Breaking Self-Loathing.by Apollo49ChaptersStarts with a Single TearBegins with a Single Word.Opens with a Single ClickStarts with a Single TearI’ve contemplated typing this... Hundreds of times I’ve wanted to start typing and let my emotions out, but I never see the point. If this gets anywhere to the point where someone reads this. Then I am long gone. Whatever fraction of myself is left hopes that this will never see the light of day to anyone. Or if it does, I hope the reader studies my words and reaches out for me. I have a hard time reaching out to people, even with the friends that I have... They never seem to notice my broken smile. Before I drag on into my life story, allow me to clarify that this does in fact happen to people. And I pray that I am not the only one. There’s two things you should know before I begin. I am not suicidal, never have been. Even though I’m beaten by the thoughts of it, I never considered it a reasonable option for a man like me. I’m very good at hiding how I feel... But there are days where I seem to show it just a little bit as a sort of self conscious way of letting someone know that I’m not okay. But no one would notice, or perhaps they didn’t even care. Now, with that out of the way. Let me begin with a simple introduction just in case a stranger is reading this, and if that’s the case, what are you doing on my computer? My name is Silver Strings, but my nickname is Leon. It’s what most people call me anyway. Well, the rest like to call me g-string because of my name which is sooooo original. But, even as those words type out on my screen... It still hurts. Picture yourself inside a bubble. From the outside it’s easy to pop, easy to move and control. But on the inside it’s like being trapped in a room with no way out, mindlessly floating around. The only hope is before you hit the ground something outside the bubble pops it, but instead the only thing that saves you is the ground. That’s exactly how my life is. Only I’m stuck in midair with nothing to save me. Trapped in this godforsaken bubble that keeps me from being free to make my own choices, but instead I’m forced to go in a direction I don’t want to go in. Just to save my own skin. Call me selfish but there’s really nothing I can tell you that will give you the glimmer of hope that no one ever gave me. There was never really a happy ending for me... How about starting from the beginning? Let’s start with my family, which is the only reason I’m even still kicking with energy. My mother has a tough attitude, but on the inside she’s a very caring person even though she tends to not let anyone see that part of her. Even from her own son might I add. My father is known as a comedian. He believes that going through life without smiling and having a laugh is not a way to live. Wait until he realizes his son’s smile sometimes is weak or fake. I’m not completely emotionless, I just have to fake it sometimes. It’s kind of lonely. I’m kind of treasured by them, but they always kept me on my toes and teach me to fend for myself when it comes to life. I really appreciate that they look after me like that. Nothing about my home life would ever make me change where I am. The only thing I do hate is leaving home and entering what I call Purgatory, stuck for 7+ hours in a place that does nothing but torture me. Welcome to Lakewood High, the embodiment of all my misery. Because all the people there are out for themselves, and I don’t understand why I don’t try to escape. Maybe it’s because I need the education... But what’s the use in getting an education when you are being pushed around by people who think their legends but they are just like me. There to learn and to leave. Plain and simple. I guess it isn’t that easy.... Spending an entire day afraid of how people will treat you is terrifying, that’s why I have a harder time getting up in the morning. Being alone with my thoughts causes me to breakdown. The worst part is being alone during this time. The only person I’ve ever broken down in front of was my best friend Dubstep. Even though he lives hundreds of miles from me due to him moving away, he’s always there online for me to talk to when I’m down. Having a target on your back is horrible. I believe the only reason people picked on me was because they were jealous. If your life is in the dumps and you feel like at any moment you can break down crying... And then you meet this kid who’s all happy go lucky and loves life... Some people would let those be, but the majority want to break down those kinds of people. It’s wrong. And ever since those days I continued on to freshmen year of High School. Both Elementary and Middle School have brought me lower and lower into this pit that is hard to escape from. But who cares, I embrace the pit anyway. I left Middle School with a fake smile during the Graduation Ceremony. During the last days the bullies made it nothing but hell for me. Standing alongside other classmates as we surrounded a table to play this card game. I wanted nothing more than to leave that place with a real smile, but I’m afraid I wasn’t the only one with plans. As I chuckled at a joke that was shared, I turned too late to find one of the biggest bullies slam into me. He ended up knocking me into a chair, and I practically almost cut my hip open as I hit the floor. The guy laughed and played it off like he didn’t push me that hard when the other students saw me fly into the chair that was five feet from me. A shot of adrenaline coursed through my veins as I brought myself to my feet. Ready to start swinging. But as I clenched my fist as I took as step forward toward this bully, I stopped suddenly. A thought appeared in my head explaining that he wasn’t worth my time. So, I simply pointed at him and said. “You’re lucky I’m graduating.” Before returning to my seat in the corner of class and not saying anything more afterwards. I remember turning towards the Teacher who heard and saw the entire thing. And he didn’t do a single thing, just sat in his chair with a finger so far up his rear end with not a care in the world. This was a tipping point... After the ceremony, I went home for the summer and hid myself in my room. I shut out so many emotions inside of me that I couldn’t think straight. I knew that there was no way that people will care enough to stand up for a person in need. Everyone just cares for themselves. Nothing to it. After a month passed, my father began to notice that the only time I came out of my room was for dinner. Joined by my mother they confronted me during dinner. Asking me if there was anything they could do for me, or invited me to family events. All sounded quite interesting but I just didn’t feel like it. I just wanted to go back into my room and sleep. I knew they were just worried about me... And yet, I still snapped at them. Getting on my nerves with the constant questioning, they insisted on me telling them “what was going on?” “Why I was hiding in my room?” “Why I never went out to hang out with friends?” Then, I finally let it out. “Because I hate myself alright!?” As soon as those words escaped me, I realized those words were true. I indeed only cared if others were happy while I stayed broken... I didn’t want anyone to feel like I did. I picked up a napkin from the middle of the table, wiped off the remnant’s left from the food, thanked them for dinner, before retreating to my room. The next day, my dad knocked on my door and asked if he could come in. At first I didn’t say anything, but I indulged and told him to come in. This begun a long conversation, half of it I don’t even remember. But the last half was me telling him everything, I could see that what was happening to me crushed him. It’s been a few days since then, and