Author's Note

Quick Disclaimer: This chapter will be incredibly cliche. Please don't bug me about it in the comments.

Keep in mind, this is supposed to be comedy, okay?

"Oh dear Celestia..."

OC/N = Your OC name (preferably pony)
Y/R = Your (pony) Race
H/C = Your Hair Color
F/C = Your fur/skin/scale/whatever you have Color
E/C = Eye Color
N/A = Not specified
Y/A = Your Age

The bells of the schoolhouse rang; The sound could be heard all over Ponyville. You jogged up the hill, towards your new school. Shoot! My first day and I'm already late..., you thought to yourself. you picked up speed, whispering words of encouragement to yourself. Almost there...

But suddenly, you lost balance, only a few feet away from the school entrance, making you fall and tumble towards the door. With a loud crash you enter the class room.

Your head hurts and yiu feel extremely dizzy. As you look up, you can see curious filly eyes focused on you. "I... I... uhm, I'm sorry..? Er." You scratched your head, embarrassed, but you didn't want to show it. Great, my first day of school and I already made a fool of myself! Why does this always happen to me... You shook your head in embarrasment.

A voice interrupts your thoughts: "Oh..! You must be the new student... Er, welcome. Also... next time, maybe try not making an entrance like that. It, uhm, disrupts the class." You looked up. It was a small earthpony, with cherry-colored fur. Her curious green eyes stared down at you. There was a spark of friendlyness and curiosity in her eyes.

"I'm, uhm really sorry ma'am, I didn't mean to- I tripped over... something... I don't know... ", you mumbled. "It's okay, dear. Just get up. You might want to introduce yourself", she replied.

The mare lended you a hand to get up. "By the way, my name is Cheerilee. I'm your home ed and history teacher", she told you, while she helped you get up. You quickly thanked Cheerilee and awkwardly skitted towards the front of class, with still all of the students eyes on you. "Well, er, my name is OC/N, and I'm from Canterlot... I'm uhm a Y/R as you can probably see... And uh, I'm Y/A years old... Uhm, yeah."

Quickly you rushed to the other side of the classroom, taking a seat at a random spot. You didn't really care where you were sitting right now, you just wanted to not be the center of attention anymore. You still felt everyone staring at you, as if they were watching the spectacle of a lifetime. Instantly after you took a seat you dropped your backpack on the side of your table and sighed, both hands rubbing your temples.

You walked home slowly this time. The first day left you exhausted, tired and a little depressed.

Oh dear Celestia, talk about a good start... That was terrible! Everypony probably would have laughed at me if Cheerilee wouldn't have stared them down like that. Maybe these ponies aren't full of themselves like those snobby, egotistical Canterlot ponies... Also, how come that mare next to me looked at me like that? She looked... disgusted? Maybe it was because of how I acted. I made a terrible first impression. Clumsy, late, awkward... Anxious. Sometimes I really wonder what is wrong with me. Ugh. Hopefully I can come up with a good lie for mom about how amazing my first day was... It has to sound convincing at least.

You snook in the back door of your house so maybe your mom wouldn't confront you immidiately. Thankfully you were in luck and crept upstairs into your room as fast as possible (You held your breath the entire time, just in case) without your mom noticing. Where was she anyways? Probably at the library. She loves books. She would probably become good friends with Princess Twilight Sparkle, apparently she also had a thing for books, too.

The moment your plot hit the edge of your bed, tiredness swept over you like a tsunami. You yawned and decided that going to bed early wasn't that bad, so you crept under your blanket and closed your eyes, waiting for sleep.