The Start of Something New
Life in Crystal Prep was, Difficult. The students were somewhat snide, even when I first came here. It was like I was the one that didn't belong here. My name is Dawn, and I'm a C student here at Crystal Prep. With that said, Principle Cinch was happy when I requested a transfer.
She didn't use anything like blackmail like she usually does with some others before they get what they want. Instead I was the 'lucky' one. I stopped by my friend Dusk, my only friend, to say goodbye when he gave me a shirt.
"It was going to be a birthday present," he said before concluding, "I'll always remember you bro."
"As will I," I said before quickly adding, "Brother in Arms, Yours Life or Death." taking my right arm with a fist to my heart, with him following suit, finishing with a fist bump.
As I walked away towards the front doors, looking at the shirt before walking out. It was a Crystal Prep Uniform shirt, but had a patch opposite of the school logo. Two rifles, Two Barrett model 82A1's to be exact, crossed with the words 'Brother in Arms' underneath the recoil pad on the stock of both rifles, perfectly even level. I like Firearms as much as he did, and I could understand why this would have been my Birthday Present.
I smiled before walking out the door to the parking lot to get in my Diesel Pickup. Yes I drive a Pickup, one I made from a Dodge Ram 2500 single cab, into what it is today. I got in it, started her up, and headed to the school on my transfer papers, Canterlot High School. I pulled out of the bus lane, yes the bus lane. Principle Cinch let me park there because of how long I modified my truck. I you can drive a Pickup you modded with two rear axles and a 16 foot tail bed, and your principle lets you park in the bus lane, Your lucky like me.
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I got to Canterlot High and parked on the curb in front of the school. I looked at the shirt Dusk gave me before I killed the engine. "aw hell, I might as well." I put it on and to my surprise, It was more comfortable than it looked. I cut the engine off before walking to the front door, transfer papers in hand saying to myself, "OK Dawn, you can do this. It a different school, different students, be yourself and everything will be fine."
I walked through the door of the school and at that moment I felt at ease. Like a storm cloud in my mind and heart just suddenly vanished. There were a few students and staff walking around, possibly running errands for others and the like. I stopped one and said, "excuse me ma'am, but where is the principles office?"
She looked at me and responded in a low voice, lowly audible but quite possible to here, "Down the hallway, take the stairs to your right, then follow the corridor to your left and look for a door to your left with a sun on it."
"Thanks ma'am," I replied with a smile on my face before asking, "Whats your name ma'am?"
She responded but got lower in volume, "My name's Flutter..." I personally have great ears so I could make out what she said.
"Thanks Fluttershy," I responded, getting a smile out of her, possible because nobody could here her name for the first time like me maybe.
I turned to take the hallway, only to look back to her, still looking at me with those Cyan eyes and smile and wave at her, which she returned back before heading to do what she was going to do. I followed the path she gave me, with the transfer papers in my hand, before knocking twice.
"Who's there?"
"I'm a transfer student from Crystal Prep."
"Enter."
I opened the door, only to walk in the room where two grown women were in, Possibly Head and Vice Principles were sitting down, "Bad time?" I asked with a look of worry on my face.
One responded, "Not at all actually, The School is on lunch break so my Sister and I was chatting." She said offering me a seat on the other unoccupied chair, While Giving her my Transfer papers just before sitting. She looked at the papers before responding, "Well everything is in order. Welcome to CHS, I'm Principle Celestia and this is my sister, Vice Principle Luna." Luna holding her hand out offering a shake, which I returned with a nod and smile before Celestia continued, "I hope you have a wonderful time here at Canterlot High Dawn. If you want, you can look around for the rest of the day and see which classes you would like to partake, just tell me at the end of the day," She paused" did your parents drive you here, or do you drive?"
I took a while to respond, not really knowing how to answer, "I'm alone without parents, just old enough to live by myself," They both looked as if they can understand what my situation is before continuing, "I drive a diesel pickup I modded myself, bout 25 feet long, Just look out the window and you could tell what I mean."
Celestia, followed by Luna looked out the window, Celestia answered, "We have five parking spaces open in the school parking lot that it could fit in." That was music to my ears, CP didn't have any spare unused parking spaces for me, mostly because they were all stuck-up,
Son-of-a-Bitches there.
"Agreed, You could move it after you leave this office it If you want. Just look for five empty parking spaces in a row against the fence up in the front. I'll radio the Janitor to unlock it If you choose to." Luna responded while I nodded.
"Is there anything else you need help with?"
"No ma'am."
"The door to my office is always open if you do, and enjoy your stay here at CHS."
"Thank you." I said grabbing my stuff and walking out the door.
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Vice Principle Luna was right, Cause the janitor was right by the gate ready to unlock it. His name along with his look was spot on, 'Discord'. I'll admit he was a nice guy though. He shared some common interests that I had, one of which was being the only one of two before me to drive here for school in a Pickup.
I was on my way to the cafeteria where I was scarred by someone who said, "Hi, are you new here at CHS, If you are, where did you come from, do you drive here, how do yo..."
She caught my hand in the air, "Can you please slow down ma'am, It's a bit to fast." I said with a nervous 'he he' at the start.
