Why, heavens! Look at the time!
"Fuck!"
"I overslept, great, now I'm fucked, fuck, where's my jacket?"
Nimble Thought galloped around his room, six walls, bed, desk, door, window, bookshelf, record player, and a chest for his clothes; all of it arranged in such exquisite fashion that screamed: "I dunno, just put it over there."
hoping to get ready for school in time, Nimble's brain quickly started compiling a schedule, he'd already been late twice this week and he was at risk of being suspended.
"Ok, fuck, It's 6:19, class starts in approximately 10 minutes and school is about 5 minutes away, I can eat breakfast and take a quick shower, where's my fucking jacket!?, after that I'll have to gallop all the way to school, bu I think I ca..."
"6:20, fuck the shower, I'll just throw on some deodorant; Ha! There's my jacket!, Oh! I think I hear the toaster."
Nimble slipped on his jacket with the speed that only comes with years of practice, a leather brown jacket with long sleeves that made contrast for his light blue coat,threw on his school saddlebag "Celestia, this thing is heavy." the schedule was done,
He burst out of his room and down the hallway into the bathroom, he knocked gently before opening the door half a second later, he looked at himself on the mirror for a moment, light blue coat, face like a drunk comedian, green eyes, dark mane over his horn and an equally colored tail over his remarkably un-sexy ass, hairstyle frozen in time at 5Am (Just the way he liked it.) and his body, somehow slightly fat but weak and limp as shit, his cutie mark, an old piece of golden parchmentnext.
"Stop looking at yourself you sexy beast, we are late!"
he took the deodorant and did a quick spray on his body, with no time to waste he galloped down the hallway towards the kitchen, slowing his pace only when he passed next to his mother's room; he trotted into the kitchen, picked
up the toasts with his magic and added a scoop of grape jelly and another one with cheese dip, he wrapped his creation on a pink napkin and quickly trotted out the front door making sure to lock the door and take a last glance at the clock, 6:24.
"Shit!"
Nimble locked the door and started galloping towards school, it was a bright and cloudless morning in Trottingham, as always; the sun was already over the horizon as was to be expected in early summer, but even at this ungodly hour the air was hot and dry over Trottingham.... as always.
"What time is it? I think I'm more than halfway there bu, ClockTowerNextBlock, t how do I... ok there, 6:28.... Fuck!"
Nimble kept galloping as he passed in front of the church (2nd Church of Harmony of the south Trottingham area, to be more pedantic.), he gave a quick wave towards SnowLight, a light brown stallion who kept the church clean and lived in it's boiler room; SnowLight was five years older than NimbleThought and never did finish school, he said they couldn't handle his ideas.
NimbleThought smmiled when he started to see the school building grow on the near horizon, it was just a few more blocks away, he could see his classmates hanging around the front yard.
"RRRRRRRRRRRIRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING" "RING RING"
"Huzzah! Bitches!**"
As all the ponies walked trough the front door Nimble caught up with them, slowing his pace down to a trot, he started looking over the crowd for Trebble, his eyes skimmed the crowd for the black coated pegasus while his mind, absent, reviewed his improvised and chaotic schedule for the day.
"Ok, first class today is... what day is it? Friday, ok, it's 6:32 first class is physics, Professor Quilltip, no problem, next is mathematics and literature, great no problem there, afterwards i have some free time which i should use to, Trebble is behind me, do my geography homework and then... "
"Blaw!" yelled Trebble as he tried to scare Nimble from behind, his expression turned annoyed when Nimble turned around calmly without flinching "Hi!"
Nimble and Trebble trotted down the hallway next to each other, Nimble Thought thought they must have looked funny, Trebble's black coat and bright blue hair making match to his own light blue coat and black hair (Actually a very deep blue, but Nimble would never admit to that.)
"One of this days Nim, I'm going to scare the living shit out of you and it's going to be awesome."
"Sure, keep telling yourself that, hey how's that song coming out?"
"Sssh! don't talk about it! I have to go the whole day without thinking about my music, that way I'll be full of ideas and finally finish that piece of shit."
"That probably won't work, he's just desperate to finish. physics classroom in two doors."
"Just how long have you been working on it?"
"Can think about it! Lalalalalala, can't hear you!"
"We're about to reach my classroom, anything you'd like to say asides from that giberish?"
"I finished that book you lent me."
"Thoughts?" the two stopped next to the door into Nimble's class as the other students trotted in.
"Way fucking longer than it needs to be, I swear I could write my character eating breakfast in less than 14 pages."
"Remember the last time you wrote something?"
"Uhhh... ok, bye."
Nimble smiled.
"Bye."
They both brohoofed and parted ways, Nimble entered the Classroom and sat down near the back, knowing that the class was going to be boring as fuck, he glanced out the window and looked around him, he was sitting next to a yellow earth pony with a small curly black mane and a water gun cutie-mark... seriously a water gun cutie mark,poor bastard.
He looked over to the other side, towards the window, he froze for a moment as he examined the young unicorn mare sitting there, she was wearing a pink top and her hair was a flowing rainbow against her soft pink coat, she wore socks on her hind legs and her cutie-mark was a ribbon, almost shaped like a möbius strip, moving forever,, and there was something else, one her forehead, exactly where her horn would be, had she been a unicorn and not a pegasus, there was a bulge in her hair, not really noticeable, but impossible to ignore from this angle, only one thought crossed Nimble's mind as he looked at her.
"Fugly bitch."
