School Daze

So yeah I had to listen to Miss Cheerilee ramble on about algebraic junk while holding my breakfast in because of nerves. I might talk big, but I am just a pony and nerves are what gets to me. The clock ticked as I looked over to the big mare in school- Diamond Tiara. Diamond Tiara, the most perfect and greatest pony ever if you ask her dad, was an insufferable pony that lorded over her bullied subjects. I had to keep my eye on her.

Miss Cheerilee wrote a little math problem on the board. A squared plus B squared equals C squared. If C is 25 then what are the lengths of the sides? That kinda fun.

“Twist, what is the answer?”

Twist shuffled in her seat; her glasses giving her an ancient, aged look. “Three four and five.” I smiled as I remembered the first time I met Twist. ‘Good that she grew out of that tongue twisting phase of hers. That was annoying.’

Meanwhile I stared out the window and saw a bird perch on the windowsill. Its eyes begged me to open the window and let it in. It was a little blue jay and I grimaced as she remembered the first time I had seen a bird .That had been when I was six. On a hunting trip that turned ugly fast just for the memory of the fire. I was lucky that I didn’t puke up my lunch right then and there; for I had done so the last few mornings. Today, I was a different pony, a pony that could get things done.

“Good, good. But you didn’t elaborate on the problem here.” I internally laughed as Cheerilee said that. ‘I haven’t elaborated enough? Well get ready for soon you’ll hear my story.’  “Would anypony want to explain?” I raised my hand expectantly, but Cheerilee called on Snails.

“Uhm, either A or B could be three or four.” Snails spoke in his monotone voice. I knew from experience the signs of an idiot. Snails hit all of them. The glazed, unblinking expression, the plodding gait, the annoying laugh, the sheer stupidity of him radiated off his body like rays of Celestia’s sun.

I tuned out the rest of the lesson. It all boiled down to an education that would get me nothing and I would stay in this town. I could stay only so much stupidity, The Apple Family I could stand but they had some days...the others were a jumbled mess of psychedelic colors swirled into a murky haze that permeated the town with crazy.

I was broken out of her stupor when the intercom spoke. “Babs Seed to the office please.” I nodded at Cheerilee, rose from my desk, and left the room. My stomach felt as it was doing flips and I could swear that Cheerilee was  coming after me, her body contorted into a painful spasm of nerves and muscles. “We don’t need you here...why don’t you die...or go to the mental hospital...girls like you go to stay there...so go you bag of good for nothing.’

I turned and searched for the pipe wrench that had disappeared from my saddlebags. I wasn’t afraid for I knew real fear. And it was much worse than the mental images that were dancing around my brain. I smiled as I stalked my way to the office,