Chapters You put your palms over your face and sigh, stilling leaning back in your chair. You lose your balance. "WoooOOOH-OOF"
God dammit. This day couldn't get any worse. You rub your shoulder, having taken the brunt of your fall.
"Need some help?"
You look up...Twilight again.
"Yeah, thanks."
She holds out her hand and pulls you up. "What was that all about?" she asks.
You stare at her, wondering if you should even bother telling her. With a sigh you say, "Well...she didn't accept my feelings." You pull your chair back up to its legs and sit back down, her sitting beside you.
"What do you mean?"
"I like Ms. Cheerilee."
"What?! Really?"
You nod. "Yup."
"Well what did she say?"
"Well...No, obviously."
"I know that, but like...what did she SAY say."
"Why do you care?"
She glances away...then back at you. "Well, I was kind of watching...and you both looked really uncomfortable. Body language speaks volumes and...I couldn't help but notice."
You shrug. "Makes sense..." You sigh and lean forward, laying your chin on your arms. "She said that I'm too young and that we should just stay friends."
"Yeesh." she says.
"Yeah. Typical 'Dear John' letter."
She puts her hand on your arm. "I'm sorry to hear that, Anon...you can talk to me if you wa-"
"Nah, I'm fine." you say, sitting up and giving her a small smile.
"You sure?"
"Yeah. Never better."
She looks at you suspiciously. Then she smiles. "Want to hang out after school or something?"
Your face goes red. She notices. "Heh, you alright, Anon?"
"W-What? Yeah...I'm fine. Schools over though."
"Well then lets hang out now, then! You like books, right?"
"Yeah..."
"Do you like A.K. Yearling?"
Your eyes open a little wider. "You like Yearling?"
"Yeah, she's one of my favorites!"
"Mine too."
"Whats your favorite book by her?"
"Cavern on Gilden's Peak." You both continue talking about your favorite book for the next hour or so. You're really hitting it off this time. She tells you her favorite books and her favorite parts in them with a lot of enthusiasm. You sit and listen for the most part, offering the occasional "mhm" and "yeah" to let her know that you're listening to what she has to say.
"So then he actually discovers the machine that he needs to use for time travel and-"
She glances at the clock. She gasps. "Oh man, I'm late!" she shouts.
"What?"
"Oh, I can't believe this..." she says, packing up her things, having gotten a few books out of her backpack while she was talking to you.
"Here! You can borrow this...and this..." She makes a small pile of books in front of you.
"And..." She scribbles down something on a sheet of paper.
"Here."
"Whats this?"
"My number! Gotta go! Oh, Rarity is going to be so mad." she says, throwing on her backpack.
You're speechless as you look at the phone number. Well...that was certainly a turn around.
"Bye, Anon!"
You snap back to reality as you look at her leaving. "Oh! Bye, Twilight!"
She leaves, saying goodbye to the Librarian as she leaves.You look down at the piece of paper she gave you with a bitter feeling in your mind. A bittersweet feeling.
On one hand, Cheerilee completely shut you down. On the other hand, Twilight seemed to really like you. Ah, but the young ones always have so much baggage. You sigh, laying your face down on the desk, arms around your head. You think over the situation.
She is really pretty. Like...really pretty. She has the magenta stripe in her hair. She has a gorgeous smile.She's around the same age, but so what? That's not that big of a problem.
You push your head up and look around the library.
Its quiet... You sit up and stretch, a yawn following soon afterwards. Stuffing the books twilight gave to you into your backpack, you pick it up and realize you've got quite a heavy load to haul home.
Great. Unable to carry it on just your one shoulder, you put your arms through both straps and start to walk towards the exit.
"Didn't go well with Cheerilee?"
You shake your head. "Not at all."
"Maybe you just caught her off guard, Anon. You shouldn't give up just because of that."
You look down at the floor and smile bitterly. "She seemed pretty dead-set on her decision. Really off put by it. I think I'm just going to let this one slide."
She looks at you suspiciously. "Did that Twilight girl change your mind?"
You look up at her. "Yeah, well, maybe."