things proceeded as normal. Except for one thing my father mentioned. He got a new job in a new city, there’s also a place my mom can transfer from her work as well. So, in this new home, I write this the day before I start High School at Canterlot High. Constant thoughts of what it might be like constantly toss themselves around my head. I just hope it turns out better than what I went through. I’m glad my father gave me this new start. I’m running out of ideas on what to write, so I guess I’ll end here. If you’ve read this all the way through. Thank you... But also I’m sorry. As it may have turned out this school was just as worse as the other. As he finishes typing, he stares at the last sentence he typed before pulling away from the computer. The cramp in his hands didn’t bother him, what did bother him was the really bad urge to pee after typing all that out. Author's Note Ended with a little bit of comedy, who doesn't like Comic Relief in stories rather than just complete sadness. This is the first chapter and I hope to continue this later on if people enjoy it. Begins with a Single Word.Morning. There are two types of people when it comes to mornings. One that enjoy the waking up, the sound of chirping birds outside the window and the taste of freshly made coffee that warms the body after a cold night. Then there are those who hate waking up, hating the entire world for disturbing their sleep with the heat rays from the big ball of fire in the sky. But rarely, there’s a third. Silver opens his eyes as the birds sing outside his open window which restrained Silver from falling back to sleep. Silver turned his head to the side to look at the end table to find that his phone was still charging on it. Begrudgingly, he reaches over and picks up the phone. 6:00 A.M, I have school in two hours… I should get up. He sets his phone down, turning his head back to look at the white popcorn ceiling. He knew he needed to get up and shower. Unfortunately, that wasn’t going to happen. Silver felt a heavy weight on his body that was preventing him from wanting to get up. Constant thoughts of denial of a happy school year. There was no way that there was going to be any sort of happiness in his eyes. Silver’s breathing began to quicken as his thoughts started to mess with his emotions. Luckily, his phone went off. Snapping back into reality, he grabbed the phone and hit the call button “What? What?” Silver answered quickly, sitting up in his bed. ”I’m calling to make sure you’re awake, get your stinky butt in the shower. I’ll be there in…. Um… an hour?” Over the phone was his best friend Dubstep. “My stinky butt? I’m sorry, who lives in one of those run down shacks on the outside of town?” Silver smiled smugly as he started getting out of bed. ”Oi! My sexiness compensates the stink my house makes.” He laughs over the phone, he's always the type of guy that laughs at his own jokes. Silver rolls his eyes with a smile. He enjoys the type of friendship he has with Dubstep, they always tease each other. The best type of friendship is being able to judge each other without caring about feelings. It makes the friendship more enjoyable. “Alright, I’ll see you when you get here.” After hanging up the phone, Silver went off to do several of his bathroom duties. He accidentally took a longer shower than he realized due to the fact he was going through ideas of what kind of melody he could play on his guitar. It helped distract him from his darker thoughts and to prevent it from making his life a more living hell than it is now. With the shower out of the way and after drying himself off, Silver wraps the towel around his waist only to take a look at himself in the mirror. His pure white skin glistened, his short white hair with black streaks looked disheveled which he proceeded to style with a comb. Afterwards, he leaned against the counter and stared at himself. Part of his brain hated the way he looked, absolutely repulsed. Silver more agreed with the other part of his brain which enjoyed his pure bright blue eyes the most. He earned that trait from his father which he idolized in retrospect. He sort of envied his father in a way, might have been the fact he was smiling day in and day out. He has rough days every now and again just like everybody else, but he never lets it get to him. I wish I could be more like him… Silver thought as he stared down at the sink for a moment. Now it was time to get dressed. He donned a normal graphic T-shirt of one of his favorite shows but hid it with a zip up black hoodie he had. He wore dark blue jeans and a set of black sneakers. He took a deep breath before exiting the bathroom. Entering the kitchen, Silver began pouring himself a cup of coffee which was prepared beforehand by his mother. After adding two spoonfuls of sugar and creamer, he stirred it to mix it together. With the cup in hand, he headed toward the couch in the living room where he found his mother sitting with a tablet in her hand and a big cup of coffee next to her. A lavender colored skin tone with straight dark purple hair down to her shoulders. Everything about her screamed purple. Her name is Violet Ward, she works for a nursing home that takes care of seniors who can’t take care of themselves. She has told him a lot of stories of awful people she worked with or had to deal with, but on the good side there were some who are kind to her. The only reason she gets through rough days is her husband. And of course, her loving son. “Morning, Mom.” Silver greeted with a smile as he sat down next to his mother. He set down the coffee cup to pull out his phone which he proceeded to browse through. “Morning, bud. Sleep well?” She asked, not looking away from her tablet. Silver gave his mother a shrug to which she responded. “Same.” After a few seconds of silence, Silver spoke up. “You don’t have to worry about taking me to school today, Dubstep’s picking me up in thirty minutes.” Silver explained as he took a sip of his coffee. Violet nodded. “Cool.” She said, taking a small sum of her coffee. “I just hope one day you get your own license so you don’t have everyone driving you around.” She gave her son a knowing smirk. "Most of your friends drive like maniacs." “I’ve got the car, I just need to pass the test.” Silver said kind of nonchalantly. After that short conversation it reverted to silence as they stared at their electronics. Even though it didn’t seem like it at first, but that’s how Silver and Violet bond. Before either of them knew it, a honk was heard outside the house. It let Silver know that Dubstep had arrived. He turned to his mother. “Alright, I got to get to school.” He gave his mother a small hug before he started heading towards the front door. “Have a good first day, love you.” Violet called out. “Love you too, Mom.” Silver responded before opening the door. Closing it behind him, he heads down the stairs of his porch to meet up with his friend Dubstep who was waiting for him next to his Nissan 350Z which is painted purple for that is Dubstep’s all time favorite color. There stood Dubstep leaning against the hood of his car, the sun shined upon his red skin tone. His red hair with purple streaks flowing down to his jaw line, he liked to grow out his hair as it made him look more ‘sexy’ in his words. Dubstep wore black slim fit jeans and an Excision T-shirt he got as a gift from Silver. It's obvious from a distance that these two were very good friends. “Holy crap… Dude, you glo’d up!” Dubstep chuckled, walking up to him with a huge grin on his face. Silver rolled his eyes. “Dude, how many times do I have to tell you to stop hitting on me?” He joked, knowing that wasn’t really the case. But Dubstep joked back. “Not till I’m six feet under.” He laughed, putting