about yesterday in gym class!” Trenderfoot shot an angry look at him. “I’ve never been so embarrassed before in my life! All of those girls keep laughing at me because of that silly game!” Tyrone rolled his eyes. “Well, to me you’re nothing special. You shouldn't be mad at Clyde at all. It was your fault you aren’t skillful like us. It was just gym class, dawg.” Trenderfoot got angry and pushed Tyrone away from him. Tyrone looked at at him and smiled. He grabbed Trenderfoot's sweater jacket and drove him into the lockers making a loud noise. The students in the hallway quickly ran to the action or ran for help. “Don’t hurt me!” yelled Trenderfoot. “Dawg, I don’t take too kindly to shoves. Besides, you have a problem with my boy C, so that means I have a problem with you.” Tyrone made a fist and before he could take any more actions, Coach Iron Will slid into the hallway. “You two!” he yelled. Tyrone quickly let go of him and stepped away. “Iron Will doesn’t tolerate fighting, unless it’s gym class! I'm taking you both to Principal Celestia’s office!” “Even me?” asked Trenderfoot. “I was the one who got attacked! I'm the victim!” Iron Will looked down at him. “Don’t apologize to me! You know what you did!” Iron Will grabbed both of them by their shoulders and led them to Celestia's office. Once inside, Celestia had them begin detailing the scene, starting with Trenderfoot. After a few minutes of rambling, Celestia stopped Trenderfoot to hear Tyrone’s side of the story. “Well, he pushed me so I tried to defend myself,” said Tyrone in a short and sweet response. “I understand that, and I know you’re new here, but Canterlot High has a strict anti-violence rule. I’m afraid I have to take action as an authority and ban you both from tonight’s Fall Formal dance. However, anymore violence from either of you, then there will be more severe problems.” Celestia got up from her chair and looked at her desk. “Speaking of which, we still have to get ready tonight for it, so I’m very busy. We still need to vote for Princess.” She dismissed them as Iron Will walked back up to them both. “Since they are planning the dance in the gymnasium, gym class will be outside today! Tell the others!” He quickly calmed down and spoke in a softer tone. “Actually, there might not even be a gym class today since everyone helps with the dance after lunch.” He sadly walked away with his shoulders slumped as Trenderfoot looked at Tyrone. “Make sure you tell your friend I’m still not done with him yet.” He pulled out his comb again and guided it through his hair. “What are you planning now?” “I don’t know, but until I’m satisfied, Clyde and you are my targets.” Trenderfoot left him as Tyrone stood in the empty hallway. He looked around and quickly remembered something. “Oh yeah, I have to go to class.” Instead of going to class, Tyrone waited in the bathroom stall for the bell to ring for lunch, which was still few hours away. To pass time, he pulled out his phone and began playing games, checking his social media sites, and checking out some professional basketball news. After hearing the bell ring and checking the time, he quickly ran out of the stall to find Clyde before he went to lunch. Tyrone ran around the mobs of hungry students to the classroom where Clyde should have left out of. He walked up to the door and looked inside the classroom to see Clyde sitting at a desk and staring at papers blankly. Tyrone walked in and quickly sat beside him. “What’s wrong?” “I don’t know T,” said Clyde in a dead state of mind. “I just don’t know why I have to do this problem.” Tyrone quickly grabbed the papers and looked through it. It was the same math test Clyde talked about before and from what he could tell, since there was a lot of work shown, it looked good for him. The last problem, however, was still blank. “Find the eighth degree Maclaurin polynomial for cos(x),” read Tyrone. He gave it a blank stare, laughing at it, and threw the paper back down. “I have no idea what any of that means. Let’s go, I have to tell you something.” Clyde looked back down at his test. “I have to do this first.” “You understand that?” Clyde nodded. “Yeah, it’s not that bad seeing how the derivative of cosine cycles through with sine after four steps.” Tyrone stared at him and began walking away. “Yeah, I’ll wait out here. That sounds lame. I’m a fan of two plus two.” Tyrone leaned on the wall across the hallway watching the students run into the cafeteria. After three minutes, Clyde walked out of the room. “You feeling better math pro?” Clyde shrugged. “I’m not that good at math. I guessed on at least half of those problems. Oh well. As long as I don't fail, right?” He felt his stomach gurgle and he held it. “What did you want? I’m starving and knowing my luck something awesome will happen at lunch so I don’t want to sit here the whole time.” “I promise we’ll make it back before lunch is over.” Tyrone began telling Clyde all the events that happened since he ran for his math test. From Rarity storming off on him, the shove, Iron Will, Celestia’s punishment which wasn’t even that bad for him, and to where they were now. “So you’re telling me he only did that to her because he thinks I