The students sat calmly along the water-banks of the Ponyville lake. It was a place where they each got to know each other better. Where they each became friends. Now, it was a place where they each got to relax. Which is what they were all doing. Smolder and Sandbar rested against Yona; who was napping on a blanket she had brought with her. While Ocellus and Sandbar were skipping stones. Silver stream had turned into her sea-pony form and enjoyed a swim in the lake.

“Ha,” Ocellus laughed as she flew into the air, “I win again.” She finished as she landed back down on the ground.

Sandbar laughed along with her before he asked, “How do you make the stones go so far?” He got his answer when Ocellus held up a very smooth and flat small rock.

“You want to find a small rock about like this,” She began before bringing her right hoof back, “You also want to angle your throw a little bit. That way your not throwing it directly at the water.” She finished before she threw the rock.

The rock skipped off the lakes surface about five times; before finally loosing its momentum and sinking below the waters surface. At the time Silver stream had propelled herself out of the water and turned back into her original form. She flew just above as she flew back to the shore. When she was close enough she landed on the beach.

“This is nice,” She said as she looked out across the lake. Smiling happily as the suns light reflected off the waters surface. Making it sparkle like the stars at night, “I'm glade we chose to come here today.” She finished.

The others agreed before they joined the other three. All of them rested against Yona; who was smiling happily in her sleep. It was a good day to be at the lake; it was nice and warm with a cool breeze blowing through. It was a day where everything was just perfect. Ocellus began to yawn a quiet yawn. Her eyes blinked a couple of times; before she saw a figure sitting along the edge of the lake. When she focused her sight on the figure her eyes went wide in surprise.

“Razor.” She said in astonishment.

What she said woke Gallus, Yona, and Smolder from their peaceful slumber. While Silverstream and Sandbar focused their attention on their classmate. He sat there at the edge of the lake; looking out at its surface. Just staring out at its beautiful surface. They looked at one another before they each got up and began to walk towards him.

Razor focused all his attention on the waters surface. He could hear the sound of multiple footsteps walking towards him. But, he did not care. He was there to clear his mind. When the steps had come to a stop; he looked over to see who was near him. He saw his classmates standing next to him. But, he did not care. He turned to look back out at the lake.

“Hello to you too, Razor.” Gallus said in a sarcastic tone. He hated it whenever Razor would do that.

“Hello to all of you,” Razor replied in his typical robotic-like voice, “Now, please. Leave me alone.” He finished.

Three of his classmates gave off growls of irritation. While the rests just shook their head. All but Ocellus started to walk back to where they were. She did not know why; but, for some reason she she felt there was something Razor was not telling them. Slowly, she walked around him and sat down next to him.

“I asked nicely to be left alone.” Razor said while keeping his sight on the water.

Ocellus nodded, “I know,” She replied while moving close to him, “Are you okay?” She asked.

“No.” He answered.

The others stopped and turned back to look at the two. Ocellus had a look of concern appear on her face, “What's wrong?” She asked.

“I am a burden on my parents,” Razor answered which stunned everyone to silence, “They would have an easier life if I was never born.” He finished.

Everyone gasped at what he had said. Never, had they ever heard any-creature say such a thing. They others had started to walk back to them. While Ocellus had shot to her hooves.

“Razor!” She began, “Why would you say that? Your parents wouldn't have an easier life! They wouldn't have you; their child.” She finished in a voice filled with shock.

“And if I had not been born or had not been born with Asperger's. They would not be having a hard time,” His vision was focused on the lake still as he continued, “I've been to three different schools. Gotten into fights with other students; simply because of my condition. Teachers and principals have written me up on multiple occasions.” He stopped to take a breath while the others stood next to him and Ocellus, “I've been called a freak, bastard, idiot, retard, moron, son of a bitch, and a motherbucker,” If he was looking at his classmates; he would have probably been laughing. For, everyone had their mouths open and eyes wide in shock. Who knew he had such a colorful vocabulary, “I was six when I finally said my first words. They had to hire a specialist to teach me how to do everything a normal filly or colt could do. It cost them around six-hundred bits a session.” He took another breath; the more he explained. The more his words affected his classmates. Gallus and Smolder slightly gritted their teeth; not angry at his story. But, at their own ignorance; for they gave him some trouble in school on occasion. While the others were saddened by his story.

The group sat in silence for a couple of minutes. That was until the silence was broken by Sandbar who asked, “Razor,” A silent pause passed before he continued, “What are you looking at?” He asked hoping to change the subject.

“Nothing. I am just thinking.” Razor answered.

“What are you thinking about?” Sandbar asked with slight hesitation.

Razors' reply was one they did not expect, “If I should drown myself today or not.” Razor responded.

All of them gasped in horror; each of them not believing what they had just heard. Ocellus moved in front of Razor.

“Razor, why would you even think about doing that?!” She almost yelled in anger, “Your parents would.”

“Probably, celebrate with a glass of white wine,” Razor interrupted her, “White wine is their favorite.” He finished.

Smolder unintentionally released a growl, “Razor, are you out of your mind?” She mentally kicked herself for the poor choice of words, “Your parents would never celebrate your death. They would miss you.” She finished.

“I repeat things, I hate certain noises because I find them annoying, I hate the color blue for some reason,” He listed off his faults, “Their is nothing good about me.” He finished.

“What about how you how you can make swords?” Yona asked.

“That is the only good thing about me,” Razor responded, “That......that....that.” He took in a few deep breaths before he got to his hooves, “I need to leave,” He turned to try and walk away, “I need to be somewhere quiet.”

Silverstream suddenly moved in front of him, “No!” She said as she wrapped her front legs around him. Capturing him in a comforting hug.

“Let me go.” He said.

“No,” Silverstream repeated while making him look at her, “Razor, you don't need to suffer alone,” She spoke hoping that she was getting through to him, “You don't need to be sad.” She finished.

“I'm not sad.” He replied.

Gallus then spoke, “Razor,” He placed a caring claw on his shoulder, “Silverstream is right,” He continued as the others stood beside them, “We're here for you. There's no need to be sad.”

Before Razor could respond he was captured in a large group hug. Although, many would already be overcome with emotion. He continued to have the same stoic expression as before, “I'm not sad,” He spoke but the hug only intensified, “I'm not sad,” he repeated again before his head dropped a little, “I'm......I'm.......I'm,” A single tear fell from his eye, “I'm sad,” he finally said. Although he did confirm his sadness; his stoic expression told a different story, “I don't like being sad.” He finished.

Sandbar replied, “Then let us help you,” They then broke the hug, “After all; that's what friends do.” He finished.

Razor looked towards him, “We're......friends?” he asked.

His answer was a nod from all of them. They also smiled happily at him.

“I've,” He began before he paused for just a second; allowing his brain to process the information, “I've never had friends before.” He finished.

Smolder then spoke, “Well, you do now,” She then extended her claw to him, “What do you think about that?” She asked.

It took Razor a moment to respond, “I.......I.......I like having friends.” He finally finished before reaching out to grab her claw.

They had a small handshake and the group-along with Razor- walked back to their spot on the lake. As they walked; none of them-not even Razor himself- noticed the smile that had appeared on Razor's normally stoic face.

Author's Note

Here is another chapter. I would really like some feedback on how I am doing or if the story could use some improvement. I would really appreciate it.