his hand out for a bro hug. Silver reciprocated taking a hold of his hand, and pulled Dubstep into a hug. “How long has it been? Three years?” Silver asked, a sense of nostalgia running through his mind. The two broke their hug. “Too long to count my man.” Dubstep went over to unlock his car while Silver kind of froze in place as he stared into space for a minute. He also knew where he was going inside that very car. Dubstep turned around to notice him still standing there. “Come on man, get in.” He ushered. At this time, Silver was having second thoughts about this. Even with his friend he still felt like he was going back to that hellhole. He felt his heart beating in his chest, it was starting to make his ears ring a little, and he started taking a broken deep breath. Dubstep of course knew what was happening, and took the appropriate action. Dubstep pulled away from his car, making his way to Silver. Setting a hand on his shoulder, the two of them locked eyes and Dubstep gave him a reassuring look. “Listen, man. I’m telling you, this school is ten times better than Lakewood. You’ll have to see it to believe but I’m helping you step by step break out of that shell of yours. It’ll be a lot easier doing it in person than over the computer.” Silver let out a defeated sigh before saying, “You might be right....” Silver said with dismay in his voice. He humbly gives in as he makes his way to the passenger side of the car. Dubstep suddenly realized he missed the most important detail. “Oh, and also man. That school is packed with hot chicks.” He chuckled, getting in. He was trying to break the somber mood so it wasn't all depressing. Silver rolled his eyes. “Jeez man.” He mumbled as he got in the car as well. Dubstep started the ignition and Silver was blasted with loud electronic music that shook the car from the bass. "Dude!" Silver shouted, covering his ears. Turning down the music, Dubstep let out a cackle. "Dude, that was hilarious. I've never seen you jump like that." Silver groaned, not exactly annoyed but shaken from the loud encounter. "I think my ears are bleeding..." "Come on, admit it, it was funny." Dubstep pulled the gear into drive and pulled out from the curb to begin the ride to school. Silver gave a mocked laugh. "You're hilarious." He said sarcastically. The music playing, which was turned down, allowed Silver to relax in a way after a short time. Canterlot High School... Oh boy... Author's Note Introductory to one of my friends OC's who is Dubstep. He is actually my best friend IRL, and I put him in this because he was a big part of my life. Even though he may be a mess to handle sometimes. Opens with a Single ClickThe door clicked when Dubstep opened the door. He took in a breath of air before holding the door open for Sliver. Taking small steps at a time, Silver entered the building and took a second to look around. One thought crossed his mind. This place is huge... The first thing Silver noticed were the banners that hang off the second floor of a golden horse head, symbolizing the school mascot; The Canterlot Wondercolt. Silver also noticed how many students were walking around. They still stuck to the normal quota of certain groups in school: Nerds, Jocks, Preps, etc. But, the amount of sheer school spirit that filled those around him brought a small genuine smile to Silver. He felt a tap on his back as Dubstep leaned on his shoulder. "Take it in, Canterlot High. What do you think?" He asked with a grin. Silver pondered for a second before he chuckled a bit. "It's a lot cleaner than my old school." He said, looking at the clean reflective tiles on the ground that had small lines that created a decorative floor. "Well, that's because we have a better janitor. He actually works instead of sitting around reading a magazine. Speaking of which, does he still do that?" Dubstep questioned. Silver gave him a nod. "Honestly, that's all he ever does now." He then proceeds to shake his head. "Let's not talk about that place. New start... Remember?" "Right." Dubstep nodded as well before giving him a smile. "Well, let's start with Principal Celestia's office." He began to lead Silver toward the main offices. After walking for a bit, Dubstep put a hand out to stop Silver from continuing to walk. "Dude, look." He said as he pointed down the hall. Silver turned his head to look at this very colorful girl coming in their direction. Rainbow hair, blue skin tone, and eyes with a darker shade of pink. In Dubstep's eyes, he watched as Rainbow Dash walked down the hall with a soccer ball under her arm. Everything was playing in slow motion for him as she greeted those she passed, walking as if she was the most awesome person in the school. "That's Rainbow Dash." He said to Silver. "Captain of almost all of the sports teams..." Silver turned his attention back to Dubstep to notice the dorky look on his face. "THE Rainbow Dash? The one you talk about all the time?" Silver remembered their conversations mainly being about her. "She's so cool, she's doesn't care about anything." He said with slight excitement. Silver raised an brow at Dubstep, before turning his attention back to Rainbow. They witnessed the Rainbow Dash in question get stopped by a younger girl. More particularly a young girl with purple hair and orange skin. "Rainbow Dash!" The purple haired girl said loudly, it was obvious she couldn't contain her excitement around Rainbow. "Can you sign my soccer ball?" She asks, holding said soccer ball out. "Of course, squirt." Rainbow set down her soccer ball and placed a foot on it so it doesn't roll away. She is also handed a black marker by 'squirt'. Rainbow takes the cap off with her teeth and proceeds to sign the ball as requested of her. Afterwords, she gave the marker back to her as well as the soccer ball. "Now, how about on my first game this semester. When I make a shot, I'll face you and..." Rainbow started to think for a second before smiling. "I'll give you one of these!" Rainbow took a step back to have some room and did a perfect back flip. Dubstep leaned down to Silver as he whispered. "Hey..." He said quietly. "Do you think she can do the splits?" Silver turned to give him an obvious look. "I don't even know why you are asking me that. Shouldn't you know?" "Do I look like stalker?" Dubstep blurted, offended. He realized he said that too loudly and looked around to see if anyone heard him. He let out a sigh of relief. "Good, I thought that..." "You said that out loud." Silver had his attention turned back to Rainbow. "Ah, crap." The girl was in the middle of a hysterical giggle before cheering out. "You'd do that for me!?" Rainbow ruffled the girl's hair before picking her soccer ball back up. "Anything for you squirt, now, hurry off to class or you'll be late." Rainbow smiled at the girl as she hurried off to her class. Resuming her walk, she notices Dubstep and starts to walk over. Dubstep's eyes widen when he noticed this which causes him to lean against the lockers with a sort of cool attitude. This caused Silver to look at his friend in confusion. "Hey, Dub." Rainbow smiled. "How was your summer?" She asked. Silver got a good look at her this time, she seemed like the laid back sporty girl type. Silver noticed this huge personality change in Dubstep as he responded a bit quiet like. "Good good... um.. yours?" Rainbow smirked as she leaned to the side, and set a hand on her hip. "I had a blast with the summer sports, ranked 'Undefeated' in this years baseball team." She pointed at herself with a thumb with pride. "Awesome." Dubstep turns his head away. Rainbow's attention was then turned to Silver. "You look new here. I'm Rainbow Dash." She held out her hand to him. "Allow me to welcome you to Canterlot High." "Yeah, new student." Silver