"Sorry, I'm just always excited when a new student comes here to CHS, I know your new cause I know everybody here, and I mean ever-" She cut herself off with a look of curiosity before answering, "are you that guy that stopped Fluttershy in the hallway?"
"Please don't tell me I did something wrong."
"No silly," she said putting her arm around my back, "She said you were the first one to here her name without asking a second time, which made here even more happy when you waved at here."
"Though your the first one didn't fall on the floor from a surprise 'Hi' with me," She said with a finger on her chin, "Do you want to meed my friends?"
"Wouldn't hurt I gue-," The Girl yanked me by my arm, towing me with her, till we got to a table.
"Everybody, I'd like you to meet," She paused at me, "What is your name?"
I answered nervously "My name is Dawn, I'm new here."
"This is Dawn," They smiled and waved while I returned the gesture, "Dawn this is Sunset Shimmer,"
"Hi."
"Rarity."
"How do you do darling."
"Rainbow Dash."
"Wazzup."
"Applejack"
"Howdy." she said with a tip of her Stetson.
"This is-"
I cut her off smiling while saying, "Fluttershy." All she did was smile and wave, while the others looked at me with curious faces.
"Yup, and I'm Pinkie Pie. What ya say girls, can we help him fit in around here?" All of them went 'M-Hm' in unison and nodded.
It Might be Better Here Than CP after all.
The school day went through nice and easy, which I was surprised about. The students were a nice, welcoming bunch. It made me feel good, but also a little unsure and I don't know why.
I was the last one to leave the parking lot aside from the janitor, Discord. I just didn't feel right with everyone looking at me and thinking, 'he looks likes a show off', or 'he gets special privileges and he's new?' If you drove a Pickup like mine and you were at a Stuck-up, show-off, piece of shit school like Crystal Prep, you would think the same way, wouldn't you? Anyways I was on my way home when I was called by Dusk, which I happily answered the phone.
Dawn: "How ya doing Dusk?"
Dusk: "I feel good, just got accepted into the Mechanic class I wanted. You?"
Dawn: "Good first day, even though somewhat short, but better than at Crystal Prep," I paused before finishing, "Thanks."
Dusk: "For what?"
Dawn: "For the shirt, I like It. How did you know the M82's are my favorite?"
Dusk: "You always play Black Ops 2 with it as your Primary, as well as fallout games with the M82 weapon mod and always use it."
Dawn: I smiled while adding, "To-shay, and really though, I like it. Wore it in the school actually." I left out parts like 'It's comfortable' and the like.
Dusk: "Glad to hear, I'm pulling up and I got stuff to do so, I'll catch you this weekend maybe?"
Dawn: "Maybe, sure. Bye."
Dusk: "Bye." and he hung up. I turned on my radio to the CD player and listened to the first song: Real Gone.
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I pulled into the driveway at around 15 till 4 in the evening, noticing the 1966 C10 Chevrolet I needed to finish working on for Dusk's father. Yes I work on vehicles, mostly just refurbishing/rebuilding classics for a living but I digress. I opened up the garage to get my tools out and change when I heard a noise. I whipped around seeing nobody.
I didn't know if I should Grab my .357 magnum Mk1 Desert Eagle beside me and go look. But the neighbors would either shoot in the air or shout for anything suspicious. Considering everyone in a town of less than 400 people, 20 miles outside of the city, was either born in the south or like me: Parents raised in the south, moved here, then I was born. Everyone here watched each others six as much as everyone had two or more guns in their home. Most people who pass by here for some sights say: Were more safer then the most useless organization on the planet could ever be, which is pretty accurate to, since the Department of Homeland Security is pretty useless.
I decided to go to work on this beauty of a classic. It had a white paint job on it with blue flames on the body. 155 Horsepower, 250 cubic inch engine, giving decent torque with great fuel efficiency of 4.1 liters in a straight 6. Though there was some problems with the engine, such as the pistons were corroding before the block itself, which I replaced with Homemade Stainless Steel Match Pistons, as well as a head gasket and interior stainless steel lining to help prevent corrosion for years, as well as smooth operation for the pistons as well as overall performance. If you can't tell, I rebuilt engines for years, all from my house.
I fixed it up as good as new, with new tires which I was getting ready to put on. Until someone tapped my shoulder. I whipped around, fist clenched and almost hit my neighbor, BFF, Moondancer.
Moondancer: "Sorry for scaring you Dawn." stepping back between scared and nervous because I could have struck her.
Dawn: "It's all right." I said dropping my fists, while my heart rate dropping down to normal.
Moondancer: "It's coming along good huh?" she said with a smile.
Dawn: "It is," following the sound of my impact wrench unscrewing the lug nuts, "just putting on the new tires before taking her out for a spin," which I always do when I rebuild the engine, before adding, "you wanna ride in it?"
Moondancer: "Sure, I guess." she said twirling her locks with her index finger, which was cute. We grew up here in the same Neighborhood, so we were like BFF's in a way.
Dawn: "Alright then, It shouldn't take long." the sound of my impact on and off between swapping out old tires with new ones on original rims, that I got from the Junkyard a while back and repainted them. I was putting up the tools, Moondancer helping also before declaring, "Alright, Lets go give her a test drive." I opened up the passenger door for Moondancer and raced to the other side, hopped in, and started her up.
