Chapter 1

“Sweetie, you’re going to miss the bus if you’re not faster!” My mom called to me from the bottom of the stairs.

My mom always was worried about me. She was the type of mom who was too busy caring about her kids to actually do work. To me, she always seemed kind of odd. Whenever faced with questions regarding my birth, she always found a way to deflect and send me off somewhere. I couldn’t blame her, though. I always did ask at the worst of times.

As I charged down the stairs, quickly zipping up my fly, the ill-fated topic was once again brought to the table.

“Mom, where was I born?”

Silently, for the next minute, she sat there just staring at me, tears beginning to form. Just as suddenly, she wiped them away and pushed me away once again.

“Trevor, the bus is here! It’s time to go now!”

She threw my backpack to me, which, in turn, caused me to fly out the door and fall on my butt. With a swift kick to the door she was gone. She got away again. One of these days I know I’ll learn the truth. I just knew it wouldn’t be any time soon.

My name is Trevor. Trevor Strum. To be honest, I’m a brony. I always have been and hope to be one forever! My friends call me Trevor Strings, because my favorite character from “My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic” is Lyra Heartstrings. Sometimes, though, I think it’s because I have been awarded the most musically-gifted award at our school two years running. My special instrument that got me the awards was my trusty viola!

As I stood outside, waiting for the bus, I had suddenly remembered that today was a very important day for our school. We were having a party for the music and athletic programs! It was being hosted by none other than the most known party person in our school, Diane. She was part of the music program herself. She never played the same instrument two days in a row and nobody really could classify an instrument to her, as it was a new one every single day. Any time the mention of a party came up, she was right there, already starting to form plans inside her head.

Finally, in the middle of my thoughts about today’s party, the bus came around. I actually dreaded the bus as to what is going to happen next as it does every day, but reluctantly I hop on, realizing it’s the only way I’ll get to school on time. As soon as I step on the kids start bawling.

“Hey, look everybody, It’s Pony boy!!!” A random kid from the back called out.

Everyone started to laugh. It was normal, but still, it made me feel terrible inside. They always liked to make fun of me for being a brony. I liked it, though, and that wasn’t going to change, no matter what they said. I sat down at my normal seat as people crowded around, throwing their usual spit balls. Then, in an instant, a voice was heard above the rest.

“Don’t make fun of him just because he’s not afraid to be himself!”

It was Bonnie. She was as beautiful as ever. I’ve known her since we were in elementary school. Still, I never failed to see her as the fairest maiden in all of the land. (My stupid Shakespearean class is finally getting to me!) She liked to style her hair in two different colors, which just made it all the more adorable. Either way, she had just spoken up for me! ME!

At that moment, I was in too much of a daze to notice that everyone had left my side and returned to their normal seats. Everyone had left, that is, except for Bonnie. She sat down next to me and sparked up a chat.

“I’m so sorry that they’re mean to you every day. I wish they could just respect you as a normal person.”

“Hey, it’s ok! I’m glad that you actually saved me and will be glad to repay you in any way that I can!”

“It’s ok, ummm….is it…Strings? Trevor Strings?”

Well, she had gotten my first name correct, so I had to give her that.

“It’s actually Strum. Yes, my friends do call me Trevor Strings.”

“Well that’s a nice name. It’s nice to have found a new friend!”

She looked up and then stood up. “Well, I guess I’ll be seeing you tonight at the swinging party I’m helping Trish set up and Diane plan!”

I looked up, snapping back into realization as I saw we had arrived at the school. I just sheepishly waved at her as I watched her depart. Suddenly it hit me. Bonnie was the vice president of the student council, only succeeded by Trish!! By the time I had rushed outside to look for her, she had already disappeared.
...

The rest of the school day went about as normal as any other day. My schedule was always the same: Math class, History, English, Orchestra, Chemistry, and finally, Virtual Reality. Of course, as the top musician of the school, my favorite class was Orchestra. I even shared it with my best friend Derek! When I entered the gymnasium that morning, I was blinded.
The gym was completely redesigned! In the middle of it all stood Trish, her purple hair complimenting her fuchsia- colored shirt and black pants. She had a clipboard by her side, a book underneath of it. She couldn’t leave a room without a book. She was the smartest one in the school and won every academic competition in our school. Nobody really entered anymore. It wasn’t worth the loss.
“…And that goes on the table as a garnish decoration! No, don’t put the spot light there! It needs to go right!”