greeted her by shaking her hand before introducing himself. "Silver String." "Silver huh? Neat name. Catch you guys later." Rainbow then continued down the hall, clearly going to her class. Once she was out of earshot, Silver turned to Dubstep now with an even more of a confused look. "What was that?" Dubstep, reverting back into his normal personality, pulled himself off the lockers turning his head to watch her leave. "What?" "You... You weren't well... You." He pointed out, stuttering on his words as he couldn't figure out how to say exactly what he saw. Dubstep continued to watch Rainbow leave, leaning down to whisper to Silver. "Look, I really like this girl man." Silver smugly smiled. "Don't screw it up." He joked. Dubstep gave him a smirk as he said. "No promises." And then they were back on track on leading Silver towards the main offices. A door with a nameplate that read 'Principal' was now in Silver's vision. "Is that it?" He asked, pointing at the door he was looking at. "No it's a freaking Kiosk, of course it's the principal's office!" Dubstep sarcastically said, before chuckling at his clever joke. Silver glared at Dubstep. "You didn't have to be rude." Silver and Dubstep headed to the door. Dubstep raised his hand up to knock on the door only to be interrupted by a mature woman's voice. "She's not in right now, she decided to make her rounds early this morning." Silver peered around Dubstep to see a midnight blue woman with different shades of blue in her hair. "Wassup Luna?!" Dubstep asked, putting his arm around Silver. Luna crossed her arms, giving off that sense of authority that even trouble makers are scared of. "Dubstep, I pray you are staying out of trouble?" "Well, lucky for you, Sunday is my trouble day." He lightly tapped Silver's shoulder. "This is my friend, Silver." Silver sort of shrank a bit, he was a bit embarrassed with his friend acting like this in front of the Vice Principal. "Silver Strings I presume?" Luna walked up to him, holding out her hand. "Welcome to Canterlot High School. I hope you enjoy it here." They exchanged a firm handshake before Silver responded. "I'm enjoying it so far." He said with a soft smile. The conversation ended abruptly when the school bell began to ring. Once it quieted down, Luna spoke up. "Silver, you can wait for Celestia to finish her rounds in her office, I will inform her of your arrival." "Thank you, Vice Principal." Silver bowed his head to her, before opening the door to the office. Dubstep was about to follow him. "Dubstep," Luna's voice caused him to freeze in place. "The bell rang, please don't be late on your first day." She said sternly. "Alright Alright, I'm going. Just keep an eye on that guy." After a brief bow of the head, he hurried down the hall to get to his first class. "Don't flirt with the Principal!" He called out to Silver before the door closed behind him. Silver ignored Dubstep's comment and started to slowly walk towards the chair in the center of the room which was in front of Celestia's desk. He was taking the time to look at the things around him; the bookshelf to his left, the intercom microphone on her desk, the pictures on the wall, and-" Wait, what? Silver turned his head to look at the three photos that were on the wall. All the pictures showed a tan skinned girl with orange and red hair. Each picture showed her in a different dress. Each picture got more sinister as he looked at them. The first photo is of the girl looking quite honored to have received the crown on her head. The second picture she had a cocky grin, seeming to let that crown get to her head. The third shook Silver to the core. She was laughing evilly, almost like the crown was turning her into a monster. To Silver, this told the story of a girl that let power get to her head. He sort of gave pity to her as he sat there with a somber look. Suddenly, the door to the office opened which made Silver turn to look. Entering the room was Principal Celestia, carrying a folder of documents. Once noticing Silver, she gave him a smile. "I see you've noticed our winner of the Fall Formal three years in a row." Silver looked back at the photo's before he began nodding. "Yeah, it's impressive." "Take a seat, let's begin." Celestia gestured to the chair before sitting down at her desk. After seated, Silver was informed of what classes he would be taking and all the information he needed to know about the rules of the school. The discussion only lasted about ten or fifteen minutes. The two exchanged goodbyes, and Silver headed over to the door to leave before Celestia called. "Silver, one more thing." Silver stopped, turning back with a smile. "Yes? Principal Celestia?" Celestia gave him a reassuring smile. "I hope you enjoy Canterlot High. I've heard some things from parents about your old school. I thought it fitting if I told you that this school will do it's best to make sure you're comfortable." Silver's eyes lowered slightly before he gave a small bow. "Thank you, Principal Celestia." The door closed behind him and he began to make his way to his first class. Thoughts barreling around in his head like a bunch of monkeys, doubts filled his head as well as reassuring thoughts that made him feel uneasy. He knew this school was going to be a change for the better. There was only a matter of time before he can finally- "Well, if it isn't the new student." A voice caused Silver to stop in his tracks, turning towards the Anonymous voice. Silver's pupil's shrank slightly as the girl in front of him matched the pictures of that girl in Celestia's office. "Yeah, that's me." This girl with her luscious red and orange hair, started to circle around him. "Shouldn't you be in class?" She asked intimidatingly. Silver kind of stayed in one place as he watched her circle him. "I was just getting my schedule... Shouldn't you be in class?" "I would, but I'm currently helping with an assignment." She held up a piece of paper. "I'm making copies for the teacher. Funny, I ran into the new kid on his first day." "What's so special about me?" Silver asked. This girl started to chuckle a bit, she ignored what he had asked before she introduced herself. "Sunset Shimmer, I already know your name so you can keep your mouth quiet for me." Silver takes a step backwards as he remained silent. Sunset gave him a smirk as she circled him. "I just wanted to warn you that I, rule this school. Not Celestia, not Luna. Me." Sunset started to threateningly step towards him. "So, if I ask you to do something for me, you do it. I'm not the type of girl you want to double cross. Do we have an understanding." Silver started to take steps backwards from her. "Y-yeah... I understand..." Sunset pat his chest with a grin. "Good, I wouldn't want to have a disobedient new student. Ask around about what I do to disobedient students, might keep you in check." Sunset brushed past him, she kept walking as she said one last thing over her shoulder. "Catch you later, new kid." Silver watched Sunset leave, looking down at the ground in confusion. "Okay... At least she didn't target you... I just have to... avoid her I guess..." Silver took one last look at where Sunset had walked away before returning to finding his first class. Although, the image of Sunset continued to linger in his mind. She didn't scare him but he knew he shouldn't try anything around her. Then one last question surfaced in his mind. "What will she make me do?" And what came next was something Silver would never expect. Author's Note And so, Silver has met Sunset. Not the greatest first impressions but it's a meeting nonetheless. I hope you all have enjoyed so far, I know things are a bit slow in the beginning but it'll get right into the good stuff. For now, I shall do my best to make sure to publish more chapters in the near future.
