The First Day pt 1

For a while, Twilight, or her likeliness, were in my dreams. I didn't know why or who she was. It was because of the unpleasantness of meeting her that it finally clicked why she was in my dreams; why she was the mysterious woman who I had sex with.

It was because I had met her before.

A few years ago, Princess Celestia came by Applewood for a visit. The movie industry's best and brightest were excited about her visit, but the growing pro-democracy movement was also excited for her arrival to give her hell.

Personally, I had no strong feelings on being ruled by a monarchy or a democracy, but those in the movement were cool with their nonconformity, which was finally given a name: Hipsters. I was just a young freshman, so I did it to fit in. Normally, holding signs and screaming obscenities at the princess would of been enough to be in their good graces, but it was not enough for me. I wanted to make my mark in the group of misfits.

We were up since before dawn, planning our spots amongst the crazed fans of the Princess, excited to catch a glimpse of her. My group was sitting around, smoking cigarettes and talking about bands I had no idea existed. As the hours went by, so did the crowds. The media, police, a few select members of the secret service; all them trickled in as well as the crowds to see the spectacle. They had their eye out for us, but being so well-hidden in the group made spotting people like us so damn impossible, especially with other democracy movements in the other cities seeing how this protest would pan out.

It was around high noon, and the Princess was about an hour away before her motorcade would pass by. Seriously, people waited ten or so hours just to see her pass by. It was amusing to see that dedication, coming from a kid who could barely sit still for an hour. I saw this cute girl move past the standing crowd to where we were. She opened her wool coat and began to hand out water balloons that she claimed were filled with watered down paint.

One of the guys hid some in his hat, which was on the ground in front of us. Now we waited for the caravan to arrive.

We heard the roar from the crowd a half-mile off, so we knew it was time. We grabbed a water balloon and waited for her. The caravan turned the corner a few hundred feet from us and the crowd was applauding. At the same time, the pro-democracy protesters were also holding signs and letting their opinions be heard . The first car was a limousine, with two secret service agents walking in front of it. A few SUVs also went through as well. It was then I saw the white carriage pulled by six white horses. The cheers and the jeers were as loud as before as the Princess passed by them. It was complete pandemonium. I would also assume that the pro-princess and pro-democracy people were getting into it as well with each other along the route, but I wouldn't have known from my vantage point.

My heart started racing, and I began to sweat in anxiety. It was time to prove my mettle with the cool kids.

I got a good view of the inside of the carriage since the door was basically removed for the princess to see her subjects. She was stunning in a white dress, and her multi-colored hair looked like the sky during the day, a mixture of blue, green and pink. Even with the screaming college and high school students calling for her removal, she remained graceful, waving at them and her faithful subjects alike. As I join my comrades in throwing the water balloons, it felt as if time stopped as I locked eyes with her.

Twilight Sparkle wouldn’t have recognized me since I was wearing a bandana as a face mask, but I saw her. She was wearing a simple white dress with a gold belt. She had fear in her eyes when she saw the barrage of water balloons being thrown at her and Celestia. Before my dream ended, my view of Twilight was blocked by the Princess. She was royalty. She was the leader of my nation. But she was willing to lay it all on the line for Twilight. It was then I gained respect for her, even though her guards spent all day trying, and failing, to catch me.

***

I woke up in a pool of sweat in my room, and I imagined the rest of us did the same. The sound of the fan that was hanging off a corner of the room was on full blast, giving the room some cooler air, as well asthe whirring sound that we became accustomed to very quickly. It turned out that the weather said "fuck you" to one more week of cooler weather and decided to give us summer already, so the warm shower we had in the mornings turned into an ice shower instead.

I kept thinking of the dream as I loitered around the girl’s shower that morning. I kept asking myself if Twilight remembered that day. I would have to ask about it to see if she remembered me, but for now, I would have to pretend I saw it on TV or something. My train of thought was interrupted by her.

She was wearing her olive green shorts, but was topless, save for a dark purple bikini top. I took a quick minute to look at her body and smiled.

"Morning."

"He said we had to work together, not actually be friends," She snapped.

"I know, but it would make things a lot smoother." I replied.

"Whatever, let’s just get some food and coffee," She commanded.

I stopped and smiled. "What if I introduce you to the wonderful creation called ice coffee? The only thing colder than it is your soul," I joked.