Vinyl's POV
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
My magenta eyes fluttered open as my alarm clock woke me up. I groaned in annoyance, as I pressed the snooze button as usual, but two seconds later, my step-mom, Lyrica, rushed in.
"Vinyl Symphony Scratch! Get your butt out of bed!" I hated her so much! She was strict, but unfortunately she was all I had. My mother died when she gave birth to me and my father had my father died in a car crash when I was 13-years-old. She came over and sprayed my face with water.
"Stop! Okay I'm up! I'm not a dog! You don't need to sprits me with water!" I said, annoyed, wiping my face on my blue blanket.
"When you learn to behave I won't have to spray you with water! Now get your ass out of your bed!" she shouted, as she slapped my arm.
"Ow! What the hell was that for?!"
"You know how much I hate to repeat myself!" she shouted, walking out, and slamming the door behind her.
I scratched my head and looked around the room. It was clean, except the fact that were empty soda cans on the floor, and some wires from my DJ equipment, but everything else was neat. If my room was a mess Lyrica would beat me to death. She would abuse me when my dad wasn't home. I never told him she abused me because I figured he'd never believe me. I'd just tell him I got hurt doing crazy kid-like stuff. She seems sweet and innocent, but on the inside she's a fucking bitch.
I got out of my bed, and made it. My sheets were white and my blanket and pillow were a dark electric blue, that matched some parts of my hair. I took off my red t shirt and my underwear. I put on a new pair of underwear, purple leggings, a white skirt, a matching white, a white shirt with a zipper, my purple hand gloves, some socks, and my blue high tops. I brushed my "messier" hair. I walked downstairs to eat breakfast.
"Eat. Now. I have things I need to get down without you worthless thing being in the way."
"Yes Mom."
"What did I say about calling me that?!" she shouted at me.
"Yes MA'AM." I ate the piece of toast and the orange in front of me.
I cleaned up my plate and went upstairs to brush my teeth. I put the mint toothpaste on my toothbrush and brushed my teeth. After that was done, I looked at my clock. 7:00 am. School started in a half an hour and I told my friends I'd meet up with them on the first day, so I put my shades on, put my headphones in my backpack, made sure I had everything in my white backpack, and walked out the door.
I got in my white convertible and drove off. My dad was rich, so I live in a big house, and I have a car. Lyrica buys me stuff sometimes, but most of the money went to her when he died, so she uses it on herself. She just bought me a car so she didn't have to drive me places anymore.
As I was driving and listening to music, I saw the most amazing thing ever! There was a beautiful girl with black hair that reached her butt, and gray skin walking on the sidewalk. She had on a pink skirt that reached down to her knees, a white shirt with a purple vest, white knee high socks, and black flats. She also wore a pink bow tie. I watched her as she walked across the street with a cello case and a purple backpack with a black treble clef on her back. She was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. I'm a lesbian. Guessing you probably already knew that though. I'm not really into fancy, snobby chicks, but she seemed different. I honked my horn at her.
"Hey! Need a ride?!" I called. She turned around.
"Me?"
"Yeah. That's a lot of stuff your carrying and I have the room."
"I don't know."
"Well where are you going?"
"Canterlot High."
"So am I. Come on, hop in." She seemed a little skeptical, but eventually came in. She put her cello case and her backpack in the back along with mine and buckled up. I started driving.
"What's your name?" I asked her.
"Octavia Melody. And yours?"
"Vinyl Scratch."
"Oh. How far away is the school from here?" she asked me, seeming a bit worried.
"About 5 minutes if you drive. If you walk it'll take you about 15 minutes."
"Oh. Well thank you for driving me Miss Scratch."
"Please. Call me Vinyl. No need for the formal crap. Do you mind if I call you Octy?"
"Octy?"
"Yeah. You know. It's short for Octavia."
"Sure. I don't mind.</p>
"Cool." Before I knew it we were at school. We got our stuff and got out of the car.
"Come on. I'll introduce you to my friends."
"Alright." She seemed really nervous.
"Don't be so nervous. You'll be fine. Canterlot High is a great school."
"Okay."
"Hey guys." I said to my friends Lyra, Bon Bon, and Derpy.
"This is Octavia." They all greeted her. Octavia stood behind me a little bit.
"She's a little nervous." I said.
"Don't be nervous." Lyra said.
"Vinyl." Bon Bon said.
"Huh?"
"What's that on your arm?" she asked, pointing to a black and blue spot on my arm. I gasped and covered it with my hand.
"N....nothing Bon." I said, smiling weakly. She pulled my hand off of my arm.
"That doesn't look like nothing!" she shouted.
"I'm fine."
"Did she hit you again?" Lyra asked.
"Relax. She just slapped me. It wasn't-"
"She slapped you?" Derpy asked, getting tears in her eyes.
"Derpy don't cry. Please." I said to her.
"Are you alright?" Octavia asked me.
"Yeah I'm fine." I said to her.
"No she's not." Lyra said.
"GUYS I'M FINE!" I shouted.
"Sorry I didn't mean to snap. I'm gonna go." I said, running away. I heard my friends call after me, but I didn't look back. I ran, with my shades on, so no one saw me crying. I went into the gym, waiting to be dismissed. Pinkie Pie sat next to me.
"Hey Vinyl." she said, smiling. I quickly wiped my tears.
"Hey Pinkie." I said, as normal as possible.
"Are you okay?" she asked me, her smile fading.
"Yeah. I'm fine."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"Okie dokie lokie." she said. The gym teacher blew the whistle and we went off to homeroom.