the Life of a Teenage Pony.
It is my first day going to college. I am super excited to be the first fifteen year old unicorn to attend Northern Magic University. I have been waiting for this moment my whole entire life. I absolutely obsessed about going to this college. I just wasn't expecting to attend this early.
I watch as the bus pulls up to my stop. I was the only one in my line waiting for the bus. I guess I... am special... Or something... It's not that big of a deal to me I guess.
I grab my saddlebag and hop onto the bus forgetting about anything negative that might happen within the next passing week. I watch as the other ponies on the bus put their bags next to them, making it so I obviously cant sit down. I give a nervous grin. I wish I could've just got a ride in a taxi or something. I keep walking back back until I reach the back of the bus. To make things more interesting. Ta-Da! No seats.
I still keep a positive attitude even though things didn't go quite as planned. One of the ponies turns and looks at me and says, "Well. It looks like you've got nowhere to sit. What a shame." I look at the stallion with a neutral look on my face.
"Well no bucking duh Sherlock. It's not rocket science. You'd have to be stupid if you have to point out the obvious all the time." I respond with no emotion in my tone. I didn't even grin a bit when I said that.
The rest of the ponies on the bus laugh at the stallion, as he clearly got roasted by a fifteen year old... Who just graduated high school. "Oh. So I see we clearly have a roast researching stud here. Don't we?" The older stallion says back. Trying to get a few laughs for attention.
"You're really going to argue with somepony younger than you? Plus stating the obvious. I'm going to be the bigger stallion and walk away." I add, "Plus, I'm not a stud. I don't carry around condoms in my bag. But I see you might." I wink, then turn and walk off the bus. That stallion just stood there staring at me slacked jaw.
I got off the bus and on another one that actually had several empty seats that I could sit in. I pick a seat and sit in it. It honestly didn't matter what bus I got on because they all went to the same place. And so far from what I think. It's not that big of a deal sitting on a different bus. Unless you're on it with a bunch of smelly athletes.
Well I'll be gods damned. I should've known this before getting on. Damn it smells so bad in here. I throw up in my mouth a little bit. I never knew that young stallions and mares could smell so bad. Man, I used to think that elementary gym was bad.
I pick a seat and sit down, never bothering to look around, because I would find myself starring at somepony. And that would be very rude.