I opened my window to smell the refreshing smell of morning mist. The hoof steps of ponies hurrying to work could be heard. Birds were singing their usual morning song. It was a gorgeous, bright morning. Today was the first day of school at Canterlot University. A five star university only for the best of the best, I had earned my place there with hard work and determination.
"Octavia Melody, known all over Equestria for her amazing, fascinating, gorgeous music played on the cello," I whispered to myself, fantasizing of my great future. I gave out a sigh of accomplishment and relief. Finally after so many years of hard work, I have finally gotten to my last step to take, to become the world's greatest cello player.
"Alright, let's get going." I packed my bags and left for CU.
I finally arrived to CU. Around me were ponies of all kinds! Pegasi, Unicorns, Earth ponies, there were even griffins. I could also spot out a zebra! Then I gazed in awe at the majestic stature of Canterlot University. The entrance had a huge blue arch to it, with three large, yellow, droplet looking accents hanging down from it. The building itself looked like a castle. It had two large white towers on each corner of the university. The university itself was also white, and it was trimmed with blue on it edges. You could also tell that it had more than one floor to it. Beside the majestic castle looking school, were the dorms, that were basically a miniature version of the university.
I wonder where my classroom is gonna be... I wondered to myself. I grabbed a booklet that they handed out to us at the orientation from my bag,and looked at the map it had, where I circled where my classroom was. It was on the first floor. I followed the map, until I was able to arrive to my classroom.
The bell rung for class to start. What was odd is that this classroom had your common desks that you would find in a high school, rather than your usual long tables, or the seats set in rows with the movable small tables. Or at least I imagined to be like. To me this classroom looked exactly like a high school classroom, rather than a university classroom that I imagined it to be like. The professor had entered the room, grabbed a piece of chalk and wrote his name.
"Hello students. My name is Professor Wippinserth. I will begin to call for attendance, and just so you all know, I will not accept any excuses for tardiness unless I get a doctor's note that you are in the hospital on your death bed," he said firmly. The professor was a brown unicorn pony with a pen and and a scroll as his cutie mark. He also had a gray beard, that matched the colour of his mane. He began to call out names.
"Present," I responded in a monotone voice. He kept on calling out names, the list seemed to be endless. Echo's of 'here' or 'present' resounded through out the class room.
"Vinyl Scratch," he called out. No response. He grabbed his pen, and was about to mark down the pony absent when the door slammed open.
"Vinyl Scratch, is officially here everypony!" A white unicorn mare, with messy blue hair had walked into the room. She had headphones on her ears, and loud, noisome music could be heard blasting out out of the headphones. The professor looked at her with an annoyed face,
"Take a seat please, Ms. Scratch."
The mare obeyed, and sat down. Right. Behind. Me... She sat down and placed her belongings, down on the ground. Then she immediately, stood right back again,
"Does anypony here like dubstep, glitch hop, break beat, noise core, drum and bass," the mare kept on going and going and going. on genres of mostly electronic or rock music.
"Ms.Scratch, that would be enough," said the professor. She didn't stop. "Ms. Scratch," he called out. He began to grit his teeth, "Ms.Scratch." The annoying mare didn't listen and even began to talk about what the genres are like. "MS.VINYL SCRATCH, GET OUT OF MY CLASSROOM NOW!!!!" shouted the professor at the top of his lungs. His face had gotten completely red. I looked behind me to see the mare. She frowned and sat back down,
"Chill out dude, I was just explaining what those awesome types of music were like. Oh and to answer your question, no I will not leave," she said not afraid of the professor. My mouth hung wide open, and I think everyponies else's did too. You could here the professor grinding his teeth.
"Ms. Vinyl Scratch that was not a question, that was an order," he said raising his voice.
"And what gives you the right to order me around, huh? I came here to learn, and I have the right to do so. So don't take away a ponies future away from her," The mare responded boldly. I turned back around to see the professor, his eyes had become huge, and you could see a vein popping out of his head.
"Fine be that way. But I'll have you know that if something like this ever happens, I will have you removed from Canterlot University, and you will never be able to set hoof in this place ever again," he threatened. He turned around and levitated a chalk to begin writing
"Fine by me, do whatever you want, prof," she replied. The professor turned around, tightening his jaws at the sound of 'prof'. I placed a hoof on my forehead, I can't believe such a rude, annoying mare had sat behind me. This may or may not turn out to be one of my worst times of my life. I just hope she doesn't ruin my career I thought to myself. Then again how could she? As long as I avoid her, and don't get involved in anything that has to do with her, I'll be fine. Right?