I sighed, looking at myself in the mirror. I pulled the sleeve of my white hoodie over my left arm, bandages would come later. I put the razor back in its hiding place so mom could't see it and continued getting ready for school. New school, new area. Can't wait to be bullied and no make friends again. Loneliness has been a part of my life ever since I could remember. I don't know if I've grown used to it, or started liking it. Same with the cutting, both my arms are covered. I'm just going over old scars now. I sighed, putting my finger-less gloved hands into the pockets of my blue faded jeans and walked out of the bathroom. We lived in a crummy apartment building, me and my mom. Dad left when he found out mom was with me and he never came back. Mom does what she can, she runs two jobs and gets payed shit for both jobs. I hardly have enough pay for the bus to school. I brushed some of my black and grey mane out of my face and grabbed my backpack. I headed out the door and to the bus that was outside waiting for me. I got in and looked around. School ponies everywhere. I sighed and went to an empty seat as far away from ponies as possible and pulled my hood over my head. The bus drove to its next destination, may it be some pony's house or school. Another pony got on the bus and looked around. She looked right at me with those dark green eyes...shit must have taken her spot or some shit. She was a straight up Tomcolt. She wore a tanktop that covered up her blue coat. She was flatchested and her dark blue mane was in a Fauxhawk style. She had faded lightblue jeans along with that tanktop. She walked right over to me. I quickly looked out the window. "Fresh meat," She said. "You're in my spot..." I didn't pay any attention to her. "Hey, kid! You're in my spot. I fuckin' scratched my Lunadamn name into that window." I gulped. If all Manehattan schools were like this...it was gonna be hell.
"I...I..." She cut me off.
"Save it, get up, asshole." I got up for her. She pushed me to the side and sat down, I went to set back down, but she took up the rest of the seat with her faded combat boots. "Beat it." I looked around for another spot. There was one next to one colt. I sighed and sat down next to him.
"You new here?" He asked. I looked at his golden eyes and nodded. "Well, first off, stay clear of Blue Jay's spot over there, she basically OWNS that spot." He ran his fingers through his short, green mane. He had either never washed his grey coat, or that's the way it looks normally. "I'm Spark." He held out a hand, He bit his fingernails, I could tell.
"White Tone..." He shook his hand.
"I'll help ya survive here. Also maybe help you get on Blue's good side." He chuckled. "She's a good pony, once you get to know her." I nodded and looked down as the bus drove on. The bus stopped at school and I got up and walked down the isle to the door. That's when I was tripped. I hit the floor face first. Some colt next to me had lost it, laughing hard.
"Eat shit, new kid!" I looked at the colt. He was defiantly a jock. He was tall and buff. I mean this kid honestly looked like his diet consisted of Popeye's spinach and steroids. He had a deep red coat and yellow eyes. His black mane was slicked back, making him look stupid as hell. I tried to get up but he used me as a stepping stone to get to the doorway. Him and his gang stepped all over me, laughing. Once they left, I stood and brushed myself off. I sighed and placed my hands in my pockets and walked out. I looked around, my backpack on my shoulder by one strap. I walked to the office to get my schedule and locker number and combo. I was pushed, that fuckin' jock yanked my backpack off my shoulder, unzipping it and emptying its contents onto the floor and tossing the bag into the trash. "THREE POINTS!" He and his gang laughed. I sighed and picked my stuff back up and went to get my bag out of the trash. After I put all the stuff in it, I went to the office and got everything I needed.
I went to my locker and opened it, storing some books into it. The bell ran and I went to first period, math. I hated math. I sat down at my desk and put my arms on it, resting my head on my arms, sighing. Soon, the teacher made an announcement.
"Okay, class!" I looked up. She was smoking hot. She had an amazing body as well, I stopped myself from drooling. She had a hot pink mane along with a peach coat. Her eyes were a sapphire blue. Not to mention...holy fucking titties. "We have a new student. Mr. Tone, would you raise your hand?" I did so. "That is White Tone and he's new here." She smiled. She was sexy as fuck. Ten out of ten would bang. "Why don't you take your hood off so everypony can see your face better? Besides, they aren't aloud." I sighed and took it off. "Thank you. Now...can somepony work with White and help him understand where we are in the book?" All the way in the back, somepony called out.
