Your eyes open slowly, and you drag yourself from the heavenly prison known simply as "bed". You contemplate going back to bed, purposely missing school, but that'd be... oh shit you're almost late! You tumble out of bed with the grace of twenty elephants having an orgy as you rush to the bathroom, attempting to gather your bearings to the best of your ability. After a five minute shower, you head downstairs to fix yourself some breakfast. Some buttered toast should do fine. You'll have to go out for lunch, though. Maybe Spike and Pip have the same idea. You grab your backpack and dash through the door to take on the day. Here you are. Equestria High. You trudge through the hallway, and finally reach your homeroom class, Mrs. Whitneigh. As you walk into class, you draw a strange amount of stares.You slide into your seat next to your two best friends, Spike and Pipsqueak. They stare at you as well, and you see Spike stifling back a laugh. You open your mouth to speak, but a piece of buttered toast drops into your lap. Damnit, not again.
"So, Did you enjoy your breakfast?", Spike asks, before bursting into a fit of laughter. You glare at him, but decide not to let your breakfast go to waste. You would be speaking to Pipsqueak, but he's too busy with his girlfriend, Silver Spoon. You personally wouldn't have had any sort of interaction with Silver Spoon, if her best friend hadn't fallen completely head over heels for you. You often catch her glaring at you, and not in her usual 'I'm a god compared to you, and will go out of my way to remind you of it at every interaction' look. She goes out of her way to constantly be around you, no matter what. But Spike got lucky. His girlfriend, Sweetie Belle, is someone you can tolerate much more, not to mention her two friends Applebloom and Scootaloo were cool to you in their own respective ways. You've even considered asking out either Ab and Scoots on more than one occasion. But you never could. First through third period go by quickly, even more so because you and your friends talked through class for the most part. You brought up lunch, and asked if your friends wanted to go. They agreed, but both asked to bring their girlfriends along. 'Of course', you thought, but decided it would be fine. But when you all met up to head out, guess who was the first to wait beside you and beg you to let her tag along? You guessed it.