like her?” asked Clyde. “I only talked to her once!” “I guess so. I wouldn’t worry about him though. He’s banned from the dance too.” Tyrone glanced over at Clyde with a sly grin. "It's really obvious you like her though. You're pretty bad at hiding it." Clyde blushed and looked away, giving slight coughs. "I am not!" He continued ignoring Tyrone until his face cooled down. “Aren’t you upset about being banned from this dance though? This could be your chance to impress Sunset Shimmer.” Tyrone shook his head “Nah, not really. I thought about just hanging out at my house, watch some exhibition basketball games. You can chill with me if you want.” “I’m not doing anything else important.” The school bell quickly ran throughout the halls and Tyrone and Clyde realized lunch was over and quickly ran towards the cafeteria. “T! You made me miss lunch! I bet something cool happened too!” Tyrone laughed. “I bet nothing happened. It’s not like they broke down in song about school spirit and put on some crazy accessories or something.” As they approached the cafeteria doors, they saw students walking out with pony tails and ears on and singing or dancing to a tune. Clyde looked at Tyrone with a death glare while he laughed and put an arm behind his head. Soon, Cannon walked out of the cafeteria with the same ears and tails the other students had on. “Dudes! You missed it!” “Missed what?” asked both of them. “You know those girls at that table we watched from a distance for like ten seconds? Well, turns out their one friend there is running for Princess for this dance tonight, so they decided to amp up the school spirit and broke out in song! We even got these tails and ears!” “How did the song go?” asked Clyde curiously and still in anger towards Tyrone. “Something about wanting to help Twilight win the crown and friendship. It was pretty cheesy, but at the same time, it was totally awesome. I’m so going to vote for her now!” Cannon spun on his foot and began walking away as Tyrone stopped him. “Ey, tell the boys to meet at my house tonight. I’m banned from this dance.” Cannon nodded and gave a salute as he walked towards the gymnasium to cast in his vote. “I’m guessing Twilight is that other girl who was beside Sunset Shimmer on that poster we saw earlier today,” said Clyde. “I guess, but if I had to vote, I’m voting for Sunset,” said Tyrone with a smirk. As they both watched more students head to the gymnasium, which they began to remember their names, Tyrone stopped Big Mac. “Are you going to gym class today Big Mac?” “Nope.” “Oh, so you are helping with the dance?” “Eeyup.” He walked away in stride as Tyrone turned back to Clyde. They decided to not bother with going to vote as they didn’t know either of them. They left for the soccer field outside where Iron Will and some boys were playing two-hand touch football. When Iron Will saw them he yelled at them for being late and told them to join the losing side. Until the end of the day, Tyrone and Clyde played until Iron Will blew the whistle and told them school was over. Tyrone and Clyde walked to their cars and started them up, waiting for all of the bus traffic to leave the school. Once the last bus leave the parking lot, Tyrone roared out of the lot and sped down the road, leaving a big exhaust smoke. Clyde laughed and began his drive back to his house. Once he returned home, he walked inside of his vacant house and crashed down onto his couch. Since his brother was in the Guard, Clyde had the house to himself. He didn’t mind being alone all the time, but it did bother and bore him some nights. He felt a vibration in his jeans and pulled out his phone to see a new text. Tyrone now Yo dawgs, come around 8. I ordered pizza. slide to reply Clyde noticed he was put in a group chat with his new friends and watched the flood of replies blow up his phone. Other than his brother’s old number, the only contacts he had in his phone were the group chat participants. He watched some of the texts, like Cannon yelling at Jeb, and laughed. He set the phone on the floor and decided to take a quick nap. Clyde woke up at a quarter to eight and yawned. He sat up and checked the time on his phone to see he had over one hundred new messages. He sighed and quickly got ready for Tyrone’s small hangout session. As he drove by the school, he saw a black limousine pull up in front of it. He watched it disappear in his rearview mirror, but before it completely faded, he swore he saw Twilight and the others get out of it. He shook his head and continued to Tyrone’s house party. When he pulled into the driveway he learned he was the first one there. He hopped out of his car and beeped the locks before knocking on the door. Tyrone answered and led him to his basement cave where a whole table of pizza was with four couches and a giant flatscreen. The downstairs itself was very spacious. Within the next hour and throughout the night, all of the boys came and together, they watched some movies, played video games, and ate pizza. While this all happened, the rest of the Canterlot High students danced at the Fall Formal and witnessed Sunset Shimmer’s transformation into a demonic creature that nearly blew up the school.