"OOH! ME! ME!"
"Very well, Pumpkin." I looked back. The pony...she looked like a math book and a science book went at it hot and heavy and she was their child. She had a orange 'pumpkin' coat and a darker shade of pumpkin orange, curly mane. She also had thick, round, purple glasses. She got her stuff and went to the empty desk next to me. "Now, class, you may continue what we did yesterday." I sighed and sat back. The mare looked at me.
"Hi there!" She she said.
"Hey..." I said.
"I'm Pumpkin Pie!" She smiled. Well...her smile was kinda cute. Only a little.
"White Tone..."
"Well, White Tone" She giggled a bit. "I'm the smartest pony in the school. I'll help you out!"
"Well, then I-"
"I've been proven to his the highest GPA, best test results, best everything in this school! Except for PE. I'm not too good at that." She...cut me off to brag...okay...I don't mind too much...She explained the math to me. I put my hood back on halfway though. She stopped mid sentence and pulled my hood off. "No hoods in class...Ms. Heart gets mad when ponies don't obey the rules..." I didn't talk, I just listened. Then I went to do my work and she stopped me to ask me how my day went. I looked her dead in the eyes and told her.
"Shitty..." I went back to my work.
"Now...no need for language..." I didn't respond. I just kept working. She talked and talked the whole time. Soon the bell rang and I got up and tried to leave, but she stopped me. "I'll see you later, White! Call me later?" She handed me her number. I sighed and took it.
"I might..." She smiled and hugged me.
"Yay!" She let off and looked at me. I quickly threw my hood on and walked out. She followed me. She was trying to make it look like she wasn't, but she was. I lost her in a crowd of ponies and headed to my next class. Art. The one class I'm good at besides music. I walked in and sat down at a table. Soon, that Blue Bird what ever her name was at the bus, that mare walked in. She took one look at me and walked over. I gulped and looked away. She stood next to me.
"Fresh meat..." She took a seat.
"H...Hi..." I said.
"Relax, I ain't gonna do ya in like Chet did."
"Who...?" I asked.
"Chet, that big red colt." I nodded. "He'll stop getting on you after a while. He's an asshole anyway. He bullies most of the ponies here. Him and his gang of butthole surfers." I chuckled a little. "So, where're you from, fresh meat?"
"Canterlot..." I said. "I moved here a couple days ago.." She nodded.
"Well, I couldn't hope but noticed that you have an admirer." She chuckled.
"What...?"
"That Pumpkin Pie hoe."
"Oh...her..." I sighed. "She's cool...I guess..."
"Cool?" She laughed. "She's a fuckin' nerd!" She laughed more.
"Hey...come on...she can't help it..." I said, my voice getting quiet. "She's just smart...and annoying...it's not her fault..." Blue sighed.
"What ever, lover colt." It was a free draw period. I took my drawing stuff out. "About Chet, just ignore him and he'll get bored. Trust me, he knows I'm not fun so he ignores me. Also he thinks he runs the fucking place." She made her voice sound stupid and deep. "Don't get any bright ideas about talking to any of my mares, you fucking loser!" I chuckled.
"Wow...he's nice..." I said.
"Well, then you're smoking crack." She laughed. I chuckled a bit. I began drawing. "The fucking other eye, man! It's impossible!" She sighed. "This is stupid, why is suck a simple thing so hard to draw?" I looked over at her.
"Just trace the first eye lightly then try it again...works for me..." She sighed and kept drawing. Soon the class ended and Blue put her stuff away and got up.
"Have fun with Pumpkin."
"I..." She chuckled.
"Send me a wedding invitation!" She laughed a little. "I'm just giving you shit. I'll see you around." Se walked out of the class.