She snickers at your comment.
"Anyway, I think I'm gonna hit the road. I'm tired."
"Alright. Well good luck with Twilight, Anon."
"Thanks. Peace."
You wave to her and open the big library doors. On the other side is an empty hallway... It's eerily quiet for a school. What time is it?
You glance at your wrist watch.
5:22PM
Well no wonder. Schools been out for more than 2 hours now.
Taking a deep breath, you walk through the empty halls. The tapping of your shoes against the tile flooring causes a slight echo with each step you take. Its just so weird for the building to be as quiet as it is.
...You really hope you don't run into Cheerilee. That being said, you're going to have to keep clear of the library for awhile. But thats where Twilight always is...
Oh fuck, there are awkward times ahead of you.
You groan...from a combination of being mentally exhausted and frustrated with the situation that you just realized is in your future.
You don't need this. Especially after getting shot down by the girl of your dreams.
Remembering what the librarian said, you wonder if she really just sees you as a boy and not a man. You push the school's front doors open and are pleasantly assaulted by the fresh air.
You breath it in deeply. If theres anything you love, its fresh air. You stretch your back a little bit and crack your neck.
"Ah..."
It feels nice. You make your way down the steps and take in your surroundings. Not a kid in sight.
You figure you'll head home now. You walk down the side walk.
Cheerilee.
You try to think of something else.
Cheerilee.
You try to think of something that you like.
CHEERILEE.
You try to think of something that bothers you.
Cheerilee.
You can't get her out of your head. Its...just the devastation of being shut down the way you were. It actually kind of hurts.
You really do like Cheerilee.
What if the librarians right? What if all you did was catch her off guard?
You sigh. Like you said before, she seemed pretty set in her decision.
She probably wants a man...not a boy...just as the librarian said.
Do you really come off as just a boy to older women? You cringe at the thought of it.
You need to be more like a man than a boy. Maybe you should get a job.
You got your license, but you can't even drink yet.
Ugh. You can't even legally do things that all adults can do.
Feeling discouraged, you keep walking home...your house not that far away. What to do today? Play video games? Browse the net? Who are you kidding? You are a boy.
Your right hand in your pocket, you fiddle with the piece of paper Twilight wrote her number on......Call Twilight?
Isn't THAT a manly thing to do? Talk to women?
Eh. Nothing thats going to change what Cheerilee thinks. Maybe you should stick with women your own age. Its looking pretty grim for your thing for older women. They just want something that you can't offer.
You groan loudly as you approach your front door. Your mom's car isn't in the drive way.
House to yourself.
Thank god.
You walk through the front door and kick off your shoes. Stepping inside the house, you pull your phone out of your pocket along with the piece of paper Twilight gave you.
You tap into your contacts and put in her number, assigning her name to it. Tapping the 'okay' button, you now have Twilight in your contacts. Her brand new contact page appears after confirming. At the lower left corner of your screen you see the button 'Call'
Wouldn't it seem desperate to call her so early? ....Yeah...If not a little bit creepy. Right?
What if she thinks that you're not interested by not calling her? You play around with the thought in your mind for a bit.
Sighing, you decide to give it a little time...but not too much. You put the phone back into your pocket and sit on your couch. You lean back and stare at the wall.
Still thinking about Cheerilee. Are you ever going to get over this?
She's amazing. Those beautiful green eyes, her poofy pinkish hair, those freckles, her smile, her laugh... You just had to make a move on her. You coudln't help it. You just feel that way about her. Its not all bad though...but you can't help but feel like you're not as good as you thought.
Whatever. You're going to play some video games, do your homework and relax... After all...you're just a boy.
That night you lay awake in bed, the thunder booming outside.
Wha....
Author's Note
Just a little filler, NSFW will be a good bit away, just wait.
Whys she knocking on her own door? Eh, she probably just wants to properly introduce you to her mother. Whatever, its fine.
The house itself is pretty spacious, well-furnished, hard-wood flooring...really nice place.
Holy HELL what just happened. Yeah, you were teasing her but...you didn't think she'd just cave like that. You hold your hand up to your mouth. She just... Holy shit.