The engine cranked up within a second, telling me the parts I made were running nice and smooth. The exhaust made the 66 pickup sound sounded like a NASCAR vehicle, I even pushed the gas pedal a few times which told me two things: one, the engine was modified for racing at one point in time. and two, this engine is a high performance, V8 equivalent custom built engine in an Inline 6 package, which explains why there were two turbo-chargers under the hood, which there was many made like this from the factory, just never sold many.
Moondancer: "Semi-Rare engine, Right?"
Dawn: "Yep," I said pressing the brake and shifting her in gear, "Let's see how this bad boy can run." I said while pulling out into the street, Moondancer buckling up just before flooring it.
The sound of the exhaust, as well the torque of the engine made a good amount of smoke from the tires for a split second, before taking off down the street. The speedometer went from 0-60 in less than 2 seconds, I know cause I was looking at my watch before braking at around 85 miles an hour. The dash on most pickups like this went from 0-100 M/H, this one went to 160, all ties this pickup together about how bad ass this truck is/was around the time. Now we were just cruising before Moondancer chimed in.
Moondancer: "That. Was. Awesome!" she squealed, quite similar to a fan-girl at a Garth Brooks concert, "We need to do this more often."
Dawn: "Got my Grandpa's old 69 Mustang GT in the garage we could take out sometime, If you want." Moondancer gave me a surprise peck on the cheek.
Moondancer: "I would love that." she said softly, while putting her left hand on my right one, which I wasn't using at the moment and squeezed it.
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We backed up in my garage bout 2 hours later, ready for Dusk's father to come get it tomorrow afternoon. I Killed the engine and ran to Moondancer's side, opening the door to let her out.
Moondancer: "See you tomorrow afternoon?" she asked, smiling.
Dawn: "Sure, Dusk will be over also for the weekend so," I paused before adding, "You wanna go fishing after school tomorrow?"
Moondancer: "As long as I'm with you yes, plus, Love you." she gave me a wink before heading home.
We may be BFF's, but were more like a brother and sister status in a way. She does like me, but not like that, Even though her parents want me and her to be boyfriend/girlfriend. Personally I wouldn't mind that, but I told her until she says it, I won't want you to feel like your forced to be with me. Which she understood, she knows I don't want anyone to feel like their a slave, I you know what I mean.
I went Inside my front door to be greeted by my dog Gabe, which is a German Shepard, jumping on top of me.
Dawn: "Hey buddy," I said, petting him while on the floor, licking me before getting off. I got up and stated, "I'll give Moondancer's mother credit, she can clean, huh boy?" Getting a bark from Gabe, in agreement.
I went to the garage to close after letting Gabe out for a few. I washed my hands and got out of my jumpsuit, while grabbing the shirt Dusk gave me and calling Gabe to come in. The garage door closed just moments after. I went to my bedroom, which used to be my parents. I started thinking about them, the good times I had, then I started thinking about how they died. I wasn't affected from It for now at least. Gabe, however, could tell I was worried.
Dawn: "It's nothing bad boy."
I had Gabe for about 3 years now, and dogs can tell if their master is depressed or not, after all, their said to be 'Mans Best Friend' for a reason. I got in the shower and let the hot water hit my head, loosening my muscles from the little bit of work I did, but the 2 hours of sitting down in a great classic pickup with Moondancer, my back needed it. When I got out bout 30 minutes later, I put on a pair of khakis and a polo, and went to sleep. With Gabe's head on my stomach.
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"Mom, dad, are we there yet?" I asked
"Almost,the-" My dad was cut off, falling to the ground. Then my mother. Then I felt a prick in the neck, then within a second I joined them.
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I don't know how long I've been out, I was blindfolded, but I came to my senses I could hear screaming. The type of scream of someone being raped, "MOM, DAD, Where are yo-," Following the sound of a certain Desert Eagle fire, my fathers. With one, followed by another. I heard Footsteps coming towards me, removing the blindfold, allowing me to see what I didn't want to.
My parents, laying on the floor, necked, bruised, gut-ridden and covered in blood from knife wounds. I couldn't see the faces of my captors, but I noticed what one of them was holding: My pa's Prized Mk1 Desert Eagle. and the god damn, fucking, son of a bitch was holding it. No, not holding it but pointing it. at me. Aiming it at my head but before firing it, a shot from what I could tell, a 9mm hit him, which caused him to fire a hot .357 magnum at me. in my upper left portion of my rib-cage.
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I shot up in bed, breathing heavy while scaring Gabe. I pulled my knees to my chest, burying my face and cried uncontrollably for what felt like an hour. When I got myself together, I looked at my alarm clock which said it was only 3:57 in the morning, which made me think mostly about how lucky I am to be alive.
I sighed, glad it was just a nightmare, thanking God I was alive another day. "I may have only one lung, thy father who art in heaven, but I'll live thine life to the fullest, before thou angel of death comes to take thine self away from thee miseries of tiss' forsaken planet, Amen." Gabe barked at me before licking me in a approving way.