Starts with a Single TearI’ve contemplated typing this... Hundreds of times I’ve wanted to start typing and let my emotions out, but I never see the point. If this gets anywhere to the point where someone reads this. Then I am long gone. Whatever fraction of myself is left hopes that this will never see the light of day to anyone. Or if it does, I hope the reader studies my words and reaches out for me. I have a hard time reaching out to people, even with the friends that I have... They never seem to notice my broken smile. Before I drag on into my life story, allow me to clarify that this does in fact happen to people. And I pray that I am not the only one. There’s two things you should know before I begin. I am not suicidal, never have been. Even though I’m beaten by the thoughts of it, I never considered it a reasonable option for a man like me. I’m very good at hiding how I feel... But there are days where I seem to show it just a little bit as a sort of self conscious way of letting someone know that I’m not okay. But no one would notice, or perhaps they didn’t even care. Now, with that out of the way. Let me begin with a simple introduction just in case a stranger is reading this, and if that’s the case, what are you doing on my computer? My name is Silver Strings, but my nickname is Leon. It’s what most people call me anyway. Well, the rest like to call me g-string because of my name which is sooooo original. But, even as those words type out on my screen... It still hurts. Picture yourself inside a bubble. From the outside it’s easy to pop, easy to move and control. But on the inside it’s like being trapped in a room with no way out, mindlessly floating around. The only hope is before you hit the ground something outside the bubble pops it, but instead the only thing that saves you is the ground. That’s exactly how my life is. Only I’m stuck in midair with nothing to save me. Trapped in this godforsaken bubble that keeps me from being free to make my own choices, but instead I’m forced to go in a direction I don’t want to go in. Just to save my own skin. Call me selfish but there’s really nothing I can tell you that will give you the glimmer of hope that no one ever gave me. There was never really a happy ending for me... How about starting from the beginning? Let’s start with my family, which is the only reason I’m even still kicking with energy. My mother has a tough attitude, but on the inside she’s a very caring person even though she tends to not let anyone see that part of her. Even from her own son might I add. My father is known as a comedian. He believes that going through life without smiling and having a laugh is not a way to live. Wait until he realizes his son’s smile sometimes is weak or fake. I’m not completely emotionless, I just have to fake it sometimes. It’s kind of lonely. I’m kind of treasured by them, but they always kept me on my toes and teach me to fend for myself when it comes to life. I really appreciate that they look after me like that. Nothing about my home life would ever make me change where I am. The only thing I do hate is leaving home and entering what I call Purgatory, stuck for 7+ hours in a place that does nothing but torture me. Welcome to Lakewood High, the embodiment of all my misery. Because all the people there are out for themselves, and I don’t understand why I don’t try to escape. Maybe it’s because I need the education... But what’s the use in getting an education when you are being pushed around by people who think their legends but they are just like me. There to learn and to leave. Plain and simple. I guess it isn’t that easy.... Spending an entire day afraid of how people will treat you is terrifying, that’s why I have a harder time getting up in the morning. Being alone with my thoughts causes me to breakdown. The worst part is being alone during this time. The only person I’ve ever broken down in front of was my best friend Dubstep. Even though he lives hundreds of miles from me due to him moving away, he’s always there online for me to talk to when I’m down. Having a target on your back is horrible. I believe the only reason people picked on me was because they were jealous. If your life is in the dumps and you feel like at any moment you can break down crying... And then you meet this kid who’s all happy go lucky and loves life... Some people would let those be, but the majority want to break down those kinds of people. It’s wrong. And ever since those days I continued on to freshmen year of High School. Both Elementary and Middle School have brought me lower and lower into this pit that is hard to escape from. But who cares, I embrace the pit anyway. I left Middle School with a fake smile during the Graduation Ceremony. During the last days the bullies made it nothing but hell for me. Standing alongside other classmates as we surrounded a table to play this card game. I wanted nothing more than to leave that place with a real smile, but I’m afraid I wasn’t the only one with plans. As I chuckled at a joke that was shared, I turned too late to find one of the biggest bullies slam into me. He ended up knocking me into a chair, and I practically almost cut my hip open as I hit the floor. The guy laughed and played it off like he didn’t push me that hard when the other students saw me fly into the chair that was five feet from me. A shot of adrenaline coursed through my veins as I brought myself to my feet. Ready to start swinging. But as I clenched my fist as I took as step forward toward this bully, I stopped suddenly. A thought appeared in my head explaining that he wasn’t worth my time. So, I simply pointed at him and said. “You’re lucky I’m graduating.” Before returning to my seat in the corner of class and not saying anything more afterwards. I remember turning towards the Teacher who heard and saw the entire thing. And he didn’t do a single thing, just sat in his chair with a finger so far up his rear end with not a care in the world. This was a tipping point... After the ceremony, I went home for the summer and hid myself in my room. I shut out so many emotions inside of me that I couldn’t think straight. I knew that there was no way that people will care enough to stand up for a person in need. Everyone just cares for themselves. Nothing to it. After a month passed, my father began to notice that the only time I came out of my room was for dinner. Joined by my mother they confronted me during dinner. Asking me if there was anything they could do for me, or invited me to family events. All sounded quite interesting but I just didn’t feel like it. I just wanted to go back into my room and sleep. I knew they were just worried about me... And yet, I still snapped at them. Getting on my nerves with the constant questioning, they insisted on me telling them “what was going on?” “Why I was hiding in my room?” “Why I never went out to hang out with friends?” Then, I finally let it out. “Because I hate myself alright!?” As soon as those words escaped me, I realized those words were true. I indeed only cared if others were happy while I stayed broken... I didn’t want anyone to feel like I did. I picked up a napkin from the middle of the table, wiped off the remnant’s left from the food, thanked them for dinner, before retreating to my room. The next day, my dad knocked on my door and asked if he could come in. At first I didn’t say anything, but I indulged and told him to come in. This begun a long conversation, half of it I don’t even remember. But the last half was me telling him everything, I could see that what was happening to me crushed him. It’s been a few days since then, and things proceeded as normal. Except for one thing my father mentioned. He got a new job in a new city, there’s also a place my mom can transfer from her work as well. So, in this new home, I write this the day before I start High School at Canterlot High. Constant thoughts of what it might be like constantly toss themselves around my head. I just hope it turns out better than what I went through. I’m glad my father gave me this new start. I’m running out of ideas on what to write, so I guess I’ll end here. If you’ve read this all the way through. Thank you... But also I’m sorry. As it may have turned out this school was just as worse as the other. As he finishes typing, he stares at the last sentence he typed before pulling away from the computer. The cramp in his hands didn’t bother him, what did bother him was the really bad urge to pee after typing all that out. Author's Note Ended with a little bit of comedy, who doesn't like Comic Relief in stories rather than just complete sadness. This is the first chapter and I hope to continue this later on if people enjoy it.
