Scarlet High

After a few mishaps involving a wall coming down halfway through Vinyl’s shower, granting Twilight a perfect view, and some of the workers being a bit perverted, they peeped and had blindfolds glued to their eyes, it was finally time to start school.

“Schedule time!.” Pinkie exclaimed, somehow making herself stick out in the sea of people in front of them.

“Yo Pinks!” Vinyl exclaimed, waving the energetic pony down.

“Vinyl! Twilight! Yay you’re here!” Pinkie exclaimed, somehow popping out of the crowd like a wormhole was created. “There’s someone I want you to meet!” She continued, pointing upwards.

“What are those things on their backs?” Spike asked. There was a small squad of people with what looked like wings.

“The different clubs all came together last year and invented them! The Canterlot University got the designs and they’re all over the place now! They’re wings made out of stone, metal and magic.” Pinkie explained.

“That is so cool.” Spike said. The squad finished a maneuver and two of them dived down towards them. One of them had a tye dye hair color while the others looked like fire. They both wore flight suits. They made a flashy landing next to them and pulled their goggles down.

“Heya Pinks, who are these guys?” The rainbow haired one asked.

“Dashie and Fire, this is Vinyl Scratch, Twilight Sparkle and Spike. You three, this is Rainbow Dash and Spitfire!” pinkie introduced.

“Nice to meet you.” Twilight said, holding a hand out.

“Same.” They replied as they shook hands.

“We gotta go pick up our schedules now! I wonder if Flutters and AJ are in the same class as us this year.” Dash said.

The group eventually made their way to the scheduling where they found and were introduced to Applejack, Fluttershy and Rarity.

“What do you have Vinyl?” Twilight asked as they compared schedules. They both had the same Equestrian History class, Magic studies, Physical Education and lunch period. After Lunch they both had Music together, but after that Vinyl went on to Audio Engineering while Twilight went on to Advanced Magic Studies.

“AMS? Damn girl, most seniors say that class is hard.” Spitfire said after seeing it. Before anything else could be said however, a rather obnoxious bell rang throughout the halls. There was a map on the back of their schedule so they didn’t lose their way as they separated to go to other classes. Vinyl, Twilight. Dash and Spitfire arrived in Equestrian History where there was a purple clad woman writing ‘Miss Cherilee’ on the board. The four took seats next to each other and chatted while the class filled up.

“Yo Scoots!” Dash called out when three Freshman girls entered. They walked over, the one with purple hair rushing over.

“Heya big sis! Why are you in this class?” Scootaloo asked.

“Twilight, Vinyl. Adopted little sister Scootaloo. Scoots, people.” Dash introduced quickly. “And I’m in this class because I skipped it last year like half of the other Freshman.” She continued.

“Alright class, I’m Miss Cherilee and I’ll be your history teacher this year!” The teacher said happily. “Excuse me if I treat some of you like you’re younger, I’ve just recently started teaching older kids. I’m usually an Elementary teacher so just tell me if I start and I’ll fix it right up!” She continued.

“Now, I like to get to know my students on the first day, so if you would I’d like you to tell me your name and something extraordinary about you!” Cherilee asked and started pointing at the students from one side to the other.

“I’m Vinyl Scratch. Extraordinary? Well I do work at the campus Nightclub as the DJ.” Vinyl said.

“Rainbow Dash. I’m the fastest flier on campus, proven a total of nine times on record.” Dash said.

“Spitfire. I head the School’s Flight team, the Wonderbolts, and I’m the second best Flier on campus.” Spitfire said.

“Twilight Sparkle... Um, I once beat Princess Celestia and Princess Luna both at a magic spar.” Twilight said. Everyone looked at her. “Um, we weren’t going all out or anything! I’m not that strong! It’s just the rules were set up so it was perfectly fair!” She quickly explained.

“Moving on.” Cherilee said. After everyone gave their names and talents Cherilee started the lesson with something simple.

“Alright Class, Today we’ll go over something that’s widely known, but not as widely understood. The Princesses. Can someone tell me why they’re called Princesses?” Cherilee asked. She was obviously expecting a general cluelessness, the look on her face when Twilight’s hand shot up was obvious.

“Twilight.” She called.

“Celestia and Luna are called Princesses because they are the only people alive today that have the blood of Royalty, who were considered gods in their time.” Twilight recited.

“Very good, most people don’t know that, how do you know it?” Cherilee asked.

“They’re my tutors.” Twilight replied.