I put my stuff in my bag and walked out as well. The hallway was crowded, ponies heading to the cafeteria for brunch. I sighed and went to my locker. I had history and science next. I got those text books when my locker was slammed shut on my fingers. I yelled out in pain, holding them to my chest, that stupid laughed came up again. Chet.
"Loser!" He pushed me to the ground. I hit my head on the ground, trying to get back up. No use, he put his foot on my chest and held me down.
"Fuck off...!" I yelled at him.
"Look at this kid!" He laughed more. "He can't do shit!" That's when I heard it.
"Hey! Leave him alone, Chet!" Both me and him look over to the pony who said that. Guess who? Pumpkin Pie. The mare from math.
"Leave him alone? Why don't you come make me, four eyes!" He pressed back down on my chest as I tried to get up, my head hitting the ground again.
"Chet, just leave him be!"
"Or what, whore?" I looked at her. She looked taken back. He cracked his knuckles. "Am I gonna have to beat two ponies?"
"L...Leave her alone, Chet..." I said. "Just do what you want with me and go..."
"Chet, leave him alone!" Pumpkin yelled at him, getting closer.
"Look at this bitch! You gonna bore me to death with math and shit? Fucking kill yourself, faggot!" She pushed him off me pretty hard, he must not have expected it cause he hit the lockers. I looked at her then at him. Chet got back up and looked at her. "Oh you shouldn't have done that..." He walked over to her. I'd bet everything I own (what little I own) that he was gonna punch her. She was frozen, shaking a little. What I was about to do was the stupidest thing ever. He went to punch her but I jumped up and grabbed his arm and punched him across the face. Pumpkin saw her chance and ran. He looked at me in pure anger. I felt my arms being forced behind my back. Two of Chets friends were holding me, keeping me from moving. "You're fuckin dead, kid!"
"HEY!" I looked over and saw a staff member walking over. "What's going on here?!" Chet acted like he was doing nothing wrong.
"Me and the new kid are playing." He rustled my mane.
"Likely story....my office, now." Chet looked at me, giving me a death glare before following the staff. Chets friends nailed me in the stomach and walked off. I fell to my knees, holding my stomach. I heard somepony running towards me and they helped me up. I looked and saw who it was, Pumpkin.
"Are you okay...?! I hope Mr. Upshur wasn't too late..."
"No...He was right on time..." I winced a little. "Thanks...for helping with the staff and all..." The brunch bell rang.
"Here, let me help you to your next class."
"I have history next with Ms. Sunshine or something like that...it's fine....you don't need to help me..."
"I have that class too!" She smiled. "Come on, lets go." I followed her to history. Class was normal, I was given a seat next to Pumpkin, she helped me out with history, told me where they were in the book. "White, its hot in here...you should take that jacket off."
"I...I'm fine..." I said. "I like being hot...it reminds me of the hell I'm already in..." I went back to the book. She didn't say a word but I could feel her staring at me. "Listen...just leave me alone...I know you're trying to help me out but I'm most likely gonna move again...there's no point..." I sighed. After a while the bell rung and I packed up, heading to science. I kept my head down as I walked, bumping into ponies. I kept my hood on as I entered the class. I was assigned a seat. Once again...Pumpkin entered the room. She was seated next to me so I could get used to the class and blah blah blah. We were doing a lab...The teacher, Mr. Thunder. He was a bit taller then me. Black coat, glasses, light blue mane. He was a bit of scruff along with a handsome face. He looked at me.
"Mr. Tone...sweatshirt off for the lab, please."
"I'm good...." I said.
"And why do you refuse to take this safety precaution?"
"Cause he slashes at his wrists like an emo bitch!" I could hear Chet in the back...I never hated anypony...ever. But I absolutely hated Chet.
"Chet...one more outburst like that and you'll go up to the office...again..." I sighed.
"I'll just take a zero..." Pumpkin spoke up.
"How about I do the lab work and he takes notes?"
"That's fine with me, Pumpkin. Excellent Idea! This is why you are my start student."