She was looking around frantically. I chuckled to myself, laughing at her loss of organization. She was known for her skills, but sometimes she got in over her head. Luckily for her, someone else was helping her. It was none other than the vice president of the student council herself. My heart dropped into my stomach in just one heartbeat.

“Trish, you really can’t do this by yourself. I’ll manage the stage crew, while you work on the decorations. Please, it’s what’s best for you.”

“Fine…,” she replied grumpily.

I floated over to her (not literally) and brought up the main topic that was on my mind at the moment.

“Did you finish making the most of the food that we’re gonna need for tonight, Bonnie?”

What kind of question was that!?!?! I messed it up big time….

“Of course I did! I finished the big cake, the strudels, and most of the nachos. I also cooked some chicken, made some punch, and brought some chips along. The rest is a surprise!”

I sighed at that, really wanting to know what she had done for the big fiesta. She refused to answer the questions any further, though, and led me right out the door, closing it softly behind me as she said good bye. I guess I would have to wait until tonight to make my move.

…

That night the parking lot was packed. Although both the athletic group and the music groups were small in our school, nobody in their right minds would miss out on a party thrown by Diane! As I walked to the front of the line, I spotted Diane going through the back, dressed like our ever faithful DJ, Vinyl. It seemed that Vinyl was out today, so instead, Diane would be the Disc Jockey.

Once people started being let in, you could hear the oohs and aahs from all the way outside as the guests entered. When the doors open and closed again, you could feel the rush of cold air breeze right by you. It made me shiver, just being in my casual clothes. Diane never threw formal parties. Of course, some people always over did it on the attire they wore.

As I entered into the hall leading to the gymnasium, I saw my best friend Derek. He had this funny style that he liked to do with his hair. He dyed it a rainbow color, saying it was his thing. Still, you had to respect that he was one of the most awesome people I’ve ever met. I even got to be best friends with him. We shared many similar traits and loved to spend the night at one other’s house. He was just standing there, as if waiting for something to happen. I walked up to him in a sort of failed bounce walk.

“Hey there, bro, watcha doing?”

He looked up from his downward glance and jumped back, a little shocked. His neon light-blue shirt shone into my eyes, making me wince for a second. “Oh, hey there Trevor!!! I’m waiting for Jason. He has my student I.D. You know it’s the only way into this epic party.”
If Derek says something is cool or awesome, it has to be. “How in the world did he get your wallet?”

“Well…”

[Flashback] [Derek’s POV]

“This time I’m gonna beat you, Jason!” I shouted as I benched another one.

“Y’all couldn’t beat me if ya were on steroids!” he groaned as he lifted an extra ten pounds to mine.

“Ok, fine. Let’s settle this,” I smirked. “Arm wrestling. Best two out three wins the contest.”

“I reckon that’s a good bargain. But the loser pays the other a good twenty bucks. I need me a new hat.”

We were having an Iron Man competition. We always tied up, but this time, we were sure to see who was the strongest. I was, of course, better at this than Jason. I wasn’t going to let him beat me just because we were amazing friends. Two rounds later, it was tied, one to one.

“Come on, Derek, giving up already? Y’all is weak!”

My arm was strained badly. I knew I wouldn’t win the next one, but I couldn’t forfeit. Jason was obviously a tough opponent. We were both tack, but I did sprints and he won the long distance races. That didn’t stop me from showing him up on the field. I was always the fastest and he knew it. I never could figure out why Trevor hated him so much, though.

“Jace, can we just stop. I can’t go another round…,” I managed to ant out, strained enough as it was.

“So yer forfeiting is what yer saying?”

“No, just taking a couple weeks off to strengthen up! I haven’t been doing as much working out lately! Can’t blame me though, since I’ve been so busy!” I exclaimed, flexing for him.

“Just pay up, you dork!”

