//------------------------------// // Into The Halls Of Studying // Story: The Shimmer In Her Eyes, And The Sunset On Her Body // by MyLittleGeneration //------------------------------// Oh, you know what time it is, baby. School. You know, alarm clock running wild at 6:30 AM, you put yourself in some stupid clothes after figuring what to wear for the day, and then eating breakfast, then brushing your teeth, then you set off for that yellow vehicle known as the bus. Ya, it sucks, but luckily, I'm not crabby or anything. Thank goodness. So, the things ever so happen, and before I set off, my mother, who is the only one home because my dad leaves to work very early, tells me to have a good day at school. "Don't worry, mom." I told her. I gave her a quick hug. "Oh, honey," she responded. "I know your nervous, I can see it in ya." She pokes me in the chest, and she chuckles and gives me another hug, this time it was a "lucky hug." So, I walk my body over to the corner, and wait for that darn bus to make it up, but while waiting, I looked at some of the others waiting. Their were some girls wearing skirts, some guys looking cool with some slicked hair, some t-shirts with memes on it, and whatever. They didn't look bad or anything, so maybe I was right. They could be nice and friendly. When the bus drove up, I hopped on, and looked for a seat to sit in, and guess who was available to sit right next to. No, not that girl, it was nobody. No guys from the back dared to offer me a seat, which I thought of them as douches. Well, now that one thought of friendly may soon be crossed out now. But, I sit in my seat with my black backpack on my lap, and I look into the back of the bus. Guess this is where the cool guys sit?, I thought. But, hey. Guess who was talking in the back to some girls. That one girl. I really wanna know her darn name, now. But the time will come. I kinda wanted to have a head in the conversation they were having, but again, I have that nervous thing going on. Besides, I was kinda far away from her, as she was in the last seat in the back, and I was in the middle. So, to pass the time, I thought of where I had to go. I talked to some of my teachers, saw my rooms, and was lead by a student who knew the whole thing like it was her home for heaven's sake. So, I got that down the list. In case I forget, I had my schedule tucked in my pocket of my jacket. Well, that was quick. I mean, it would still be a while until we make it to Canterlot High School, and there was nobody to talk to. Though the looks in the middle was friendly and such, they were still talking to their friends and such, and I think maybe I shouldn't strangely join in. Because I'm just like that. So, I put on my ear buds, and listen to some Main Drag on my ipod, like Jagged Gorgeous Winter and What's Your Favorite Dinosaur. It sounded so dreamlike. And when the second song ends, I noticed the giant building through my window. What a wonder. And I also noticed the row of buses and crowds of students in a huge blend of colors. I'm not the best in crowds, and I'm not SUPER bad, I'm just kinda anxious in crowds sometimes, like people just looking at you like if you are just a freak. God, I have to stop being negative. I have to settle in school now, so put on your man pants and be a man. Alright. The bus doors open, and the students get off. While getting off, I quickly turn my head to take a glimpse at the amber-skinned girl, who was giggling, and soon take a notice that one of the girls noticed me looking at them, and I face forward fast. Oh, and some big jerk behind me shoved me in such a hurry. Well, sorry, mate. I hop off and head forward through the main doors, and move to my first class: Reading and Language Arts. Soft and easy start, so I'll take it. I walk through the halls, which were bustling with those people who are in a rush, like as if their life was on a single thread, and if late, it will be cut. Literally how it felt and looked. As some small guy ran past and I look back at him, thinking him as a lunatic, wanting to yell at him, I bump into a certain someone. As the books were sprawled, I look up. "Oh, I'm sorry." said the deep voice. I had a second until I got the voice noticed. It was familiar. I look at him, and it was exactly who I thought it was. The son of a gun, best friend, Arin Raptor. "Yo!" I told him as he finished picking up his books. He looked at me and realized that it was Travis Rayne who yelled at him. "Hey!" Arin said merrily. Arin here was a true friend back then. Before he moved to here, apparently, he always talked to me like a buddy, and I talked to him, like a buddy. He always had the cracking jokes rolling in, which were always funny and cool to listen to. He was in all of my classes in the past, and we stood together, working on homework like brothers. Oh, the good times. When he had to leave, due to his father's sad fate in a terrorist