The Melancholy of Vinyl Scratch
I opened my window to smell the refreshing smell of morning mist. The hoof steps of ponies hurrying to work could be heard. Birds were singing their usual morning song. It was a gorgeous, bright morning. Today was the first day of school at Canterlot University. A five star university only for the best of the best, I had earned my place there with hard work and determination.
"Octavia Melody, known all over Equestria for her amazing, fascinating, gorgeous music played on the cello," I whispered to myself, fantasizing of my great future. I gave out a sigh of accomplishment and relief. Finally after so many years of hard work, I have finally gotten to my last step to take, to become the world's greatest cello player.
"Alright, let's get going." I packed my bags and left for CU.
I finally arrived to CU. Around me were ponies of all kinds! Pegasi, Unicorns, Earth ponies, there were even griffins. I could also spot out a zebra! Then I gazed in awe at the majestic stature of Canterlot University. The entrance had a huge blue arch to it, with three large, yellow, droplet looking accents hanging down from it. The building itself looked like a castle. It had two large white towers on each corner of the university. The university itself was also white, and it was trimmed with blue on it edges. You could also tell that it had more than one floor to it. Beside the majestic castle looking school, were the dorms, that were basically a miniature version of the university.
I wonder where my classroom is gonna be... I wondered to myself. I grabbed a booklet that they handed out to us at the orientation from my bag,and looked at the map it had, where I circled where my classroom was. It was on the first floor. I followed the map, until I was able to arrive to my classroom.
The bell rung for class to start. What was odd is that this classroom had your common desks that you would find in a high school, rather than your usual long tables, or the seats set in rows with the movable small tables. Or at least I imagined to be like. To me this classroom looked exactly like a high school classroom, rather than a university classroom that I imagined it to be like. The professor had entered the room, grabbed a piece of chalk and wrote his name.
"Hello students. My name is Professor Wippinserth. I will begin to call for attendance, and just so you all know, I will not accept any excuses for tardiness unless I get a doctor's note that you are in the hospital on your death bed," he said firmly. The professor was a brown unicorn pony with a pen and and a scroll as his cutie mark. He also had a gray beard, that matched the colour of his mane. He began to call out names.
"Present," I responded in a monotone voice. He kept on calling out names, the list seemed to be endless. Echo's of 'here' or 'present' resounded through out the class room.
"Vinyl Scratch," he called out. No response. He grabbed his pen, and was about to mark down the pony absent when the door slammed open.
"Vinyl Scratch, is officially here everypony!" A white unicorn mare, with messy blue hair had walked into the room. She had headphones on her ears, and loud, noisome music could be heard blasting out out of the headphones. The professor looked at her with an annoyed face,
"Take a seat please, Ms. Scratch."
The mare obeyed, and sat down. Right. Behind. Me... She sat down and placed her belongings, down on the ground. Then she immediately, stood right back again,
"Does anypony here like dubstep, glitch hop, break beat, noise core, drum and bass," the mare kept on going and going and going. on genres of mostly electronic or rock music.
"Ms.Scratch, that would be enough," said the professor. She didn't stop. "Ms. Scratch," he called out. He began to grit his teeth, "Ms.Scratch." The annoying mare didn't listen and even began to talk about what the genres are like. "MS.VINYL SCRATCH, GET OUT OF MY CLASSROOM NOW!!!!" shouted the professor at the top of his lungs. His face had gotten completely red. I looked behind me to see the mare. She frowned and sat back down,
"Chill out dude, I was just explaining what those awesome types of music were like. Oh and to answer your question, no I will not leave," she said not afraid of the professor. My mouth hung wide open, and I think everyponies else's did too. You could here the professor grinding his teeth.
"Ms. Vinyl Scratch that was not a question, that was an order," he said raising his voice.
"And what gives you the right to order me around, huh? I came here to learn, and I have the right to do so. So don't take away a ponies future away from her," The mare responded boldly. I turned back around to see the professor, his eyes had become huge, and you could see a vein popping out of his head.
"Fine be that way. But I'll have you know that if something like this ever happens, I will have you removed from Canterlot University, and you will never be able to set hoof in this place ever again," he threatened. He turned around and levitated a chalk to begin writing
"Fine by me, do whatever you want, prof," she replied. The professor turned around, tightening his jaws at the sound of 'prof'. I placed a hoof on my forehead, I can't believe such a rude, annoying mare had sat behind me. This may or may not turn out to be one of my worst times of my life. I just hope she doesn't ruin my career I thought to myself. Then again how could she? As long as I avoid her, and don't get involved in anything that has to do with her, I'll be fine. Right?