“No, I don’t think I will…”

He reached over and took my wallet out of my pocket. After taking it, he swiftly put it into his own, running off and laughing like an idiot. Sometimes, he really frustrated me. All in all, he was a pretty cool guy.

"I’m gonna get you back later Jason! I need that wallet!!!!”

[End flashback] [Trevor POV]

I laughed, not even bothering to conceal it. “You lost a strength contest to a cowboy!!!!”

He glared at me, instantly freezing me in my tracks. “Sorry…”

At that moment, I realized I didn’t really want to be around when Jason came. His cowboy talk really annoyed me. It’s you’re, not yer! He’s always talking about his farm and blah blah. I decided to just split and continue down the hall towards the gym, where I heard a sudden applause and was eager to find out what was occurring in there. Right as I turned around, I smacked right into Sara, whose nice singing hit a sharp note when bumped into.

She had the most beautiful voice, being at the top of her choir class. She also had a thing for animals. She never ever let one get hurt on her watch. She supposedly kept a shelter at her own home for lost, sick, and wounded animals. When her song, which sounded like Mary Poppins’ “Chim Chim Cherry”, was interrupted, she shrieked and jumped straight up into the air. I forgot to mention that she is mega shy and cannot stand physical interaction lest it be an animal in her arms. She squeaked and ran off, running into the nearest bathroom there was.

I shrugged it off and continued walking, suddenly blinded worse than before. The hall I was in was dazzled with decorations, glitter, and lights. At the center of this masterpiece was Rachel. Earlier, when I mentioned that some people overdid it on their costumes? She would be a perfect example of one of those people. She was the school’s decorations master.

Her dress was a sparkling red dress that flowed to the floor. It was somewhat tight on her, bringing out the curves in her natural body. Her hair was curled up and dyed purple for the night’s occasion. Everybody was crowding around her like paparazzi, taking picture after picture of her wonderful self. I wasn’t as amused, as there was only one girl for me and continued on my way, straight into the middle of the decorations right into the eye of the party. At the center of the floor stood a large cake.

I assumed it was the one that Bonnie had made and I was eager to taste it. I extended a finger to it, but it was slapped away as Bonnie quickly scolded me.

“You can have some once we cut it! Try a nice cookie instead!” she smiled.

I hesitantly picked up a cookie, taking a bite as my mouth was suddenly consumed by heaven. Bonnie could make some amazing treats and this time was no different. Flavors exploded into my mouth as I got both cherry and chocolate chip, all colliding into one scrumptious cookie. I grabbed a couple and sat down, knowing the party would truly start in half an hour. They were just doing introduction messages at the time.

My eyes became quickly fuzzy as I stared continuously at one spot. Soon enough, I had zoned out, my body deciding to take a rest on the bench.

[Dream Message]

“Lyra Heartstrings?! Lyra, can you hear me?”

The voice sounded familiar. It seemed to want one specific person. The name as well sounded familiar.

“Yes, Princess Luna, I am right here. What do you request of me?”

“You remember when the ponies that are currently missing were taken from Equestria?”

“Yes. But are they not gone forever?”

“No, my child. They are in another world. You must find a way to their world and retrieve them. The memories of the ponies have been clouded up, and they cannot remember their time in Equestria. They have a new life and must remember their old one.”

“I…..I accept your task. But I do not want to become one of them. I’ll send signals, through dreams. I don’t know who I’ll find, but I can help them remember so they can come back.”

“Thank you, Lyra. You are a life saver……just remember….”

[Dream Message cut]

I was being shaken. I fluttered my eyes open in a hurry and hopped up to my feet. “Who, what, where……oh….”
What was that? It sounded like Princess Luna and Lyra, from MLP:FiM. That was impossible though. They weren’t actually real. I must have had another crazy day dream.

To my surprise, the party was in full swing as Derek took me straight to the middle.

“C’mon buddy! Time to dance!”

I shrugged, realizing I had nothing to lose, and started to dance.

Author's Note

Haha I'm currently writing this for somepony else but hey, so far I like it!Hope you all enjoy it! I write many fanfics, but this one I hope will be loved! I'll post earlier ones later.