September 15th, a new week of classes started. I had a blast this past Saturday playing arcades with my Bro while giving me the chance to understand somewhat better what was happening around school. Sunset Shimmer was a bitch, got defeated by a convenient super girl and then became someone likable after a series of events with the help of her friends. Dancer hated Sunset for ambiguous reasons concerning the ‘Fall Formal’ from a few years ago and even Lightbulb was stressed with the fact that she didn't trust him in that particular subject.
Adding what Applejack, Rainbow and Pinkamena said to me about making the school a better place in terms of social stability, the only logical explanation that I have is that the ‘Idol Six’ objective was to make everybody equal and give them a chance to make friends. Naive if you asked me, there are several reasons why this fantasy of them cannot work in the first place but… better to leave things as they are.
Classes were going as usual with a bit of spice to the formula; some students were still giving me the mean look, Rainbow was grumpier than ever and finally, Twilight interacted with me less than before. The subtle changes were perceivable when you focused real hard in your surroundings. It made me feel stressed but perhaps this is what I need right now. For them to notice that some people don’t need that much interaction with others is an important lesson in life that they needed to learn.
Lunch time arrived and I bought my usual combo and proceeded to go to my favorite spot to eat. I was one-hundred percent sure that nothing will go wrong in my breakfast.
“Ah… Beautiful peace and silence.”
As I started to eat, my phone rang with a custom ‘guitar power stroke’ tone. Oh! It was her!
-?????: Feeling better from what you texted me yesterday?
-Nitpick: Yep, some people still look at me weird but whatever.
-?????: Idiots. Anyway, do you have free time in the evenings of this week?
-Nitpick: You don’t need to ask me that. What do you want?
-?????: In the public gym center of the suburbs, there is going to come a legend of sports called Wind Rider. Class size is limited and I want you to make me company, especially for our special reason that is coming soon.
-Nitpick: Will she come? The others are still in Canterlot so they are out of the question.
-?????: She is going to be busy until Thursday so it would be a waste for her to subscribe. Shame, it would have been fun.
-Nitpick: Count me in! I’ll use my old, sports uniform so you can recognize me.
-?????: PERFECT! I am in the registration stand in the school right now. Since we can invite one friend or family member, I will put you as my partner. I must thank my luck for being in a recognized school.
-Nitpick: Boot licker.
-?????: Asshole, aaaaaand done. Let’s meet at the gym at seventeen hundred hours. Thanks for always supporting me in everything.
-Nitpick: Only for you.
-?????: (. ﾟーﾟ) づ
Great! I don’t like excessive physical activity but I always make an exception for her. I cannot wait for classes to be over soon. Now I only need to finish eating my breakfast and wait for this school day to end.
“Nitpick.”
OH, COME ON!
“Yes?”
Rainbow Dash crouched in front of me. Her face was unexpectedly calmer compared to the last time.
“Please apologize to Fluttershy.”
“What!? Why?”
“For what you did during last Friday in the shelter event.”
“Those rats needed to be eliminated! The neighborhood wanted them gone as soon as possible!”
“I don’t like rats either but please, please, please, please! Say sorry to Fluttershy! I am begging you!”
She clapped her hands while gracefully bowing her head.
“Why are you doing this? There is no reason for you to do that!”
“Because she is my friend! My very first friend, in fact! I have known her since we lived in Cloudsdale during our elementary years. I know when she is sad and frustrated. Whatever happened that day, please apologize. I cannot bear to see her depressed. You say you have friends, you must understand what I am feeling right now! I’ll do whatever you want!”
She humbled herself before me. Her usual, confident and admittedly cool attitude was replaced with a soft expression that told me she would really do what I wanted. I could ask for lots of things like make the sport class assistance optional, for example, but if I do that in her current state, it would be a kind of blackmailing…I can’t do that.
“What about the soccer team and Pinkamena?”
“I am still mad about what you did to Pinkie Pie, but she is fine now, no thanks to you.”
I can’t blame you if you are still mad at me.
“And between the soccer team and Fluttershy, well, you can see who takes priority in my books.”
