"Come on Copper! We're going to be late for school!" I said, bouncing around crazily. It was the first day of school for me in Equestria, and it was going to be my very first chance to make some new friends around my age. My turtle, Gavin, scoots up beside me, hearing my voice and begging for attention. I chortle softly, and pat his adorable little head with my hoof. I turn my head to see if my sister had gotten ready yet, only to be greeted by a gruff mewling from her cat, Agustin. Life at the Moon house always seemed to be hectic, or at least to me. I'd only just gotten here from the portal in which I fled my old life in hopes for a new, improved life here.
It was very strange to me to think of her as my sister, and her parents as my parents, since it was so radically different than what I'd had in my dimension. Yet, when I arrived here, they treated me as if they'd reared me in this very simple house, as if I were blood relatives to them. At first, I didn't really understand quite what was going on, but I quickly learned to accept it because it was the first place I belonged.
I was snapped out of my reverie when Copper finally trotted over to greet me, her pale blue eyes sparkling mischievously. "I'm coming, I'm coming! Geez, don't get your mane in a bunch!" she retorted, grabbing her saddlebags. I joined her, levitating mine onto my back. Smiling, we exited the house, plotting slowly down the cobblestone road to Saint Mare's High. We chatted about things, like colts and a Pegasus by the name of Apollo-San. He sounded awfully like her colt-friend, and I teased her, jabbing lightly at her side with my horn. "Hey, that hurts you know!" she giggled, poking me with a hoof. I laughed, sticking my tongue out, and moving out of the range of her hooves. I cherished simple moments like this, when I could pretend that I'd lived here all my life.
When we got to Saint Mare's, I was awash with terror. I had no idea what a high school would be like here, and I rather hoped that I'd have a similar schedule to Copper, but alas, we'd received our schedules, and I had only one class with her in our second semester. I was on my own.The bell rang, and I mustered up every bit of courage I had, and walked nervously into my social class. Our teacher seemed to be rather eccentric,he had his hair sticking out everywhere, and his glasses were too large for his face. He was wearing a green sweater vest. When he introduced himself to us, it sounded a lot like he said his name was "Pickles", and if that was the case, then I feel absolutely horrible for him. I sat myself in a desk closest to the door should the need to bolt arise. The first period went rather normally, however, except I found a certain colt to be very intimidating. He was a navy blue unicorn with a lime green mane and green eyes. He gave off the vibe that he was constantly angry, which really put me off. He had sat in the row right from me, and two ponies up. Far enough away that I could avoid him. Good.
The rest of my day went without a hitch, and I eagerly met up with my sister, itching to hear how her first day of classes went. The two of us began to walk to band as she described her day. "Oh Lav, you'll love this! I met the nicest Pegasus in my social studies class. His name is Headwind, and he's snow white, with a blue mane. Oh, and he doesn't have his cutie mark!" My ears pricked at the mention of a cutie mark, and I blushed awkwardly, trying to hide my blank flank with my tail. It was awful enough being new, but even worse when I knew that most of the other ponies would have their cutie marks. I didn't quite know what I was "meant to be", and honestly, didn't quite believe in destiny.
Copper and I made it to the band room, after finishing our thoughts on cutie marks and how we endeavored to receive ours as soon as possible. Together, we walked in, not quite expecting the absolute pandemonium that awaited us. We were greeted by a stout stallion, his bald head boring holes into the backs of our skulls. I smiled politely, and introduced myself. "Hi, I'm Lavender, and this is Copper. We're interested in joining the music program here." All of a sudden, his eyes lit up with such intensity that it honestly frightened me a little. "That's great to hear! I'm Bass, nice to meet the two of you!" Copper and I then awkwardly slipped past him, officially crossing the threshold into the room. It may as well have been the Twilight Zone.
Ponies of all shapes and sizes were gossiping, laughing, and having a grand old time. I sat down in the trumpet section beside a chocolate brown pony with frizzy red hair. She seemed to be the sanest of the bunch, and when I'd finally caught my breath a little, she extended a hoof, offering it to me with a genuine smile. I was so taken aback at the act of kindness that I visibly froze in my seat, unsure of what action to take. She then waved her hoof around exasperatedly, looking at me with a slightly confused visage. I then shook her hoof with mine, and she appeared visibly pleased, as if I'd just given her one hundred bits. "Hi, I'm Pop Rocks! Nice to meet ya!" the strange pony said. I duly noted that there seemed to be an awful lot of earth ponies in the room, including herself, and I found myself sinking back into my old habits.
It felt nice to actually know another pony's name, so I responded with my name, and we instantly hit it off. By the time Bass had quieted down, we were basically the best of friends. We had been discussing using Bass' head as a bowling ball when he shushed the ensemble. He went on to run his pitch, stating how great an experience being in the orchestra would be and what benefits it would have to be in such a family-oriented place. He spoke of the importance of making everyone your friend and being connected to the whole group, so that we could all move as one unit. During this time, I scanned the other sections for ponies I might recognize from my morning classes. To my delight, I saw a few others that I recognized, but none that I'd really made friends with. To my horror, I spotted the navy blue unicorn from social class.
He seemed to be content sitting in the alto section. like he'd had a lot of experience with this kind of thing before. I was too nervous to confront him, so I thought it best to slink back in my seat. A little while later, I'd been enticed to join the horn section because Bass had said that he'd love it if one of the trumpets wanted to switch, so I volunteered, hoping to get into his good books early on. I wasn't exactly confident in my musical skill, as this would be my first year in an ensemble setting. I shifted awkwardly into my new seat, as the section that I was now bound to was a lot smaller and felt to be a lot more hostile. I was not even met with the time of day as I sat down. My new section leader much resembled a lumberjack with his large, stiff shoulders and his gruff beard. I struggled with my new instrument, trying to move my hoof into the correct position inside the bell. I was glad that I had magic to help me levitate the cold metal, as I would have most likely dropped the thing four or five times had I not.
When Copper and I were walking home, she discussed with me how she had broken up with Apollo-San earlier in the summer, and how dejected she felt with her decision. I tried my best to comfort her, but to no avail. Our evening was rather uneventful, save for a bit of talking about the experience we'd gotten in our respective sections. I felt that tomorrow was going to be a very good day indeed.
I first arrived in this dimension about a month ago. It had all happened so fast, I can barely remember anything pertaining to the events that led me here, to Equestria. All I remember is written here, in my diary. My name is Lavender Moon; however I cannot remember what my old name was. Funnily, what I do remember is that I was human at one point, and my life was awful. I’d had little success making friends, and my home life was rather somber. The turning point in my life came when I was visited in the night by a strange blue pony with a crescent moon imprinted into her side. She called herself “Luna”, and explained that she was a princess from a place called “Equestria”, and that if I so chose, I could leave my life in the human world and enter theirs. I wasn't meant to be human, that I know for sure. I was always awkward on my feet, and I never seemed to be good at anything. So, I chose to leave the world I once belonged to, and start a new life here. And that’s where I currently live. My name is Lavender Moon. I’m a unicorn; I guess it makes sense, since I've been really clumsy since I was born. My coat is lavender purple, but I have pink stripe-like marks running down my sides. My face is accented with a five-point star sitting just above the bridge of my nose, and I will sometimes slip on a knee brace on my right leg. My hair is jet black, with streaks of purple, blue and pink. The thing that shocked me the most were my eyes. In my human life, they were once brown, but they now resemble a deep royal purple. I guess you could say that purple is definitely my color.