The weekend passes quickly.
Author's Note
And another chapter done on Hearth's Warming. Just in time for all you.
Having not gotten enough sleep the night before, up reading again, your mind starts to shut down and you fall asleep. You sleep relatively peacefully, though admittedly a bit too early. Well, your mother was complaining you were getting up too late...you'll probably be up before her at this rate.
The week passes by slowly...nothing of note really happens. You hang out with Twilight in a study hall room, being more than willing to move away from the library considering what had happened on Monday. Saturday finally rolls around and you're in your bathroom, trying to make yourself look as good as possible.
Author's Note
Minor filler of what's to come! NSFW will not be any time soon, I'd Predict at least five chapters. Sorry for those who are here Just for that.
Who's Ready for Meatloaf?
"Hi, Anon!" Twilight says happily. You walk up the front steps of her house.
Author's Note
Another one done! More to come! Meatloaf finally Story over good bye!
You sit and eat awkwardly. You and Twilight talk back and forth about your books, though both of you are uncomfortable. Velvet doesn't pay much mind to it.
Author's Note
Little late, but more to come! I blame Toradora! for my tardiness.
Add New Contact, Twlight Velvet
No.
Author's Note
I know this is late and not in the correct format. I blame google docs and my need for an editor. Birthday passed so that didn't help, but here is the new chapter!
As you get back onto the sidewalk you can't help but celebrate. Mental fist pumps everywhere. Actual fist pumps.
HOLY SHIT!
Author's Note
Ta-Da! New Chapter! Took long enough, I know, just been catching up on my "Laziness" from too much studying for Latin and passing with a B+. Anyhow, New chapter. Dubs right?
"I love you!"
Author's Note
Yes, clowns do not rain. It is physically impossible unless they are melted and then evaporated into the sky then gravity forces the clown to the ground.
You begin walking to second period.
You head to second period, your teacher yells at you for coming in dripping wet and sends you to the nurses office. Conveniently, they have a washer and dryer in the school for cleaning gym uniforms. You just have to sit in the nurses office almost completely naked waiting for them to dry. Lunch is over, third period starting before you even get your clothes. You're all dry now at the very least.
"I think your dessert made me sick."
Author's Note
Certainly a Gentleman Anon is, considering he basically has the gentleman usage of a sailor. That tongue he uses deserved a bottle of liquid soap and then a full bar of soap, tenfold.
She opens her notebook and starts working on your homework.
Author's Note
Fear not, Sex will come soon!
Hiking is always good, never deny it.
Hiking is always good, never deny it.
Scene music
Author's Note
How about this for blue balling you guys and making ovaries over cook for those ladies out there? I am evil for the extra wait, though I am sure you already know this, I bet you can guess what's coming soon so be ready!
You breathe a sigh of relief.
Shlick shlack shlick shlack.
Its getting late.
You continue to proceed down the trail, light growing dimmer.
Author's Note
Trolololololololololol, inching closer to the next great experience, just one more chapter, I promise!
The car is exactly where you left it, all the others that had previously been around it long gone.
Author's Note
Too Lazy to edit the format on this one, but here is what you faithful people have been waiting for, the fun stuff!
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Bad Boys, Bad Boys, What you gonna do when they cum in you?
You sit your chair up and Velvet tries to cover herself up. Frantically, you try rolling down the window.
Velvet starts the engine of the car, still silent.
Sitting silently in the car, she turns to look at you.
Author's Note
Here we are again, another in >greentext format. And another chapter after such a long time, i guarantee it will probably be as long for another chapter, so here is to another fun chapter about bath time.
"I'll catch up with you guys later. I gotta return this."
Your friends look to see the book you're holding up and scoff.
"Anon, why do you even waste your time reading?"
"Its not a waste of time you uneducated Fuck. You should try it some time."
He shrugs. "Whatever, Anon."
Your friends walk off as you head to the library.
You're excited. REAL excited. You stop by the library often these days. You enjoy reading. You really do, but Ms. Cheerilee tutors in the library after school on Fridays.