You truly are a loyal friend, I can give you that. But…
“Sorry, can’t do that. Like I said to Applejack the other day, a half-ass apology will-“
“WHAT!? I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU! I am trying to be nice and you say you won’t apology!?”
I was growing sick and tired that some people in this place kept interrupting me before I finish what I want say!
“My apology needs to be real! How can I say ‘Sorry’ if I don’t feel it? As a matter of fact, it’s not my fault!”
“Of course it is!”
“Why?”
“You tried to harm a rat! Fluttershy doesn't like animal violence!”
“How the hell I am supposed to know that if no one tells me that kind of information in the first place?”
“You would if you were friendly to everybody!”
Control. Rage! Must. Calm. Down!
“Please, go. You are angering me.”
“You have pissed me off since day one.”
“So much for the friendly attitude you try to preach.”
“I… Forget it, I’m done. Mark my words. The day you need help from someone, they will not aid you”
“What are you going to do? Tell them that I am an asshole so they don’t talk to me?”
“I don’t need to that, everyone believes you are jerk.” She got up and started walking away “Excluding Lightbulb and Dancer, I don’t want to imagine what kind of friends you had in Crystal Prep.”
As soon as I couldn't hear her steps anymore, I just asked to myself a proper and insightful question.
“WHO THE FUCK IS ‘EVERYBODY’?”
And just like that, I was back to square one in my anger issue. My fun and relaxing time with Lightbulb, wasted in a single talk. I can be pissed off and show it, but I never have exploded to anyone. It nearly happened with Flash, but Rainbow Dash…Oh! She is horribly testing my patience limits. If she had asked me some days later with the humble attitude she had a while ago, I could have apologized, even if it wasn't my fault in the first place.
...
Classes ended swiftly. I felt that Twilight was a little uncomfortable during Informatics, probably because she heard about my feud with Fluttershy from one of her friends. Whatever, I got straight home and started to prepare for today’s training. My friend and teammate will fix and reinforce what Dash ruined.
I took the bus to the suburbs and once there, I walked a few block until I arrived to the public gym of the zone. There were very few people inside, at least thirty-some or more. I arrived earlier as always. Once I was given my guest card in the registration booth, I got inside and waited for my friend to arrive.
I know I will have a blast with her! This week was going to be perfect, fun, relaxing and no… Oh no, no, no, no, no, NO! What are you doing here!? Why of all the places in the world you must be here in this event!?
Some of the Champion Class students of Crystal Prep’s middle social class arrived. CHS and Crystal Prep shared a similar social group system, the ‘Their kind’ hierarchy, the fashionistas, rockers and so on. But Crystal Prep had other one that CHS definitely lacks; the Social Pyramid. This was divided in four levels of power.
The first one consisted of the Principal, the Dean and the professors. In other words, the successful and professional people. This was the second least populated level.
The second level was the rich people with either being the inheritors of big companies or came from royal roots. This was the least populated level.
The third level was the medium-high class people who possessed enough money, talent, beauty and so forth to be popular and recognized. This was the second most populated level.
And finally, the fourth level, the lower class. People, who were ‘normal’ to Crystal Prep’s standards, belonged here. The most populated level. And I belonged there, once.
Every level is represented by the Champions, the best of the best of each category. Being a Champion, no matter the power status, was pretty great for the academy’s standard and at the head of the pack was a Champion, or should I say, a second-in-command that I didn't want to see again; Indigo 'Lighting bolt' Zap!
I have a bad history with her. Really bad history. I hope she doesn't see me during these training days. Tomorrow I will definitely bring a generic sport suit to be less recognizable. Even so, this is going in a bad direction, I hope it doesn't turn any worse than this.
“Oh, My Gosh! Oh, My Gosh! Oh, My Gosh! Hurry, Twilight! Wind Rider will arrive soon!”
“Waaah! Don’t pull me this hard, Rainbow Dash!”
This turned bad really quickly… but this couldn't get any worse. I know it!
My phone rang with a ‘guitar power stroke’ tone so I read her message.
-?????: Grandpops forgot his keys in the house so I’ll arrive late.
…Crap.