“Lovely! Well, as you said the ‘Royalty’ were considered gods because of their power and ability to rule fairly without corruption. Their names were lost to time, but they indeed lived for exponentially longer than a normal person...” Cherilee started as she began the lesson.

“I wonder who the magic teacher is. I asked around and nobody knows, apparently he’s some famous wizard, like even more badass than Starswirl the Bearded.” Vinyl wondered as they entered a very large room. There was an old man sitting on what looked to be a large platform in the middle of the circular room. He wore gray robes and a large gray wizard hat and had an elegant stave.

“Oh, you’re rather early.”He said, standing up with the aid of the stave.

“We are?” Twilight asked.

“Well you’re the first ones here. I imagine your classmates aren’t too far behind you though. So I guess early isn’t quite the right word.” He said, stroking his beard.

“Who are you?” Twilight asked.

“Introductions will be made. I spoke to some of the other teachers and they told me I should Do a sort of round-robin introduction with the class. Hopefully I won’t be getting any egotistical jackasses- excuse my language.” He replied.

“Oh, no worries. I’m with ya on that. Though be glad this one is modest as all hell, she can actually hold up to it if she starts bragging.” Vinyl said, poking Twilight.

“I’m not that good Vinyl! I’m just slightly above average!” Twilight hissed.

“Well you’ve got that right. Your skills appear to be only slightly above average. That is, if we were talking about one as old and powerful as I. At least in potential, power is useless if you don’t know how to use it.” The Instructor said after squinting at Twilight for a few moments.

“See Vinyl? Everyone has high potential.” Twilight said, plopping down on one of the nearby seats as some other students found their way inside.

“Alright then, let’s wait for everyone who’s coming to arrive shall we?” The Instructor said with a smile.

“Very well. I am called many things, but for simplicity’s sake you may call me Gandalf the Grey...Or perhaps Professor Gandalf? Whatever you like as long as I understand it. I’ve been around a long time, I’ve learned to notice many things. Many, many things... Like that note you are passing, Mister green hair would you like to read it for the class?” Gandalf began, his eyes snapping towards where a kid with short green hair was horribly hiding a note.

“Read what?” He asked. Gandalf rolled his eyes and snapped, the note appearing in his hands. he opened it up and looked at it. With a smile he looked up at the boy.

“It reads, ‘This guy is ancient! What can this old bastard teach us?!’... Well miss Vinyl, looks like we do have an Egotistical jackass. Sir, I can teach you many things... Like perhaps the anatomy of a toad?” Gandalf started, the boy suddenly becoming a toad.

“Or perhaps the mechanics of a good levitation spell?” He continued, levitating the toad around the room.

“Or maybe how to overcome the aftereffects of Teleporting? Hold your breath.” He went on, teleporting the toad to the other side of the room. It became the boy again and he seemed like he couldn’t stand. He fell to the ground as the entire room laughed hysterically.

“Now, are you going to behave and let this old bastard teach you magic? Or are we going to have to find out the average speed of a common slug?” Gandalf finished with a smile. The boy tried to speak, but it came out as ‘Bluh’ so he just found his seat and sat down.

“By the way, if you’re not used to it you can counter the after effects of Teleporting by either holding your breath or pinching your sinuses before teleporting.” Gandalf said. “And now that that’s over, I’d like to hear all of your names and what you believe is the best magical feat you’ve acomplished. It doesn’t have to be big or powerful, it can be anything as long as it means a lot to you.” He continued. “Let’s start with the only name I have heard. Miss Vinyl.” He finished, looking at the blue haired girl.

“Vinyl Scratch and the best thing I do with magic is entertain hundreds at the Nightclub using multiple manipulation spells and lighting spells at once.” Vinyl said proudly.

“The great and Powerful Trixie is my name! My greatest magical feat cannot be signaled out for they are all magnificent!” A white haired girl clad in a flashy wizard outfit exclaimed next to them. Vinyl and Gandalf facepalmed.

“Next, please...” Gandalf groaned.

“Um. I’m Twilight Sparkle. I don’t think anything with magic can be the best, it’s all helpful in it’s own ways. But I have Teleported an entire house three blocks away once when I lost control...” Twilight said.

“Keywords ‘lost control’. Before we continue, can anyone tell us why losing control yields such results?” Gandalf asked. Vinyl raised her hand and he nodded to her.

“Losing control is when you lose all control over your magic. This can make awesome things happen, but it’s dangerous because those awesome things can hurt someone or yourself.” Vinyl said.

“A very understandable way to put it, thank you. Now, continue on, you next to miss Sparkle...” Gandalf continued, pointing to the person next to Twilight.