Begins with a Single Word.Morning. There are two types of people when it comes to mornings. One that enjoy the waking up, the sound of chirping birds outside the window and the taste of freshly made coffee that warms the body after a cold night. Then there are those who hate waking up, hating the entire world for disturbing their sleep with the heat rays from the big ball of fire in the sky. But rarely, there’s a third. Silver opens his eyes as the birds sing outside his open window which restrained Silver from falling back to sleep. Silver turned his head to the side to look at the end table to find that his phone was still charging on it. Begrudgingly, he reaches over and picks up the phone. 6:00 A.M, I have school in two hours… I should get up. He sets his phone down, turning his head back to look at the white popcorn ceiling. He knew he needed to get up and shower. Unfortunately, that wasn’t going to happen. Silver felt a heavy weight on his body that was preventing him from wanting to get up. Constant thoughts of denial of a happy school year. There was no way that there was going to be any sort of happiness in his eyes. Silver’s breathing began to quicken as his thoughts started to mess with his emotions. Luckily, his phone went off. Snapping back into reality, he grabbed the phone and hit the call button “What? What?” Silver answered quickly, sitting up in his bed. ”I’m calling to make sure you’re awake, get your stinky butt in the shower. I’ll be there in…. Um… an hour?” Over the phone was his best friend Dubstep. “My stinky butt? I’m sorry, who lives in one of those run down shacks on the outside of town?” Silver smiled smugly as he started getting out of bed. ”Oi! My sexiness compensates the stink my house makes.” He laughs over the phone, he's always the type of guy that laughs at his own jokes. Silver rolls his eyes with a smile. He enjoys the type of friendship he has with Dubstep, they always tease each other. The best type of friendship is being able to judge each other without caring about feelings. It makes the friendship more enjoyable. “Alright, I’ll see you when you get here.” After hanging up the phone, Silver went off to do several of his bathroom duties. He accidentally took a longer shower than he realized due to the fact he was going through ideas of what kind of melody he could play on his guitar. It helped distract him from his darker thoughts and to prevent it from making his life a more living hell than it is now. With the shower out of the way and after drying himself off, Silver wraps the towel around his waist only to take a look at himself in the mirror. His pure white skin glistened, his short white hair with black streaks looked disheveled which he proceeded to style with a comb. Afterwards, he leaned against the counter and stared at himself. Part of his brain hated the way he looked, absolutely repulsed. Silver more agreed with the other part of his brain which enjoyed his pure bright blue eyes the most. He earned that trait from his father which he idolized in retrospect. He sort of envied his father in a way, might have been the fact he was smiling day in and day out. He has rough days every now and again just like everybody else, but he never lets it get to him. I wish I could be more like him… Silver thought as he stared down at the sink for a moment. Now it was time to get dressed. He donned a normal graphic T-shirt of one of his favorite shows but hid it with a zip up black hoodie he had. He wore dark blue jeans and a set of black sneakers. He took a deep breath before exiting the bathroom. Entering the kitchen, Silver began pouring himself a cup of coffee which was prepared beforehand by his mother. After adding two spoonfuls of sugar and creamer, he stirred it to mix it together. With the cup in hand, he headed toward the couch in the living room where he found his mother sitting with a tablet in her hand and a big cup of coffee next to her. A lavender colored skin tone with straight dark purple hair down to her shoulders. Everything about her screamed purple. Her name is Violet Ward, she works for a nursing home that takes care of seniors who can’t take care of themselves. She has told him a lot of stories of awful people she worked with or had to deal with, but on the good side there were some who are kind to her. The only reason she gets through rough days is her husband. And of course, her loving son. “Morning, Mom.” Silver greeted with a smile as he sat down next to his mother. He set down the coffee cup to pull out his phone which he proceeded to browse through. “Morning, bud. Sleep well?” She asked, not looking away from her tablet. Silver gave his mother a shrug to which she responded. “Same.” After a few seconds of silence, Silver spoke up. “You don’t have to worry about taking me to school today, Dubstep’s picking me up in thirty minutes.” Silver explained as he took a sip of his coffee. Violet nodded. “Cool.” She said, taking a small sum of her coffee. “I just hope one day you get your own license so you don’t have everyone driving you around.” She gave her son a knowing smirk. "Most of your friends drive like maniacs." “I’ve got the car, I just need to pass the test.” Silver said kind of nonchalantly. After that short conversation it reverted to silence as they stared at their electronics. Even though it didn’t seem like it at first, but that’s how Silver and Violet bond. Before either of them knew it, a honk was heard outside the house. It let Silver know that Dubstep had arrived. He turned to his mother. “Alright, I got to get to school.” He gave his mother a small hug before he started heading towards the front door. “Have a good first day, love you.” Violet called out. “Love you too, Mom.” Silver responded before opening the door. Closing it behind him, he heads down the stairs of his porch to meet up with his friend Dubstep who was waiting for him next to his Nissan 350Z which is painted purple for that is Dubstep’s all time favorite color. There stood Dubstep leaning against the hood of his car, the sun shined upon his red skin tone. His red hair with purple streaks flowing down to his jaw line, he liked to grow out his hair as it made him look more ‘sexy’ in his words. Dubstep wore black slim fit jeans and an Excision T-shirt he got as a gift from Silver. It's obvious from a distance that these two were very good friends. “Holy crap… Dude, you glo’d up!” Dubstep chuckled, walking up to him with a huge grin on his face. Silver rolled his eyes. “Dude, how many times do I have to tell you to stop hitting on me?” He joked, knowing that wasn’t really the case. But Dubstep joked back. “Not till I’m six feet under.” He laughed, putting his hand out for a bro hug. Silver reciprocated taking a