Author's Note
Hey for those of you reading this. I haven't been to university yet. So I'm trying my best to make this as close as university as I can. If you guys could help me out that would be great. Which by the way, does a bell ring for class to start in university, I have no idea.
Thanks
-AnimalGirl
The Melancholy of Vinyl Scratch
The first period of class had finished. I gave myself a small break for lunch. Having nothing else better to do while eating, my thoughts began to wander. Now that I think of it I had yet to make any friends. Which is alright. You don't always need friends.... I'm so lonely. I gave out a sigh, and looked down to my half eaten pansy sandwich. I remember when I was in high school, I hanged around Lilly Valley, and Note Worthy. But neither of them had come to this university. They went to Manehatten Arts Academey.
Oh well... No point in getting all depressed about it, I thought. I finished my pansy sandwich and headed towards my next class. Professional music writing.
Along the way I noticed that Vinyl was coming along too. When I entered the classroom I noticed that this classroom had the long tables set along the stairs. I sat in one of the long tables that was located on the right side of the stairs, and was basically in the middle. Across from me Vinyl had sat down, and was playing her music at full volume in her black XX headphones. (Or whatever brand they are) The teacher then walked in, and called names for attendance. Once again echo's of 'here' and 'present were heard. Even Vinyl joined in. She didn't even bother in making an announcement, or creating a scene. I was surprised by her actions.
"Okay, students, I shall introduce myself as Mrs. Octenlead," the teacher began to say. She was a mare that looked a little bit older than the previous professor. Her coat was burgundy, and she had a purple mane. She also wore glasses, and had a eighth note being written by a pencil as a cutie mark. I had also noticed that she was a Pegasus.
Mrs. Octenlead, looked around the classroom, studying our faces.
"Alright everypony. Class shall begin," she said. Mrs. Octenlead then began to give her lesson. It was mostly what Professional music writing was, just on a higher level. It was insanely boring. I could hear Vinyl's snores from here.
How rude, I thought. Though I was feeling rather drowsy myself... Several ponies in the room were giving out big yawns. Some things that Mrs. Octenlead said was actually rather interesting, and the class would soon wake up again. But she dragged the explanation out far to long.
"Ms. Scratch! Please do not fall asleep in my class room," Mrs. Octenlead cut herself off and scolded Vinyl.
"Huh? What? Is Skrillex here? Huh?" Vinyl responded with a snort. She then looked around the room, and noticed that everyone was looking at her. Several ponies gave out some giggles.
"Oh... Hehe... Sorry, please continue Mrs. Oftenlead," she responded blushing in embarrassment.
"It's Octenlead, Ms. Scratch," Mrs. Octenlead responded, not amused. Class was soon over and I headed home. My first day at Canterlot University was over. It was pretty fun I think, well excluding the annoying white mare.
The next day I noticed that Vinyl Scratch was wearing different headphones. But of course, she was always blasting out her noisome music. As the week went by I noticed that every day she would wear different headphones of different brands.
Just how many of those things does she have?! I though surprised that a pony like her had so many expensive headphones.
She must be totally broke now, I thought with a giggle. I had also noticed that for whatever reason her schedule was exactly like mine. Every class I had, she was there, no matter what day, she was there.
An entire month had already passed. I had finally gotten adjusted to see Vinyl in every single class I had. For pete's sake, I already knew what headphones she was gonna wear. Tuesdays was Beats. Fridays Sony, Wednesdays Shure. Today was Thursday, she was wearing purple and gray Skullcandy headphones. I rather liked those headphones to say the truth... My first class today was with Mr. Stringsberth, a music class where you put everything that you've learned so far in the other classes to use. I gave out a sigh. In every class, Vinyl either sat behind me or across/beside me. In this class, she was behind me. I turned around.
"Vinyl, why do you wear different headphone everyday? Is it to attract people who like your music?" I asked in curiosity. Vinyl looked up and looked at me straight in the eye. Her eyes wear a gorgeous scarlet colour. I had never noticed them, since I never really looked at her...
"How did you know?!" She responded in surprise. That's when I realized my mistake. I had promised myself that I would never get involved with Vinyl yet here I was. Talking to her. What have I done?
Author's Note
Ok so I edited chapter 1 and 2. Hopefully it made things better. However there were some things that I was unable to edit because I either didn't understand as to what you guys ment, or I had no idea on how to make that work. Thank you so much for the advice guys!!
-AnimalGirl
