I have made a huge mistake. That was the thought going through my mind with every passing moment that I was lying here. My name is Flash Sentry, and I'm a student at Canterlot High School. If you met me, you probably wouldn't think I'd be the guy who'd do anything really stupid or wrong, but right now, that's exactly what I feel like I am. As I lie here, on this side of the bed, the covers just coming up to my midriff, staring blankly at the ceiling, I think just how it could have come to this. How I could have come to this.
As I turn my head to the left, I see her. A girl, my age, with the most brilliant red and yellow hair you'd ever seen. She was sitting on her side of the bed, her legs crossed, and holding a brush in her hand, which she was right now running through her hair. However, what most people would notice first, and indeed would be impossible to miss, was that she was completely unclothed. I could only see her with her back turned to me as she sat there, but even so I kept watching her.
You didn't need to be a rocket scientist to figure out what had just happened between us. If the world biggest idiot were to stumble through the doors of this rather small bedroom of hers, even they could put the pieces together. And yet, if you'd told me that this is what was going to happen with her and me, I'd have called you a liar. From the moment we'd met, things had been bad, at least as far as I'm concerned. And not once did I ever even consider something like this would ever happen between us.
But, I suppose I'm getting ahead of myself. If I'm going to make sense of all this, I'll need to go back to the beginning. It all began on the first day of the new school year. Everything was pretty normal that day, other students getting ready for their first classes, talking about what they'd done during their Summer break. And as for me, I was catching up on some old friends, making arrangements to do some guitar practise after school. It was just before my first class started when I first saw her.
At first, I heard her voice, and fairly loudly at that, which got my attention right away. I saw her there, standing with her hands on her hips, glaring down some other girl in the middle of the hallway. The other girl I sort of recognised, but then, when she's one of the only girls around with pink hair, that's pretty easy. Fluttershy, I think her name was. I remember speaking to her a few times last year. Nice enough girl I suppose, if a bit quiet. Works at the local animal shelter if I remembered right. But right now, she was just staring at her shoes, trying desperately to avoid looking Sunset in the eye.
It wasn't long before I found out what this confrontation was about. Turns out Fluttershy had bumped into her by accident while handing out fliers for the shelter. But Sunset? She was just going off on the poor girl like she'd slapped her in the face or something. Standing there, calling her everything from "clutz" to "brain-dead", it was too much for Fluttershy to take from the looks of it. Even being as far away as I was, I could see she was on the verge of tears. Now, I'm not the kind of guy who likes to pick fights, I want to make that clear right now. But even so, I couldn't just stand there and watch that girl get attacked like this.
And so, I made the move that started me off on the road that would one day lead me to sharing the same bed as her: I spoke against her. Marching right up to her, I tapped her on the shoulder to get her attention, which did the trick, before looking her right in the eye and saying my piece. I told her what she was doing to Fluttershy was unacceptable, that she didn't mean to bump into her and that Sunset should apologize to her at once. Through the corner of my eyes, I saw a few of the other students, of whom none had tried to intervene I might add, start to back away, as though afraid a fight would break out.
Truth be told, I was afraid of the same thing. The way Sunset was looking at me, I don't think I'd ever seen that much anger in a person's eyes before. For a brief moment, I was worried that a fight really was on the horizon, which would not have been a good start to the semester, I'll tell you that much. Instead, what happened next was even more of a shock. The anger faded from her, and instead of going on some rant against me, she just looked me over before starting to smile. It was not an unpleasant-looking smile exactly, but there was something about it that unnerved me.
Sunset said nothing afterwards, merely looked over her shoulder to give Fluttershy one last angry glance, which resulted in a sudden whimper from the girl, before walking past me. There was no disdainful knocking of her shoulder into mine or anything like that, she just walked off. I couldn't make heads nor tails of this girl's behaviour. As for Fluttershy, she'd just run off in the opposite direction as soon as Sunset had started walking. I hoped at that point she'd be able to get over this, but if memory serve me, she had some close friends who'd probably help her through it.
As for me, this little confrontation was the start of it. It wasn't until a few days later when I learned what her name was, but after what I'd seen of her so far, I didn't really care. We didn't have the same classes, but every once in a while I would see her, usually during lunch hour. The way she looked at me, with that smile of hers, I won't lie, there were times when it just plain sent shivers down my spine. Other times I would pass her in the hallway, but in all cases, we never spoke. As for Fluttershy, I never heard from her, but one of her friends, a member of a number of sports clubs named Rainbow Dash, came to me and said "thanks" on her behalf, as well as expressing some annoyance that she wasn't there to give Sunset a piece of her mind herself.
Speaking of whom, it wasn't until after that when the girl finally said anything to me. I was having my lunch on the school grounds outside when, all of a sudden, she came up and sat down next to me on the same bench. To say I was surprised to see her would have been an understatement. But there she was, with that smile again. When she finally spoke, she told me she was "impressed" with me, which was the absolute last thing I was expecting. According to her, nobody else had ever spoken to her like that, and given the way I'd seen so many other students get out of her way as she walked down the halls, I don't doubt that.