incident, he had to move in with his mother, who lived in a huge house he told me before he took off in his mom's car to the house. The year after his disappearance was depressing, as nobody were really looking that much forward for an interesting conversation with me. Like what, do I smell? Am I ugly? Am I boring? I always shrug when thinking. But anyways, I tell him where he's heading off to. "Dude," he said. "Are you going to Mr. Blazing?" Well, it couldn't get better. He was in the same class as I. "Yeah!" I answered. We bumped fists, and then friendship vibes ran through. Oh, the good old times. It was good to see an old friend again. Wonder what he went through here. We entered the classroom with only two minutes before the late bell rung, in which afterwards, the announcements would go rambling on. I took a seat next to him really quick, before the possibility of being separated when the teacher lists the seats. "So, how was life here, mate?" I asked Arin. He just shrugged. "It's about alright." Arin responded. "I mean, got some friends and all, but really, it's been normal and average." Soon, the bell rings. And guess who comes in the room before the bell rings. The teacher's assistant. AND the girl. Quickly, I turn to Arin, praying to god he knew her name. "Hey, Arin," I whispered. "Do you know that girl's name?" I pointed to her. Arin moved his head slightly. "Oh, her?" He then turned towards me, giving off a little smirk. "You got the nerves to attempt another one?" I rolled my eyes. "Arin, please." I angrily told him. "Sunset Shimmer." Arin responded with the smirk lost. Sunset Shimmer? Nice name. I'll give her that. The announcements come by, talking about some clubs and other events in the future of time. Mr. Blazing then stands up, and tells the class to settle down so he may speak. The class grows silent, and he reads off the seating chart. "In the back row," he stated. "Arin Raptor, Travis Rayne, Sunset Shimmer..." I soon get a quick heart beat. That girl, now known as Sunset Shimmer, is going to be sitting next to me. Are the stars aligning in this one? I soon take my seat, and so do they. I soon start to think more about Sunset, as she is wearing the awesome clothes she wore yesterday. As soon as the teacher finishes, he, of course, introduces me to everybody. "Class, we have a new student here," Mr. Blazing said loud and clear. "I want to introduce you to Travis Rayne." Everyone then looks at me. I feel nervous, as I hate being noticed by all. I mean, attention is awesome, but I don't think I'm prepared yet. But, he then starts to then talk about how everyone's doing, and what happened during their three-day weekend, due to Friday being a teacher institute. But suddenly, a finger tapped my left shoulder. Arin was on my right, which leads to...Sunset Shimmer. I nearly died taking the notice. I turned my head, and she smiled at me, in which she then said, "Hi, my name is Sunset Shimmer." She reached her hand out for a handshake, or a greeting. I reach my hand slowly, and shake it. "Hi, Shimmer. Travis Rayne." I told her. Felt stupid telling her my name when the teacher clearly stated it in front of the class, but anyways, her skin felt yet so smooth and so nice. She was being really friendly by then. "So, new?" she asked. I was getting really tensed then, rubbing the back of my head. "Uh, yeah." I responded. "Came from Caesar High." She smiled again, showing her sparkling teeth. God the looks on her. "Caesar High? Not bad, man." she responded. I started to now really get nervous. My god, WHY? I felt my pits sweating a bit. Sorry for that armpit image, but it's called describing, dude. I cracked a half-smile, then really showed a smile once she kinda giggled at my half-smile. Huh, this is actually going well. Until Mr. Blazing coughed very loudly, getting our attention. "Sorry." I said, feeling embarrassed. "Sorry is not an answer," he said. "I just want you both to focus, alrighty?" We both nodded in sync. Which felt cool. I then turn to Arin, raising his brows at me, smiling. I mouthed, Shut up, at him, and looked forward, paying attention to Mr. Blazing, in which we then started to read a following book about a group of teens fighting for freedom in a future Communist world. Surprisingly, it got my attention, because I hate reading. And yet, Sunset got into the book, too. I sometimes took a glance at Sunset reading the book whenever we had some boring and stupid part in the book, basically it was slow at the start. Sunset, I think, noticed me looking at her once, and I quickly turned back into the book, not trying to be creepy and look at her ever again. By the way, she looks cute and funny when she reads. A little nerdy, too. But any ways, the class kept going in motion, for Reading and Language Arts was two periods, and there were eight. After that, I looked at my schedule, getting a punch to the gut. Next up: GYM.