hold of his hand, and pulled Dubstep into a hug. “How long has it been? Three years?” Silver asked, a sense of nostalgia running through his mind. The two broke their hug. “Too long to count my man.” Dubstep went over to unlock his car while Silver kind of froze in place as he stared into space for a minute. He also knew where he was going inside that very car. Dubstep turned around to notice him still standing there. “Come on man, get in.” He ushered. At this time, Silver was having second thoughts about this. Even with his friend he still felt like he was going back to that hellhole. He felt his heart beating in his chest, it was starting to make his ears ring a little, and he started taking a broken deep breath. Dubstep of course knew what was happening, and took the appropriate action. Dubstep pulled away from his car, making his way to Silver. Setting a hand on his shoulder, the two of them locked eyes and Dubstep gave him a reassuring look. “Listen, man. I’m telling you, this school is ten times better than Lakewood. You’ll have to see it to believe but I’m helping you step by step break out of that shell of yours. It’ll be a lot easier doing it in person than over the computer.” Silver let out a defeated sigh before saying, “You might be right....” Silver said with dismay in his voice. He humbly gives in as he makes his way to the passenger side of the car. Dubstep suddenly realized he missed the most important detail. “Oh, and also man. That school is packed with hot chicks.” He chuckled, getting in. He was trying to break the somber mood so it wasn't all depressing. Silver rolled his eyes. “Jeez man.” He mumbled as he got in the car as well. Dubstep started the ignition and Silver was blasted with loud electronic music that shook the car from the bass. "Dude!" Silver shouted, covering his ears. Turning down the music, Dubstep let out a cackle. "Dude, that was hilarious. I've never seen you jump like that." Silver groaned, not exactly annoyed but shaken from the loud encounter. "I think my ears are bleeding..." "Come on, admit it, it was funny." Dubstep pulled the gear into drive and pulled out from the curb to begin the ride to school. Silver gave a mocked laugh. "You're hilarious." He said sarcastically. The music playing, which was turned down, allowed Silver to relax in a way after a short time. Canterlot High School... Oh boy... Author's Note Introductory to one of my friends OC's who is Dubstep. He is actually my best friend IRL, and I put him in this because he was a big part of my life. Even though he may be a mess to handle sometimes.
Opens with a Single ClickThe door clicked when Dubstep opened the door. He took in a breath of air before holding the door open for Sliver. Taking small steps at a time, Silver entered the building and took a second to look around. One thought crossed his mind. This place is huge... The first thing Silver noticed were the banners that hang off the second floor of a golden horse head, symbolizing the school mascot; The Canterlot Wondercolt. Silver also noticed how many students were walking around. They still stuck to the normal quota of certain groups in school: Nerds, Jocks, Preps, etc. But, the amount of sheer school spirit that filled those around him brought a small genuine smile to Silver. He felt a tap on his back as Dubstep leaned on his shoulder. "Take it in, Canterlot High. What do you think?" He asked with a grin. Silver pondered for a second before he chuckled a bit. "It's a lot cleaner than my old school." He said, looking at the clean reflective tiles on the ground that had small lines that created a decorative floor. "Well, that's because we have a better janitor. He actually works instead of sitting around reading a magazine. Speaking of which, does he still do that?" Dubstep questioned. Silver gave him a nod. "Honestly, that's all he ever does now." He then proceeds to shake his head. "Let's not talk about that place. New start... Remember?" "Right." Dubstep nodded as well before giving him a smile. "Well, let's start with Principal Celestia's office." He began to lead Silver toward the main offices. After walking for a bit, Dubstep put a hand out to stop Silver from continuing to walk. "Dude, look." He said as he pointed down the hall. Silver turned his head to look at this very colorful girl coming in their direction. Rainbow hair, blue skin tone, and eyes with a darker shade of pink. In Dubstep's eyes, he watched as Rainbow Dash walked down the hall with a soccer ball under her arm. Everything was playing in slow motion for him as she greeted those she passed, walking as if she was the most awesome person in the school. "That's Rainbow Dash." He said to Silver. "Captain of almost all of the sports teams..." Silver turned his attention back to Dubstep to notice the dorky look on his face. "THE Rainbow Dash? The one you talk about all the time?" Silver remembered their conversations mainly being about her. "She's so cool, she's doesn't care about anything." He said with slight excitement. Silver raised an brow at Dubstep, before turning his attention back to Rainbow. They witnessed the Rainbow Dash in question get stopped by a younger girl. More particularly a young girl with purple hair and orange skin. "Rainbow Dash!" The purple haired girl said loudly, it was obvious she couldn't contain her excitement around Rainbow. "Can you sign my soccer ball?" She asks, holding said soccer ball out. "Of course, squirt." Rainbow set down her soccer ball and placed a foot on it so it doesn't roll away. She is also handed a black marker by 'squirt'. Rainbow takes the cap off with her teeth and proceeds to sign the ball as requested of her. Afterwords, she gave the marker back to her as well as the soccer ball. "Now, how about on my first game this semester. When I make a shot, I'll face you and..." Rainbow started to think for a second before smiling. "I'll give you one of these!" Rainbow took a step back to have some room and did a perfect back flip. Dubstep leaned down to Silver as he whispered. "Hey..." He said quietly. "Do you think she can do the splits?" Silver turned to give him an obvious look. "I don't even know why you are asking me that. Shouldn't you know?" "Do I look like stalker?" Dubstep blurted, offended. He realized he said that too loudly and looked around to see if anyone heard him. He let out a sigh of relief. "Good, I thought that..." "You said that out loud." Silver had his attention turned back to Rainbow. "Ah, crap." The girl was in the middle of a hysterical giggle before cheering out. "You'd do that for me!?" Rainbow ruffled the girl's hair before picking her soccer ball back up. "Anything for you squirt, now, hurry off to class or you'll be late." Rainbow smiled at the girl as she hurried off to her class. Resuming her walk, she notices Dubstep and starts to walk over. Dubstep's eyes widen when he noticed this which causes him to lean against the lockers with a sort of cool attitude. This caused Silver to look at his friend in confusion. "Hey, Dub." Rainbow smiled. "How was your summer?" She asked. Silver got a good look at her this time, she seemed like the laid back sporty girl type. Silver noticed this huge personality change in Dubstep as he responded a bit quiet like. "Good good... um.. yours?" Rainbow smirked as she leaned to the side, and set a hand on her hip. "I had a blast with the summer sports, ranked 'Undefeated' in this years baseball team." She pointed at herself with a thumb with pride. "Awesome." Dubstep turns his head away. Rainbow's attention was then turned to Silver. "You look new here. I'm Rainbow Dash." She held out her hand to him. "Allow me to welcome you to Canterlot High." "Yeah, new student." Silver greeted her by shaking her hand before introducing