You're Fucking ecstatic. Maybe you should start taking tutoring with her.Fucking brilliant.
You've always had a thing for older women. Her overall friendliness and happiness is just contagious to you.
You look down at your book and flip through it nervously as you make your way to the library. Heading up the stairs, you look to your right down the hallway.
Library
‘Alright, here goes nothing.’ You make your turn and approach the large library doors.
Pushing them open, you're immediately hit with the familiar, musky scent of books. Fresh.You glance left. Then right.
"Afternoon, Anon." You glance over at the reception desk.
“Afternoon." you say, walking up to the librarian.
“Say, have you seen Cheerilee around?"
She shakes her head. "She cancelled for today."
‘Fuck.’ “Ah, well...okay. Thanks for the info."
"Is there anything I can help you with?"
You nod. "Yeah, I need to return this...and I'm going to see if I can find something worth checking out."
She takes your old book and you begin sifting through the shelves. You're drawn to science fiction novels, but you're looking to expand today...maybe fantasy or something.
You drag your index finger across potential titles. “No....No...No...." you mumble to yourself. Nothing is really sounding interesting to you.
"You just grazed over a couple of really good ones."
You glance over.
Twilight Sparkle. You've seen her here in the library a couple times, but never spoken to her. “Yeah? Like what?"
She leans over next to you and starts poking through what you've already looked at. "Liiike...This one." She pulls a book from the shelf and holds it up to you.
“When Two Become One?"
"Yup! Its about a guy who gets transported to another world and falls in love with someone from there."
Romance? “Pffft" You scoff.
She glances at you. "Romance can be a very interesting read!" she retorts.
You shrug. ”Nah, not my thing. Not one of those lovey types of people."
"What kind of stories do you like?"
You think over her question for a moment, not really realizing you're having a conversation with a total stranger. “Oh, well...Action, Adventure, Science-ficition..."
“Ooh! Good taste! But, maybe you should go outside your comfort level."
She offers the book to you.
“I dunno..."
"Whats your name?" she asks.
Oh. My names Anon. Nice to meet ya."
"A pleasure. I'm Twilight Sp-"
“Sparkle."
"You've heard of me?"
“Well, yeah, you're in the Rainbooms."
"A fan?"
“Oh yeah! You and Rainbow Dash have amazing voices. And her guitar work is fantastic."
"Whats your favorite song?"
“Music In My Soul...easy."
"Wow. Didn't know we had any actual dedicated fans...."
You take the book that she previously offered to you. "Yeah, I've been listening for awhile now." You glance down at the cover.
"I...guess I'll give this a read. Thanks for the suggestion."
"No problem, Anon. Did you want to hang with the band sometime?"
"What, like actually get to meet everyone?"
She nods.
"That would be Fucking fantastic!"
She's taken aback by your foul language, but she nods in agreement.
"Sounds like a plan. I'll talk with them about it...you can find me in the library after school most days. Meet me on Monday."
"Okay, sounds good."
"Nice meeting you, Anon."
"Feelings mutual."
She walks off with a wave and goes back to her table where she's reading some weird looking book. She's pretty cute. You guys hit it off pretty well. Your thoughts still focus on Cheerilee, though. Ah well. You've got a whole weekend to relax, what are you worried about?
Taking the book back to the front, you hand it to the librarian. "Anon, I had no idea you were that type of guy."
"What do you mean?" You glance down at the book.
"O-Oh, It was just a suggestion from Twilight, not my usual re-" She laughs at your sudden stuttering. "Just kidding..." She swipes it with the laser scanning doohickey and hands it to you.
"Its due in one week."
"Oh, and Anon?" You take your book bag off.
"Yeah?" Putting your new book into the backpack she says, "I have a surprise for you."
You turn and look at her. "Eh?"
She smirks and points to the library entrance. There are two windows on each side of the library doors...through on of them you can see Ms. Cheerilee. Heart skip.
The librarian laughs at your reaction. "Anon, your face is all red."
You glare at her. "What are you talking about?"