Then, in a move the caught me completely off-guard, she put her hand on mine. This was, as you might expect, a strange thing for me. My only interaction with her was a confrontation, so I figured that this would be last thing she'd want of me. But, when I looked at her, in her eyes, I saw something. Not the same blazing anger as before, but something else. I couldn't think of any better word than "hunger" to describe those eyes at that point. And as I sat there, utterly bewildered by this whole thing, she leaned in close, and I had to resist the urge to pull away. Once she'd brought her lips up to my ear, she whispered:
"I do love impressive guys."
I'll be the first to admit that I'd been pretty oblivious until this point. Only with those words did I finally get what was going on, that against all reason and logic, Sunset had developed some kind of twisted desire for me. I had never once thought of her like that before, nor had I planned to. I'd heard a couple of my friends talking about how a few guys tried asking her out, but were shot down immediately, and there were other guys whom I'd heard go on about how "hot" they thought she was. And I will admit that, she is a very beautiful girl. But even so, the though of being with her, as a boyfriend, would not have been high on my priority list, especially after our first introduction to one another.
In spite of my reservations though, that's exactly what happened. Word got out soon afterwards that the two of us were dating, and everything changed. To start off with, Fluttershy, Rainbow, and all their other close friends seemed to avoid me like the plague, as though being with Sunset made me just as bad as she had been. To be fair though, there were times when I wondered that myself. The look Fluttershy gave me in particular, like I'd just betrayed her, that hit hard, I'll tell you that for nothing. As for my other friends, they either patted me on the back in congratulations, or patted me on the back with condolences, which wasn't encouraging.
As for Sunset, it was clear from the very start exactly who it was that was in charge in this relationship. The girl just had a way of getting into my head every time I felt like saying or doing something against her. The look in her eyes, the way she would lock her fingers into mine as we held hands, even the way she spoke to me, all of it seemed designed to keep me close. There was just something about her that drew me to her, even with me knowing just how unpleasant she could be towards others. Most would call me crazy just for thinking this, but there were times when it felt like there was something magical about her, albeit not the kind of magic I would like.
Then today finally happened. I was going about my day as usual, putting my books away in the locker, when all of a sudden I felt a hand on my shoulder before being spun around. Naturally, it was Sunset, and she had that look on her face again. However, on this day, she was far more forward than I thought even she was capable of being, because before I could even say "hello", she moved forward and planted her lips on mine. The force of her moving towards me had pushed me back, slamming me into my locker with a loud thud.
But it was that kiss which was at the forefront of my mind. It was, for lack of a better word, electric. While it's true that I'd never kissed a girl before her, not even my widest fantasies could have prepared me for the feel of her lips. Sunset was truly ferocious as she did this, and it wasn't long before something just snapped in me, and I wrapped my arms around her while returning the kiss. As usual with anything involving her, there was a voice in my head telling me to back out, that being with her wasn't good for me. But right then, thanks in no small part to the feel of Sunset's lips upon mine, that voice had been silenced.
Had it only ended there, things would have been well and good. But it didn't. Because, after that rather lengthy kiss, she looked at me with those hungry eyes once more and whispered in that way she knew could get under my skin.
"You and me...right now."
The rest, I think is safe to say you've all figured out by now. The two of us had indeed crossed that line together. And here is where you find me, my eyes still on her as she brushed her hair on the side of the bed, feeling confused about this entire situation. I glance down briefly at the pile of our clothes on the floor, which had been discarded there in a pretty hurried manner. What we've just done together was unlike any experience I'd ever had, but even so, that voice in my head, which had a tendency of being rather loud these days, just keeps on telling me how stupid I've been for allowing her to lead me to this. I'm too young to have done this, and I know Sunset is too. If this got out then we both know there'd be an earful at the very least.
But even with that, there was another, more pressing thought in my mind. Having been with her for as long as I had, I know her well enough to finally understand why. Why me? Why she'd chosen to be with me and what, above all else, she wanted. It was control. In her brief time here, she'd already exerted influence over many of the students at the school. And of all of them, only I had ever confronted her over anything. That's why she approached me, why she'd chosen me as her boyfriend, and why, at the end of it, she'd led me to share a bed with her. It was her way of bringing me in her control.
As I looked at her, having finally finished brushing her hair, I know now, perhaps too late, that she never really cared about me. In truth, I do not think I truly cared for her either. And yet I'd allowed myself to go through all this, just because of a little pushing on her part. The shame of that realization ran it's way through me like you wouldn't believe. I had to get away from this girl, for my own sake if nothing else. But how, or when? That I can't say. Knowing Sunset, it will be difficult, because right now, she still wants me. And if there's one thing any of you must learn, it's that Sunset Shimmer always gets what she wants.
I look on as she gets up off her side of the bed, standing tall and giving herself a stretch. She began moving around the bed, looking utterly confident in her own skin, as though walking around unclothed was far more natural to her than being dressed, so much so that she didn't even bother picking up any of her clothes from the floor. As I look at her, with that look of both triumph and satisfaction on her face, I can almost hear what's going through her mind. That this was a victory for her, and I'm the prize. As she approached the door that leads out of the bedroom and into the adjacent room, she stops and looks at me, that typical Sunset smirk plastered all over her face.
"Same time tommorow?"
She didn't even wait to hear me give an answer, and instead just gave a chuckle as she opened the door and walked out. When the door closed behind her, and I was finally alone, left with my own thoughts and feelings of guilt at what I'd done, I raised both of my hands and buried my face in them.
"What have I gotten myself into?"
