Beethoven's 5th vs. Under My Spell
Dark Side looked up with a dynamic look on his face. He clutched the sides of his desks very angrily as he continued his death stare at the clock. It was almost, almost... lunchtime. Ever since he made it into the honors classees at Canterlot High, its been, not only hectic, but boring. Even Twilight, the name's new girl who claimed to be from a universe inhabited by ponies, yawned in boredom of the class. Dark Side took two pencils and began to make a beat, to which his teacher signaled for him to stop.
Chemistry was so damn boring sometimes. One day, Dark Side would get the chance to almost explode something. The next day, they have reverted back to book work. And Dark Side lay his head down on his desk, facing the right, he noticed the new girl was looking at him strange.
She had orange and peach colored hair and wore purple, exaggerated clothing. She had her hand rested on her face and was looking at him with a smile on her face.
Dark Side looked back at her, raising an eyebrow, wondering why she was looking like that. Being as inexperienced in the love department as his pony counterpart, Dark Side couldn't tell the obvious that the new girl had taken a liking to him. As the two continued to look on at each other, Dark Side felt someone tap on his vest.
Dark Side shot upward, hoping it was not a teacher, and turned around.
"What the heck Dark Side?!" Yelled the ever so familiar voice of Snips. For whatever reason, they allowed him to be in advanced chemistry on his first year, so, as a sophomore, he is in Chemistry III.
"Ugh... sorry Snails. Ya gotta understand. This stuff is boring as sh--" Dark Side was about to say, before the bell for lunch rang. His launched himself out of his seat, grabbing his bookbag and his mechanical pencil, shoving the latter into his pocket. As soon as his foot hit the orang colored concrete of the high school's floor, Dark Side whipped out his headphones.
They where limited edition versions of The Living Tombstone's Beats headphones. They were colored bpack with a dark red streak down the middle part of it, and they were connected to Dark Side's phone, which was smeakily kept in his pocket. He placed them so that they would rest on his shoulders.
Dark Side continued to tread down the hallway, his headphones playing Discord as he went. He eventually came upon the cafeteria. He looked around where all the usual cliques gathered. Jocks, Nerds, Socialites. They were all here. And he fit into none of those. As Dark Side continued to skim the room for a viable seat, he saw Rarity, motioning for him to come sit with her.
Dark Side wasn't sure if he wanted to sir with her though. It seemed kind of like an on/off relationship between the two of them lately and he would rather not deal with that right now. Dark Side walked over to the empyu table next to them and sat down, avoiding any further eye contact with the indecisive teen.
Dark Side slugged his backpack of his back and rambled through the plethora of art papers, textbooks, trading cards...in short he was disorganized.
Dark Side looked upward from his backpack, at the ceiling. He whipped his middle finger up as if he was flipping of someone. Wait.. who was he flipping off? There was only a ceiling fan. Wait. Was he flipping me off?
Dark Side pulled a mashed up peanut butter and jelly sandwich and a rooy beer from his backpack and staryed muching. As he did so, he grabbed his phone out of his pocket and placed it on the table, so he could multitask, eating and listening to music at the same time.
He turned it to Fur Elise and listened the classical masterpiece, keeping his headphones on his shoulders so he could hear the principal just in case there was an imperative announcement, which were often made while everyone was in lunch so they could all hear.
As Dark Side kicked his feet up, a trio of girls walked into the room. Dark Side didn't recognize two of them, but he did know that the girl in the middle was the girl from earlier that day. They all took overexaggerant poses bedore they finally began to sing.
Dark Side, intrigued raised an eyebrow and listened to the song.
"Nope." Dark Side said as he put on his headphones and turned it to Beethoven's 5th.
Hey! What the hell are you doing? You can't just do that!
"I just did." Dark Side said as he cranked up the headphones to full burst as the classical masterpiece started to blast in his ears. It was painful, but he didn't feel like listening to the narrator's 'bitching', as he put it.
Dark Side looked forward abd bobbed his head to the song, even though it was classical, which made zero sense. He tirned his head around the room and saw that everyone bit him seemed tp be in some sort of induced tramce. Their eyes seemed to be going in circles as the three teens danced arpund the room with their exotic, appealing movements.
The state that everyone elsevwas in intrigued Dark Side. He almost was about to pull of his headphones before the lead girl, with her long, peach colored hair flowing elegantly behind her found her way to Dark Side's secluded area.
Dark Side raised an eyebrow, as he had been doing all day at the girl's strange actions. He felt compelled to take off the headphones and see what everyone found so inducing about the song. However, Dark Side figured this is what the narrotir wanted.
As the mysterious girl continued her dancing in front of him, Dark Side began to play an air piano.
"Du Du Du Dum..." Dark Side mimicked the song with his voice.
"What the?" The girl said, though Dark Side could not hear her. This went on for about five minutes before she finished her dance. She had been there long after her song ended. It was obvious that the dance was very important to whatever she was trying to do..
Eventually though, she rolled her eyes and left with her group. As she did, Dark Side looked around the room and saw everyone arguing. They were pointing at each other and a few looked like they were going to throw punches. Even the freshman were getting into it.
Dark Side took of his headphones. "What the hell just happened?"
