What the frick?!

by Cool writer


...To Show to Dad I'm Not a Fool

"You sure you want to do this?" Lyra asked, gripping my hoof. I nodded.
"We can't just, hide away forever now, can't we?" I said, ruffling my sister's mane. Me and her- wait... Her and I (gotta fix up that grammar, because...) we are going back to school. It sucks because we missed a week... but thank Celestia it was only a week. It would be sooo much worse if it was any more! Any one who has ever missed a week of school knows how much of a nightmare it can be. I spent the whole weekend practicing flying, and I can do it! I can't go very fast... yet... but hey! I. Can. FLY! I would have preferred to fly to school, get more practice in, but mom said it would freak people out, and draw unnecessary attention to myself. I had to fight with the urge to roll my eyes when she said that last part. I mean, really, I'm a yellow freakin' pegasis, what kind of person wouldn't double take at seeing that. We'll have all eyes on us when we step out of the car in five seconds.
"Bell's about to ring, you better get out." Mom said. "Good luck, I love you!" Mom motioned for us to get out of the car. I pushed the door open, and stepped out.

You know how, when you call something before it happens, and you're super excited? ... Yeah... this is not that. Everyone was looking at us. I just looked at the floor, and kept walking. I started thinking about if I were half human... Back when I was a 10, I would be walking in a hall full of perverts... yeah, I think it's better this way. If I can avoid changing half way again, I will. And besides, being full pony is better anyway. The bell rang shortly after we entered the building. Me and Lyra split up for our first class, I wish we didn't, more now than I could have ever then.