Life In Canterlot 1: The Autumn Term

Vice Principal Luna was using her typewriter. It was something she'd become accustomed to over time. Whilst the rest of the school had their computers and iPads and the like, she was happy with the bare essentials.

Of course, she wasn't cut off from technology in any way. She had a mobile phone, and a typewriter was certainly a step up from handwriting letters, forms and the like (which was just as well, considering her handwriting was poor for an administrator of a school such as CHS). But she wasn't about to use something that she could do perfectly well without.

As she was about to insert a new sheet of paper into said typewriter, the office phone began to ring. True to her wont, it was an old-fashioned rotary phone. She reached over and picked it up, holding it to her ear as she continued to type. "This is Canterlot High School, Vice Principal Luna speaking."

"Ah, hello! You may not remember me. I'm the head of the Inspection Board, Starlight Glimmer. I sent a form to your superiors illustrating the date and time of the inspection?"

Luna took a moment to register what the cheery woman was saying. "...yes, that's right. The school board did phone to say you'd be coming in next week."

"Excellent! I apologize about the short notice, but we're a little understaffed at the moment."

Luna nodded in clear understanding. "No, I completely understand. My sister and I will do everything we can to make sure the inspection goes off without a hitch."

Good to hear! I'll call by tomorrow to check everything's ready for the inspection next week."

Luna smiled, although it clearly could not be seen from the other end of the phone. "Well, it appears that's settled. We look forward to having you at CHS, Ms Glimmer."

She put the phone down.

September 1, 8:46 AM

Inspection Board Offices

Office No. 3

Starlight Glimmer put down her turquoise cell phone with a satisfactory grin. Walking over to her tall glass window, she stood imposingly over the town of Canterlot.

"Soon, they'll understand," Starlight muttered. "Soon, I won't be the one who's alone. Sunburst may have left me, but I still have power." She began to yell. "I'll tear every school in Canterlot to the ground!"

"And then they'll finally see what we're trying to accomplish."

"Welcome to another year at Canterlot High," Ms Harshwhinny droned in a stiff pink cardigan, her hair in a style that was 20 years out of date, and a rope of faux pearls hanging around her obtuse neck. "This year is perhaps the most important of your entire life, so make. It. Count. Now, then, I trust you all have your schedules. Miss Sparkle was kind enough to colour-code them."

Twilight beamed in a corner.

"Not that I see the point, mind. If you need colours to identify what a piece of paper is telling you, you shouldn't be in high school."

That smile quickly turned into a scowl.

"Now, then. I have a few notices." A groan erupted from the class, though Ms Harshwhinny continued. "We have a new member of staff with us here at CHS this year. Many of you will know Ms Cadenza from the Friendship Games, but we're pleased to welcome her here." Again, no trace of emotion was expressed during this announcement.

"Next up, I regret to inform you all that none of you are eligible to run any clubs or run for student council this year."

At this, Rarity stood up in a fluid motion. "Why, that's simply ridiculous! What on earth is going to happen to my Fashion Club now that I cannot run it?"

As she said this, Vice Principal ran past her classroom in some sort of frenzy, catching Ms Harshwhinny's eye and mouthing some sort of plead for help.

"It's no concern of mine, Miss Rarity, so I suggest that you take your seat," the teacher replied, her eyes briefly flickering to the figure outside of her room. "Please wait a moment, class. You can attempt to salvage those schedules of yours."

The teacher left the room and looked down the corridor to find Luna stood on a plastic chair. "Vice Principal Luna, could you please explain why you were causing a ruckus outside of my classroom?"

Luna looked sheepish. "Well, Marcia, the head of the inspection board's coming by later today, and she really doesn't need a negative example before the inspection has even begun. Please, keep the kids under control, won't you?"

And, with that, she ran down the long corridor.

Ms Harshwhinny shook her head. "The nerve of some people..."