"Also cause she slept with you cause she's a whore an-"
"CHET THAT'S ENOUGH!!!" I jumped. "OFFICE! NOW!" Chet chuckled and walked to the front of the class. "This is why we can't have nice things..." He wrote something down on a slip of paper and grabbed Chet by the arm and walked out of the class with him.
"Mr. Thunder is a bit...Bipolar..." Pumpkin said.
"A bit...?" I said. "Why the hell did you save my ass...? With the notes thing and all..."
"Cause this class is fun! You should have fun and get a good grade at the same time."
"Thanks..." Mr. Thunder came back and we started on the lab. I took notes on Pumpkins work. The lunch bell rang and I packed up, slipping behind the main school building and leaning against the wall and sitting down, sighing. "This day is shit..." I rested my arms on my knees and rested my head on my arms. Pretty soon I was pushed over. I looked up. Fucking Chet....
"You come back here to cut some more?" His group behind him chuckled. I just ignored him and got up. "Asshole I'm talking to you!" I grabbed my back and tried walking away. He grabbed me by my bag and pulled me to him. He grabbed my jacket and held to to him. "I'm talking to you faggot....!"
"L...Leave me alone..."
"No way...you got me in trouble twice today...I only would have gotten one strike if you weren't here!" I punched me in the stomach and pushed me to the ground. I held my gut, groaning.
"Get up and fight, asshole..." He picked me up and grabbed my bag, taking it off me and going through it. He grabbed my notes then tore them up. "Here's your zero, faggot." He pushed me down again. "If you won't fight back...we'll just beat the shit out of you..." I kept ignoring him. "Fine..." I don't remember much...all I remember was protecting my face as they kicked and stomped on me. Once the lunch bell rung, Chet and his gang left to their next class, laughing. My whole body ached and burned. I tried crawling over to my bag. It hurt to move, I just laid there, groaning. I reached out for my bag, grabbing it, I tried pulling myself up. I fell down again.
"F....Fuck..." I coughed a bit. My chest and stomach hut like hell. I yelped out a bit and just laid there. Skipping PE sounded like fun now. I laid there for a bit. Eventually I could hear somepony coming around the corner. I tried picking myself up. Yet again, I fell. My arms hurt...my legs did as well.
"Oh my..." The pony rushed over to me I slowly looked over...Ms. Heart...of all the ponies... She tried helping me up, I groaned and leaned against her for support...I may...may I grabbed her tits a bit while trying to get up. I kept a hand on her chest as I leaned against her. "White! What happened?!"
"I...I was just eating lunch and..." I yelped out a bit, grabbing her arm and left tit as I winced in pain. Celestia they felt amazing...never thought I'd say it...but thank you Chet. "These ponies just...came over and took my science notes...tore them up then beat me..."
"Who?!" I kept quiet. "White, who did this?!"
"I...I..." I wince again, gabbing her again.
"Come on...let's get you to my room...I have prep." I limped with her to her room. She sat me on her desk. Before she did...I gave on last yelp, grabbing a bit harder, saying goodbye to her jugs. I sat on her desk. "I'll call your parents..."
"Parent...and don't...she's one bad pitch away from being fired..."
"I think her work will under sta-"
"No...just....don't..." I sighed. "I'll be fine..." I tried getting up, but she stopped me.
"White! This is serious!" She sighed. "You have to tell me who did this! They will be expelled!" I shook my head.
"I can't...they'll find me..." Also this may happen again...I'd do any thing to touch her boobs again. "They'll hurt me more..."
"No they wont...I will not let it happen. But you are going home for the day." She grabbed the phone and called the office. The nurse came over along with some staff. By then the bell rung for the next period. As I was helped down the hall way, ponies poured out of their classes. I caught sight of Pumpkin...She ran over to me.
"What happened?!"
"C....FUCK!!! It was Chet okay?!" The staff looked at me. "Chet and his gang attacked me!" They rushed me to the nurses office. I sat there, waiting for my mom to pick me up. They tried to get me to take my jacket off, but I wouldn't do it. Pumpkin was by my side the whole time, helping the nurse.
