2 Idiots, 1 Love

The school bell rang. Everypony ran outside to go home, all except four students. Blu Ray, with his best friend Mike beside him, nervously walked into Mr. Canter's Detention Hall. Actually, only Blu_Ray was the nervous one; Mike had been in detention a few times last year, and not to mention the year before that too.

"Find a seat. When everypony gets here, we'll start." Mr. Canter's deep voice echoed.

Without saying a single word, the colts sat down.

Glancing around the room, Mike noticed somepony. She was a light purple unicorn with short, spiky hair. Her dark purple eyes stared down at the floor, but occasionally looked up at the chalkboard in the front of the classroom.

Suddenly, another pony walked in. His dark red fur matched his dark red hair, which also had a yellow stripe in both the mane and tail. His hooves and muzzle were also yellow, and his eyes were orange. His cutiemark was a guitar.

"Everypony! Now, I'm only going to say this one time, and one time only. You are going to open up the dictionary, and copy all of it until the time is up. No talking, no noises at all! Got it?" Mr. Canter's strict voice bellowed.

Everypony nodded silently in reply.

As Blu Ray and his detention buddies were into copying the dictionary for what seemed like hours (even though it was about ten minutes) the room had become too quiet for teenagers.

Mike began humming. At first it was mumbled, but then the ponies next to him could hear it. Luckily, Mr. Canter could not.

Blu, who had been sitting to Mike's right, began to tap the floor with his hoof. As he carried the beat, the purple mare began humming too, in perfect harmony with Mike.

Unfortunately, the noise had become too audible. Mr. Canter was aware of the music, and he quickly put it out of its misery.

"I said no noises! Now you ponies are going to have to stay behind an extra fifteen minutes." The stallion demanded.

An hour had passed. "Blaze Firehoof, you are free to leave." The stallion dismissed the red colt.

The colt said nothing as he put away the dictionary and turned in his work.

He walked out into the hallway, not looking back at the others.

"As for you ponies, you need to get back to work! You'll be lucky if you even get let out!"

The ponies continued writing.

After fifteen minutes, they had been released. As the dean/teacher stayed inside to clean his classroom, the students walked silently into the hallway.

"My question is why is he a dean and a teacher?" The purple unicorn mare asked once the door was shut.

"He used to only be the dean. But then he thought the teachers were way too lousy, so he let one go and took their place. And darn, the old teacher was way better. She actually gave us liberty!" Mike replied.

Turning the corner, they saw the red unicorn colt that had been dismissed a quarter hour earlier.

"Why are you still here?" The purple mare asked.

"I wanted to talk to you guys." Blaze replied.

"What do you mean?" Mike added.

"We seem like a pretty cool group, ya'know. We all do have something in common, too."

"The fact that we all had detention on the first day of school?" The mare responded.

"I think he's talking about when we all started acting rhythmic at the beginning of detention." Blu replied.

Blaze nodded his head. "We could really get somewhere with that!"

"But you didn't do anything!" The purple unicorn protested.

"I can play guitar." The red furred colt replied.

"Let's start a band!" Blu Ray concluded.

"What genre?" Mike asked.

"I like heavy metal." The purple unicorn suggested.

"We never did learn your name, pretty face." Mike said.

"What did you call me?"

"Nothing. What's your name?"

"I'm Amethyst Starr." she replied.

Mike only stared at her, a smile growing on his face.

"What about pop?" Blaze suggested.

"What about rock?" Blu Ray added.

"I think rock will work. It's close to metal. If it's hard, solid, gothic rock that is." Amethyst somewhat agreed.

"I don't know about gothic rock, but hard rock sounds like fun." Blu replied.

"Whatevs."

"I like the idea of rock." Blaze stated.

"Me too." Mike added.

"It's settled then. What should our band nam-" Blu Ray was cut off by a younger mare.

"Excuse me, but do you know where Mr. Canter's room is? I left my schedule at home, and I need a book from his classroom for homework and-"

"It's down that way." Mike said, sighing at the interruption of an eighth grade filly.

"I'll show her." Blu Ray said. While showing the white-furred unicorn to the room, he had a strange feeling that he had seen her somewhere before.

"Do I... know you?" He asked her.

"I met your sister earlier. I'm Vanilla Mocha, and you're... Blu Ray, right?"

"Yeah..."

"Cool. So, is this his room?"

"Yup."

"Thanks!"

'Uh-huh."

Blu Ray walked back to his friends. "What took you so long?" Mike asked.

"She knows my sister! Not only because she told me, but she acts like Stopmotion, too! She wouldn't shut up!"

Mike only stared at his friend.

"Okay, so we need a band name. What about the 'Starrs'?" Amethyst suggested.

"Heck naw! We ain't name'n it after you! Amethyst Starr!" Blaze Firehoof protested.

"I'd rather be named that than the 'Firehooves'!"

"Is that supposed to be offensive?"

"STOP!" Blu Ray yelled. Carrying on with a somewhat different subject, he said, "We aren't getting anywhere by arguing! Let's vote on some names, and then we can choose from there. This is a band we're talking about. It's not just one of us, it's all of us."

"You've got a point. But can we still vote on the name 'Starrs'?"

"I guess... I don't really see why not."

"I vote for 'Starrs'!" Mike agreed, wrapping his hoof around Amethyst's neck only for it to be pushed off by the purple mare.

"I think we should be named 'The Blazing Rebels'." Blaze said.

"Well, Blu?" Mike asked, "You can tie it or you can win it."

"I like them both. What about 'The Rebel Starrs?'"

"I actually kind of like that." Blaze agreed.

"I have a band named after me!" Amethyst exclaimed.

"Good idea, Blu!" Mike said.

Just then, the four ponies, now known as The Rebel Starrs, heard hooves coming down the hallway. As the white furred unicorn approached, the hall became silent. Not looking at anypony, she continued down the hall, with a Photography Learners book levitating in the air next to her.

Although nopony looked at her, a certain colt had his eyes on her. "Okay Blu, since it's getting late, I'm going home. We can figure out where we'll have band practice tomorrow." Mike said.

"Hey, Amethyst... wanna walk home with me?" The pale unicorn asked, looking at the purple pony.

She only slapped his face in return, and trotted down the hallway towards the school doors to go home.

"Hey, are you okay?" Blaze asked Blu Ray. The blue colt's yellow eyes hadn't moved since Vanilla Mocha had exited from the school.

"Y- yeah." He said, turning around. He grabbed his book bag and left the school.

"Your drinks." A waiter ended the memory. The stallion passed out the lemonade, cokes, and the water.