himself. "Silver String." "Silver huh? Neat name. Catch you guys later." Rainbow then continued down the hall, clearly going to her class. Once she was out of earshot, Silver turned to Dubstep now with an even more of a confused look. "What was that?" Dubstep, reverting back into his normal personality, pulled himself off the lockers turning his head to watch her leave. "What?" "You... You weren't well... You." He pointed out, stuttering on his words as he couldn't figure out how to say exactly what he saw. Dubstep continued to watch Rainbow leave, leaning down to whisper to Silver. "Look, I really like this girl man." Silver smugly smiled. "Don't screw it up." He joked. Dubstep gave him a smirk as he said. "No promises." And then they were back on track on leading Silver towards the main offices. A door with a nameplate that read 'Principal' was now in Silver's vision. "Is that it?" He asked, pointing at the door he was looking at. "No it's a freaking Kiosk, of course it's the principal's office!" Dubstep sarcastically said, before chuckling at his clever joke. Silver glared at Dubstep. "You didn't have to be rude." Silver and Dubstep headed to the door. Dubstep raised his hand up to knock on the door only to be interrupted by a mature woman's voice. "She's not in right now, she decided to make her rounds early this morning." Silver peered around Dubstep to see a midnight blue woman with different shades of blue in her hair. "Wassup Luna?!" Dubstep asked, putting his arm around Silver. Luna crossed her arms, giving off that sense of authority that even trouble makers are scared of. "Dubstep, I pray you are staying out of trouble?" "Well, lucky for you, Sunday is my trouble day." He lightly tapped Silver's shoulder. "This is my friend, Silver." Silver sort of shrank a bit, he was a bit embarrassed with his friend acting like this in front of the Vice Principal. "Silver Strings I presume?" Luna walked up to him, holding out her hand. "Welcome to Canterlot High School. I hope you enjoy it here." They exchanged a firm handshake before Silver responded. "I'm enjoying it so far." He said with a soft smile. The conversation ended abruptly when the school bell began to ring. Once it quieted down, Luna spoke up. "Silver, you can wait for Celestia to finish her rounds in her office, I will inform her of your arrival." "Thank you, Vice Principal." Silver bowed his head to her, before opening the door to the office. Dubstep was about to follow him. "Dubstep," Luna's voice caused him to freeze in place. "The bell rang, please don't be late on your first day." She said sternly. "Alright Alright, I'm going. Just keep an eye on that guy." After a brief bow of the head, he hurried down the hall to get to his first class. "Don't flirt with the Principal!" He called out to Silver before the door closed behind him. Silver ignored Dubstep's comment and started to slowly walk towards the chair in the center of the room which was in front of Celestia's desk. He was taking the time to look at the things around him; the bookshelf to his left, the intercom microphone on her desk, the pictures on the wall, and-" Wait, what? Silver turned his head to look at the three photos that were on the wall. All the pictures showed a tan skinned girl with orange and red hair. Each picture showed her in a different dress. Each picture got more sinister as he looked at them. The first photo is of the girl looking quite honored to have received the crown on her head. The second picture she had a cocky grin, seeming to let that crown get to her head. The third shook Silver to the core. She was laughing evilly, almost like the crown was turning her into a monster. To Silver, this told the story of a girl that let power get to her head. He sort of gave pity to her as he sat there with a somber look. Suddenly, the door to the office opened which made Silver turn to look. Entering the room was Principal Celestia, carrying a folder of documents. Once noticing Silver, she gave him a smile. "I see you've noticed our winner of the Fall Formal three years in a row." Silver looked back at the photo's before he began nodding. "Yeah, it's impressive." "Take a seat, let's begin." Celestia gestured to the chair before sitting down at her desk. After seated, Silver was informed of what classes he would be taking and all the information he needed to know about the rules of the school. The discussion only lasted about ten or fifteen minutes. The two exchanged goodbyes, and Silver headed over to the door to leave before Celestia called. "Silver, one more thing." Silver stopped, turning back with a smile. "Yes? Principal Celestia?" Celestia gave him a reassuring smile. "I hope you enjoy Canterlot High. I've heard some things from parents about your old school. I thought it fitting if I told you that this school will do it's best to make sure you're comfortable." Silver's eyes lowered slightly before he gave a small bow. "Thank you, Principal Celestia." The door closed behind him and he began to make his way to his first class. Thoughts barreling around in his head like a bunch of monkeys, doubts filled his head as well as reassuring thoughts that made him feel uneasy. He knew this school was going to be a change for the better. There was only a matter of time before he can finally- "Well, if it isn't the new student." A voice caused Silver to stop in his tracks, turning towards the Anonymous voice. Silver's pupil's shrank slightly as the girl in front of him matched the pictures of that girl in Celestia's office. "Yeah, that's me." This girl with her luscious red and orange hair, started to circle around him. "Shouldn't you be in class?" She asked intimidatingly. Silver kind of stayed in one place as he watched her circle him. "I was just getting my schedule... Shouldn't you be in class?" "I would, but I'm currently helping with an assignment." She held up a piece of paper. "I'm making copies for the teacher. Funny, I ran into the new kid on his first day." "What's so special about me?" Silver asked. This girl started to chuckle a bit, she ignored what he had asked before she introduced herself. "Sunset Shimmer, I already know your name so you can keep your mouth quiet for me." Silver takes a step backwards as he remained silent. Sunset gave him a smirk as she circled him. "I just wanted to warn you that I, rule this school. Not Celestia, not Luna. Me." Sunset started to threateningly step towards him. "So, if I ask you to do something for me, you do it. I'm not the type of girl you want to double cross. Do we have an understanding." Silver started to take steps backwards from her. "Y-yeah... I understand..." Sunset pat his chest with a grin. "Good, I wouldn't want to have a disobedient new student. Ask around about what I do to disobedient students, might keep you in check." Sunset brushed past him, she kept walking as she said one last thing over her shoulder. "Catch you later, new kid." Silver watched Sunset leave, looking down at the ground in confusion. "Okay... At least she didn't target you... I just have to... avoid her I guess..." Silver took one last look at where Sunset had walked away before returning to finding his first class. Although, the image of Sunset continued to linger in his mind. She didn't scare him but he knew he shouldn't try anything around her. Then one last question surfaced in his mind. "What will she make me do?" And what came next was something Silver would never expect. Author's Note And so, Silver has met Sunset. Not the greatest first impressions but it's a meeting nonetheless. I hope you all have enjoyed so far, I know things are a bit slow in the beginning but it'll get right into the good stuff. For now, I shall do my best to make sure to publish more chapters in the near future.