"Pumpkin...just go...okay...? I'll be fine..."
"White...I'm not going anywhere..."
"Why do you keep helping me...?"
"Cause you're the only pony who ever really talks to me...ever new pony does...but then they meet new ponies and...well...jump into the 'make fun of Pumpkin Pie' boat...this is all I really get..." I sighed. I felt bad for her...she's...kinda just like me...
"I'll be your friend...Pumpkin..." She looked at me.
"Really...?!" I nodded.
"Yeah...I've never really had a friend either...so let's be eachothers first friend..." She hugged me tightly.
"YAY!!!"
"Pumpkin..you're hurting me..."
"Sorry..." She let off. She was smiling at me. For the first time in a while...I smiled a bit. They door opened and my mom, Artemis, walked in.
"White!" She rushed over to me and hugged me. "Oh my baby!" She looked at my, grabbing my arms. "Are you okay?!" I nodded.
"I'm fine...mom..." She sighed. She still looked like a mess. Her cream coat matched mine, her blue mane was a mess a bit, she never had time to comb it. Her emerald green eyes were watering up a bit. She stood and cleared her throat.
"I DEMAND to speak with this Chet punk for hurting my son."
"Mom...let's just go..." I got up, grabbing my bag. "Thank's for the help today...Pumpkin..."
"You're welcome." She smiled and I walked out of the office. We walked down the hall. I had a bit of a limp. I got in my moms car and she drove me home.
"Now I have to go back to work so I need you to hang out by yourself for a bit, okay?" I nodded. She hugged me and kissed my forehead. "I'm sorry you had a rough first day, sweetie..."
"It's fine...it wasn't all bad...I met some okay ponies..."
"Really? Now who was the mare who was in there with you? She your marefriend?"
"Mom..." She chuckled. "She's just a friend..."
"A friend on the first day...it's hard to even get you to talk to ponies. Today I guess wasn't a bad day after all." I nodded a bit. She let me out in front of the apartment building. I got out, said bye to my mom, and headed to our room. I sighed and entered, looking around. There was a small ass kitchen, the dining room, living room, one bathroom, one bedroom. Me and mom for the past three days took turns sleeping on the couch. I told her she could have the bed but she insisted we take turns. I didn't want to argue. I sat down on the couch and sat back, sighing. I didn't have any homework today. I took out my phone, looking at it. My phone looked like a playing card box with buttons and a screen. I held it a bit, then I pulled out the slip of paper with Pumpkins number on it.
I sighed and put her number in, my thumb hovering over the call button. I thought for a while...should I...? I didn't want to be a bother...There was a knock at the door. I got up and went to the door, opening it. There was a cloud of smoke blown in my face. I coughed and looked at the pony who did it...It was that Blue Jay chick..."How did you...?"
"I snuck unto the office and looked through files. Can I come in?" I slowly nodded. She pushed past me and walked in. "Man...this place is shit..."
"Thanks..."
"So, you okay? The Chet thing and everything."
"I'm fine..." I sat back on the couch.
"What about Pumpkin Hoe?"
"Pumpkin PIE?" She looked at me.
"Boy, don't be like that. Everypony makes fun of her. You'll see once you get actual friends."
"She's my friend.."
"No...she's not...but whatever. If you want to be made fun of all the time, then yes, she is." I sighed. "I'll see you tomorrow then...by the way, we have PE and Music together." I nodded. She left. I looked back at my phone, Pumpkin's number still on screen. I pressed call and put the phone to my ear. I waited...dial tone...dial tone...
"HELLO?!" I jumped a bit.
"Geez...a bit loud..."
"Sorry...just...nopony really calls me so I got excited. How are ya, White?"
"I've been better..." I said, sighing. "What about you..?"
"You always sound unsure when you talk...are you okay?"
"I'm fine...Pumpkin...I'm fine..." I sighed. I got up and went to the bathroom, turning the light on and pushing my sleeve up, looking at my cuts. I took my gloves off.
"Okay...well...where are you now?"