"Anon, you don't even take tutoring sessions with Cheerilee, yet you come in to see her everyday...and girls can tell these kinds of things. You like Ms. Cheerilee."
You roll your eyes and sling your backpack back on. "Yeah, I guess I do." you say, accepting your defeat.
"Don't you think she's a bit..."
"Too old?"
She nods. “Yeah, she must be in her mid 30's...and you're...well, in High School. You got to think of it realistically, Anon. Women her age want a man. Not a boy."
"You calling me a boy?"
She shakes her head. "No, but you have to understand that she is probably going to see you that way."
You give a discouraged look.
"I'm not telling you to give up or anythi-"
The library doors open. Cheerilee enters, walking up to the reception desk.
"Did any of my students come by?"
The librarian turns to her. "Yes, but they've left already...I thought you cancelled...?"
"I did, but my after school plans ran into some...complications."
"Sorry to hear that....though." The librarian looks over to you. "Anon was looking for you though!"
Cheerilee glances over at you. "Oh! Hi, Anon!"
"Hi..."
"What can I help you with?"
The librarian blurts out, "He needs help with his math!"
You glance at the librarian. Then back at Cheerilee. The librarian gives you a GO! signal
With a sigh you say, "Yeah. Math."
"Okay, well have a seat at one of the tables and I'll see what I can help you with."
The librarian gives you a thumbs up. Well at least she tried hooking you up. You walk over to the table, nervous as fuck. Just play it cool and everything will be fine, Anon.
You pull out her chair for her.
She giggles, "Why thank you, Anon! Such a gentleman!"
"Yeah. No problem." She sits down and you push her chair in for her. Okay, could NOT be going better so far. Sitting across from her at the table, you pull off your backpack and remember that you don't have math this semester. Shit.
She waits patiently as you pretend to dig through your backpack.
"Uhh, Cheerilee?"
"Hmm? Yes, Anon?"
"I uhh...I don't actually have math."
She gives you a confused look. "Then...what did you want to see me for?"
You rub the back of your head. "Well I was wondering if I could talk to you about something kind of personal."
You talk to her on a regular basis, so something like this isn't entirely out of left field.
"Okay, Anon...well, what did you want to talk about? I must say this is kind of out of left field."
"Well, theres something I need to tell you."
"Well, you can tell me anything, Anon. I may not be your teacher, but I'd certainly like to help."
You breathe in slowly. You breathe out slowly. "Well, Cheerilee, I was wondering if you want to like" You fiddle with your fingers, staring down at them. "Maybe...spend some time together after school..."
She blushes."Wh-What? What do you mean?"
"I don't know, like...going out and getting a drink or something."
She starts shifting in her seat, looking kind of uncomfortable. "Gosh, Anon...I don't know what to say..."
"Will you at least consider it?"
"Anon...you're a great student, and a very handsome man, but...I feel as if you're too youn-"
"Too young? Come on, age is just a number."
She blushes again. "Anon, I just think that you would be better matched with someone your age."
"Women my age don't really know what they want. They're still experimenting with what they want. I'm past that stage."
She giggles. "Anon, you're still young too. You have a lot of things left to figure out."
She stands up."I'm really flattered, Anon...but I think we should stay friends."
Ouch. That almost physically hurt. Disheartened, you nod slowly. Trying not to show disappointment, you smile.
"Right. Friends. Thanks for at least listening to what I had to say, Cheerilee."
She waves her hand dismissively. "No problem, Anon...I should really get going though."
"Right..."
"Goodbye, Anon." With that, she walks towards the exit.
You lean back and sigh.
Author's Note
A work in progress i've used on 4chan and edited for this format. I've been working on this for quite some time. Hopefully better than my other stories.
The Dynamic Reading Duo!
You do your morning routine: Piss, Shower, Dress.
Author's Note
Anon apparently just doesn't understand the concept of reading like dashie does. Just another bit thrown in, maybe some good parts in the next chapter perhaps? You will never know!
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To drive, or not to drive? That is the question.
You walk out the front doors. As you walk down the steps, you think about what you need to do.
Author's Note
Been awhile eh? Perhaps It is nearly time for some fun?
