A life long lesson

High school was strange, to say the least. Literally everypony had their cutie marks except me, well there was this one colt who still didn't have his, thank Celestia. He was the one who re-introduced me to the magic of friendship. In a world where I was almost always the odd one out, I found another pony who felt the exact same way.

It was lunch time and I had just finished scarfing down my fruit salad when I noticed a pony sitting next to me. He was a Pegasus with a midnight blue coat, and silvery blue mane and tail. His eyes were as crimson as blood. The strangest feature about him however, were his wings. His feathers were the same color as his mane and tail, the color of his coat slowly faded as I traced the tendons of his wings and found there was such a grey area (so to speak) that I couldn't tell the line between blue and silver. It looked as though the blue was being sucked out of the wings to be slowly replaced with silver. He was one of the most amazing ponies I had ever seen. I've only seen pictures of Celestia, but I doubt even her magically flowing mane could compete with the specimen I was sitting next to.

Unfortunately, I realized too late that he might be sensitive about his appearance, and I've been starring at him for the last minute. I've always struggled with social situations. So to break the tension, I introduced myself.

"Hey, my name's Mad Bolt. What's yours?" I asked lamely. To my surprise, he seemed to perk up at that more than a little colt on Hearth's Warming morning.

"Wow, you are the first pony I've ever met who greeted me with your name instead of making fun of my eyes or wings." He replied before sobering up a bit and then looking strait up sad. "But I bet your still making fun of me in your head, you were starring at me like some kind of monster... my name is Shadow Storm by the way." He finished with a mix of sadness and anger.

That got a strange reaction out of me. "I WAS NOT! I was marveling at how amazing it is that your so different from the average pony! I've never met anypony with your color scheme before and it is magnificent!" I yelled passionately. Okay, I sounded WAY too defensive than those sentences deserved.

"Whatever. I've never met a single pony who has ever been able to stand me for my appearance. Plus there's the fact that ponies seem to get depressed around me." He said coldly, and with a hint of apathy.

"I can't imagine why." I mumbled under my breath.

"Anyway, why should I even believe you? Your most likely lying to either spare my feelings because your one of those ponies who thinks if somepony isn't as nice as you, you should still try to not show it, or your trying to fake me out because you're a jerk. Well guess what? I don't give a flying feather! Just leave me alone! Nopony has ever genuinely wanted to be my friend, and nopony ever will!" He finished that last sentence with a hint sadness in his voice, and water in his eyes.

This struck a nerve in me. Was he mocking me?! Was he making fun of my life?! I had reached the point beyond reason, and my horn started to glow. "HOW DARE YOU! I'VE BEEN MOCKED AND BULLIED FOR THE PAST FEW YEARS BECAUSE OF A MENTAL DISABILITY! Now here you come sobbing about how nopony wants to be your friend, when I've never even had a real friend!?" At this point a few sparks started generating around my horn. "Everypony I've ever met has always thought I was really weird, and it all got worse when I found out I have OAHD!" The sparks got bigger. "Now people have a reason to avoid me! I can't completely control my bucking magic!" At this time you could see sparks flying through the air and striking random spots on the ground leaving a charred circle of grass. By the time I finally realized what was going on, it was too late. My magic had already gained to much momentum. The next thing that happened was the strangest thing I had ever witnessed.
Now, this had never happened before, sure, but it's what happened next is what made literally no sense. All my magic had been released, and it had hit Shadow Storm, but what could have killed him, or at least have him spasming uncontrollably, just struck him square in the head, right between the eyes, all at once, and then his wings started flipping out. It looked like they each had a mind of their own, and they were having an argument about who was crazier. The next thing I knew, his wings went stiff, and pointed to a near by cloud. Then they released what was once a deadly charge of electromagnetic energy, but is now a charged storm cloud.

A few minutes passed by before anyone said anything. I broke the silence. "How did you do that!?!?" Was all I could say.

"I don't know, I thought you did that."

"I can't control my magic like that, if at all during fits of strong emotion, especially negative emotional fits."

At that point, I noticed we had drawn quite a crowd in our fight, and I could see teachers heading our way.

"Well buck." Was all I got out before we were whisked off in a teacher's magic.