"In my house...alone...mom had to go back to work...
"And your dad?"
"...don't have one..."
"Oh...I'm sorry..." I sighed.
"It's okay..." I sighed and grabbed my razor, looking at it. "It's...okay..." I closed my eyes.
"White...?"
"It's okay...okay...?" I put the phone down. "FUCK!!" I kicked the door. I clenched my fists, the razor in my hand, cutting my palm. I didn't care. I punched the door. I opened my hand, the razor still in it. I had blood all over my palm and the razor. I went under the counter and wrapped my hand up with the bandages. I made two cuts one my arm. "One for being a fucking moron...and one for being a fuck up...one for...fuck ever..." I threw my razor down. "Fuck...." I sat down, head in hands. "Out of all the fucking ponies to have a shitty life why me...?!" I got up and hit my head against the door. "Move after move...cut after cut...it's never gonna end!!" I yelled out. "Somepony just fucking kill me...end it!" I slid down the door and sat there for a while...before hearing a quiet
"W...White....?" Shit...she was still on the phone. I grabbed it.
"I'm fine!" I said, trying to sound happy. "I'm okay! Heh...heh heh..." I started crying. "E...everyth...things fine...!" I dropped the phone and fell back on my ass. "I...I need help..." I sniffed. I took my hoodie off and threw it at the door. "Celestia FUCK!!" I was just in my short sleeved white black shirt. "Fuck...if you're still listening...Pumpkin...I need help..." I said my address. "Just...fuck get over here..." I laid down, just laying on the floor of my bathroom, looking at the blood run down my cuts. About 30 minuets later there was pounding on the door. I hugged my arms close to me. "C...Come...in..." More pounding. "C....Come in...!" The door was opened then slammed shut. Who ever it was ran to the bathroom. I looked up, Pumpkin.
"White!" She ran to me, grabbing me and trying to held me up. I sat up, keeping the cuts on my arms hugged to my body. She tried removing my arms. I shook my head.
"No...No...Stop..." She kept trying.
"White...I'm trying to help...!" I closed my eyes.
"Nopony is gonna be able to help me...I'm fucked...I don't want help..." She pried my arms from me chest, looking at them. I kept my eyes shut.
"W...W...White...?"
"Listen...It was a mistake in calling you here..." She put a hand on my arm, tracing my cuts. I looked at her. "It started with one and then...it kept getting worse and worse...I was afraid that ponies would make fun of me for them so I kept them hidden...never made friends...kept to myself..." She hugged me.
"White...I'm sorry..." I just sat there. I felt warm...the only pony who ever hugged me was my mom...now...here's this mare a I just met today...actually hugging me.
I hugged back. "Does you mom know...?"
"No...she doesn't...and I don't want her to....it would destroy her..." I got up, grabbing my hoodie and putting it on. "Listen...Chet tore the notes up...I'm sorry I let you down..." She sighed.
"It's fine...Mr. Thunder will understand."
"Pumpkin....thanks...you're a good friend...you're smart...nice...fun to be around...I guess I could learn a thing or a load from you..." She smiled and hugged me again.
"Just...promise me that you'll put the razor down...?"
"I'll try-"
"No, White. PROMISE me...."
"..." I looked at her. "I...I promise..." She hugged me again.
"I better go before my parents find out I snuck out...I'm supposed to be studding..." She went to the door. I let her out. She grabbed her bike that she must had rode here on, looking back at me. I closed the door and sat down, sighing. I went and grabbed my gloves, taking the bandages off my hand and putting the gloves back on. I grabbed my razor, looking at it. I brought it into the kitchen and used the peddle on the bottom of the trash can to lift the lid. I looked at the razor again. I sighed and dropped it in, taking my foot off the peddle. I laid on the couch and closed my eyes. My mom woke me around 7. I yawned and got up.
"Sweetie...you're turn for the bed." I got up, rubbing my eyes.
"You could have taken it...I wouldn't have minded..." I began walking to the bed room. I laid down on the bed and went back to sleep...waiting for the next day.
