I hated her, the way she always wanted more, never satisfied with what she got, nothing was ever good enough,I was never good enough...
"Victoria! "
I raised my head from my pillow."Whaat?"I asked groggily rubbing sleep my eyes.
Mother was standing there ,tapping her foot impatiently.
"You need to get up now,your going to miss your music class if you take any longer,and I don't want you to embarass me by making your tutors think Ive raised a slob!!"
She walked away taking care to flick her tail and turn so she could pass a final disapproving glance over her shoulder.
I sulked as I combed my mane,I began to contemplate my appearance,my dull brown mane was short and straggly,but the one thing that annoyed me most we're my glasses, they we're small and perched on the end of my nose making me look like a stupid old granny. I fantazised that someday I'll have my own style, I'll be a cool mare and everypony will want to be just like me,but that wouldn't happen until I got away from my mum.
I put on my saddlebag grabbed my violin, and headed out.
"Why don't you have breakfast before you leave?"
"Not hungry. "I grunted,earning a disapproving glance from my mother
"Have I not taught you how to use your manners!?"God, she's complaining about manners, she was the one who always looked down her nose at everypony,and talked over everyone.
I cantered down the road at a steady pace,it was a cold but bright Canterlot morning and I enoyed the melody of a few birds singing.
"Why do I even go to these lessons, I hate the violin, it's boring,I wish I could play the guitar or something really cool, and...!!"
I cut my rant short realizing a little too late that I was talking to myself rather loudly and everypony was looking at me.
I quickened my pace blushing all the while.
I realized that I should have had at least something small to eat as my stomach growled, earning a few glances from the more 'respectable' ponies that were walking along the street.
I found myself blushing once again.
As I turned the last corner I heard a faint, sound coming from a rather rundown looking building across the street.
I just stood their admiring the odd sound.A few other ponies passed by me,each going to their own destinations. I didn't pay much attention to any of them, however, one grey pony in particular adorned with a beutiful black main and purple cutie mark caught my attention. I found my self staring at her, I snapped out of my daze and wandered over to the to the building to investigate the music, all thoughts of a violin lesson abandoned.
Yet again I found myself gazing at the sign that crowned the building, "Spinnin Vinyls".
That signs a pretty colour I thought, blue,I wish my mane could be that colour...
"Hehe,Spinning Vinyls,sounds cool." As I was staring I slipped and fell, luckily the only damage done was a scratch to my violin case.
Well, mother wouldn't see it as a mere scratch, she would throw an absolute fit when she found out,she always did that, overeacting at every single tiny little detail.
I continued into the building , through the large doors and what I saw was... Amazing!!
I was met by strobing lights, dancing ponies, and some pretty damn awesome music but the greatest part of it all was the pony on a large stage at the front. Her pink mane, bounced and danced as she moved, and boy did she move. She was totally in sync with the music, she moved with...no...the music moved with her as she spun the discs on the turntable,shaping the sounds and creating a masterpiece of sound.
She glided round the table pressing various dials, buttons, and switches, my eyes where glued to her as I walked towards her.
Before I knew it, I had managed to climb onto the stage an walk towards her.
She was the life of the party, with each press of a button she changed the music and hence,the mood. She alone, was responsible for hundreds of ponies having a good time.
I realized just how stupid it was to climb on stage when someone threw a bottle at me.
"Mommy!!"I squealed as the bottle crashed on the floor next to me. The music stopped!...
The pony from the tuntable ran towards me, I thought she was going to hurt me so i screamed but she ran past me.
I just stood there ,dumbfounded.
"Hey!! "I spun round to see her shouting"what the he'll do you think your doing!!Huh?"
She was pointing at the red haired stallion who threw the bottle. Somehow his cheeks managed to get even redder than they already were.
He tried to shrink into the crowd but the Dj jumped off stage and dragged him to the door, he got the message and got the hell out of there.
I was still frozen on the stage when she returned.
"So, you ok?"
"Y-y-yes"i stammered. She took off her sun glasses and placed them on my head, I stared at her in confusion.
"Think of it as an apology for how rude these guys were."she winked at me and led me off stage.
"So kid, what's Yer name? "
"V-vic-v... "somehow Victoria didnt sound so good right now.
"Um"I desperately tried to think of something cool.
I glanced at one of the many posters that we're emblazened with the clubs name. I then glanced at the scratch on my violin case...
"My name, Is Vinyl Scratch!!
