The Final Year

The bell rang after a few minutes and after about thirty seconds of nopony coming out I tentatively pushed the door open and walked in, finding the room empty and the lights off. I moved into the room, searching for the light switch but only found the wall. I slid along the wall and eventually hit something, only a few hoof steps away from the door, but it definitely wasn't the light switch. There was a bright flash and suddenly I was upside down, hanging by magical threads attached to the ceiling. Somebody came in and flipped the light on using magic and I started to flail around to get the market's attention.

"Hey, quick, get me out of this shit before a teacher comes," I said.

"Excuse me but what did you just say," she asked, her pale eyes landing on me, one of them partially hidden by her mane, a mix of a pale pink and light purple.

"I said get me the hell out of this," I repeated.

"I'll get you something alright," she said, moving over to the desk in the corner of the room.

"Wait, what? You're joking right," I said, giving her an incredulous look. "You're not a fucking teacher. Now seriously get me down from here.

She wasn't a teacher, was she? She was simply too...young. There was no possible way that she was a teacher, and yet seen was grabbing the referral pad and writing out a referral.

"Now I can only assume you're Trebb seeming as how you're not one of my regular students, I'm right, aren't I," she asked.

"Yes," I admitted, hanging my head in defeat.

And then Rose entered the room. Her eyes landed on me and she came to a complete stop, simply staring at me.

"Trebb, what in the world have you gotten yourself into," she asked.

"I don't know," I admitted, "but could you please tell whoever this is to get me the help down."

Rose shifted her gaze from me to the mare at the desk, her eyes widening. "Trebb, stop."

"Why, you can't seriously be in on this joke," I argued.

"Trebb, that's Ms. Belle," she said.

"Wait you mean..."

Sweetie Belle walked over to me and lifted the referral up in front of my face. "Head over to Scootaloo's office."

"I kinda can't," I argued, feeling a blush creeping up my face as more students walked into the room.

"Oh, right," she said, her horn flaring and the magic holding me up cutting off and effectively dropping me into the floor with the threads still wrapped around my wings, hooves, and body.

"Thanks," I muttered, taking the note in my mouth and walking out the door, feeling the stares of the students in the room on my back.

I started down the hallway, the late bell ringing as I got to the end of the hall, taking a right and heading for the main hall. I arrived at Derpy's desk and sat the note on it, giving a small with as she gave a few small 'tsk's' and gave me a disappointed stare.

"Well Ms. Scootaloo is out right now so you'll just have to wait in one of the chairs by her door," she told me.

I gave a sigh and walked down to her office, sitting down in one of the chairs and waiting. After a while I heard hoof-steps coming and I sat up, looking down the hall to see Heart heading my way. She stopped in front of me and gave me a surprised look.

"Well, is it a normal occurrence to get kicked out of class for you," she asked.

"Not really," I assured her, sinking lower in the chair I was in, feeling like an idiot.

"What happened?"

"I cursed in front of a teacher unwittingly."

"Ms. Belle?"

"Yeah, how did you know?"

She gave a me a small smile as though she was about to let me in on a secret and sat in the chair next to me. "Don't worry, you're not the only one who's done that. You shouldn't get in too much trouble."

"She looks so young."

"Yeah, we know. Out of the three of them she looks the youngest."

"What do you mean 'out of the three of them'?"

"You'll probably find out from Scootaloo." I looked at the door and gave a small nod. We lapsed into silence until she broke it. "Don't worry about earlier okay, it's just Rose being Rose...She really does appreciate you talking to her you know."

"Could have fooled me."

"You want to know a little secret? I was actually surprised to see her walk in with you."

"Why?"

"Well because she honestly doesn't let many ponies close so in order for her to actually walk with you she must actually like you for some strange reason."

"I wouldn't know why." I thought back to all that had happened this morning and finally came up with an answer. "She finds me interesting."

"So you're different. That's good, different is fun...Trebb, can you make me a promise?"

"Huh? We just met less than an hour ago and you want me to promise you something?"

"It's just a small thing okay? Don't give up on her."

I was silent for about a minute before nodding my head. Scootaloo finally came walking down the hall after that and gave an exasperated sigh when her eyes landed on me. Heart gave me a small smile before getting up and heading back to her office.

"What happened," Scootaloo asked as she unlocked the door to her office.

I explained to her exactly what happened and she shook her head. "I didn't know it was her," I argued.

"I know," she said, "I honestly don't blame you and I keep telling her to take that trap down but she never listens. As a result I'm not going to write you up." I gave a small 'yes' and began to get up until her voice interrupted my action. "I can't let you go back to class though."

"What am I going to do then," I asked, sitting back down.

"Spend some time with me I guess," she replied.

I gave a small sigh and said, "No offence but I'd rather not spend time with some mare who's old enough to be my mother."

"Great grandmother actually," she corrected me.

"What," I asked, my curiosity piqued.

"It's a long story."

"We have an entire bell."

She was silent for a few seconds before saying, "You know Trebb, I can tell this is going to be an interesting year with you here."

"Are you trying to change the subject," I asked.

"Maybe."

"Why not just tell me?"

"Because I don't know if you'll believe me."

"Believe me, I have an open mind." I was thinking of Aiden as I said this and suddenly became aware that I hadn't felt him since that incident in the gym. I came to the conclusion he was still charging his power.

"Okay, if you say so...it all started in Ponyville back in 2023. A new stallion had shown up in town, a rather cute Zebra. I was the first to meet him..."

I settled back to hear this story that lead to my principal being about 200 years old.