E.q.Gee Rule Sixty-three

*WHAM!*

As Faye was spiriting through the hallways she slammed right into someone. This caused both of them to fall on the floor, with Faye’s body on top of the boy’s. Papers went gently sailed downwards in a circle around both of them.

“Sorry.” Groaned the boy as Faye stood up, pushing off the boy’s body.  Then Faye gasped upon seeing herself on top of the purple-haired person she met earlier today.

“No,No,no!” Faye stated blushing, helping herself and the boy up. “I was just in rush, that’s all.”

“Uh…okay.” The boy replied, also blushing.  He began to pick up the sheet of papers.

“Here let me help.” Faye offered already snatching pieces of paper off the ground.

“Oh, it’s alright. It’s not you prob-”

Faye’s hand and the boy’s hand landed on the final sheet of paper, touching each other. They glanced up at each other, wide-eyed and surprised.  However, the boy's hand darted back to the papers he was carrying.

“You were saying?” Faye asked.

“I was saying….it’s alright. I’m Dusk.” The boy replied, biting his bottom lip in shyness.

“I’ll take that as thanks. Name’s Faye – it rhymes with ‘sunny day’.” Faye smiled, showing some of her gleaming teeth.

Dusk looked away and blushed, starching the back of his neatly combed purple and magenta hair.

[size=9]“Your welcome…”[/size] Dusk replied.

Faye carried on past Dusk playfully grinning “We better stop bumming into each other like this, handsome.”

“I know Faye is BACK!” Sundown shouted “But WHY is she back?!”

“T-t-to steal you key?” Spice wondered.

“That and…?”

“T-t-to turn you in to Principal Solaris??”

“AND?!” Sundown demanded, but both henchwomen cowered before him, silent.

“Blast it! She’s out to help that purple-haired minion of Prince Solaris!” Sundown raged. "That is why she has chosen to come back!"

"You mean purple-haired with a magenta trim right?" Sugar specified.

"Silence!" Sundown snarled throwing a fist at the nearest locker, the carnelian key glowing behind his shirt. His first became engulfed in flames as he rammed it into a locker. Instead of breaking through it, it just made a cross between a dent and a scorch mark.  Despite seeing Sunset present even more terrifying powers, a chill  went down Sugar's and Spice's spines.

Glancing at his first, which was steaming, Sundown murmured “If I’m going to break the limits of the unicorn power granted in this key, I need that crown.  It’s only a minor setback that it’s not in my hands already. But whatever it takes, I’m gonna make sure that unicorn regrets ever setting foot into this world!”

“Did you say unicorns?” chuckled Spice.

“SCRAM OFF, SPAR!” Sundown yelled.

“But I’m spice” “And I’m sugar” The henchwomen replied, innocently.

Sundown growled "Just go..and make Dusk's look like the most miserable candidate for fall formal."

“Trust me, running against Sundown is asking for trouble – just ask last year’s Fall Formal Candidate. Not only he lost but he refused to show his face in school for the rest of the week.” Ben Scotty explained, as he placed an apple on Dusk’s lunch tray.

“So how does Sundown win?” Dusk wondered.

“Threats, bullying, bribing…” Then Ben sighed “….unless someone is out to take him down, usually he runs as the lone candidate for prom king in any school dance.”

As Dusk and Ben searched for a table, Dusk could see one with Faye playing a guitar while resting with other rough and tough-looking students. Dusk waved to the female jock but she didn’t notice him.

“Don’t even try.”  Ben advised “The rockers always stick to themselves; same things with the techies, the fashioners, the athletes, the leadership kids, the drama queens, the orchestra club...”

“Wow – how is every pony…”

Dusk felt a felt something brushing up against his feet. Below him was Barbra who held a note card in in her teeth.

“How did you get here, Barb?” Dusk wondered, leaning down to pick up Barbra, only to let several contents of his tray to spill out and clatter onto the floor.

“Gah!” Dusk shrieked “My bad! I’ll-”

“I’ll do it.” Ben settled, using his napkin to wipe away the spilled juice, crackers, and soup.

Barbra then held the note card in her mouth.  Dusk picked it up seeing only one word.

Everyone

“Every…one…so diverse and different?” Dusk asked as Ben handed him his tray filled will only the apple.

“Well here at CHS we define people by groups, even though all individuals are unique in their hearts.  But they all share a common thing; they know that Sundown is such a….a meanie…” Butterscotch stated sitting at table, with Dusk picking the seat in front of Ben. Barbra discreetly followed behind Dusk and managed to hop into his backpack without anyone giving her a second glance.

“Just a meanie?” Dusk questioned.

“People call him a lot of worse things, though I think that maybe he does have some good in him. He was kind to this particular girl…her name was Faye.”

“Faye?” Dusk wondered, glancing at rocker table where Faye continued to play her guitar. Her personality was the exact opposite of Sundown’s and the only thing they had in common was leather jackets. They even had opposite hair colors.

“I don’t know if that's true about their relationship nowadays.” Ben said “All I know is that Faye was absent from this school for a long time. Some said that she transferred because of Sundown, even though she may say otherwise.  I wish we could transfer out, too.” Butterscotch sighed

“You won’t have to - not if I can stop him!” Dusk declared, then bobbling his head down into the apple.  When he managed to suck a bit of juice from it, he could see that Floyd look puzzled.  Dusk then gently placed the apple back on the tray with his teeth.

“Uh…sorry…you see I…” Dusk was starting to explain until a paper airplane flew into his hair.  Dusk was familiar with the creation but was curious had to why it landed in his hair. Seeing that the paper contained text, he unfolded it.  The first things that hit his eyes were

“Survival guide to the Human High School – Faye <3.

Dusk looked to rocker table yet found that some of its members were exiting their table, including Faye. He wanted to yell out a *Thank you* but felt that he should try to avoid attracting attention after he had spilled his lunch and tried to eat an apple in an odd fashion.

“The rockers are performing at The Fall Formal. They have had to take some time out of lunch to practice.”  Ben explained.

Tucking away the guide for later Dusk asked “So…where may I find the committee?”