Diamond Tiara’s POV...

Last night was amazing. Scratch that, the entirety of yesterday was AWESOME! Sweetie Belle arrived at the college, we binge-watched The Last Pegasus, and... I can’t put it into words it was so much fun EEEEEE!

Nothing nasty happened before you get confused, it was just that much fun! We, of course, got each other caught up on things, and discussed what we were going to do in college.

Sweetie Belle obviously was going to do singing, I’m going to try modeling, and if it doesn’t work out for me, I’ll do drama class. Trusty Brush is going to do art, because by Celestia’s mane is his work beautiful. He does very well in scenic artwork, but he wants to get better at drawing ponies. I can agree with him they aren’t good, but they aren’t bad either. It’s in the middle on that aspect.

Right now we’re trotting to our classes, as we finished breakfast just five minutes ago. We all have different classes (obviously), and Trusty already went to his first one, which I believe was math. Sweetie’s first one is history, and mine’s science. Okay really it’s biology, but same difference.

“Oh! Here’s my class,” Sweetie Belle spoke up, pointing to her room. “I’ll see you in a while I guess!”

“The next time we won’t see each is other is at lunch, you know that right?” I questioned, because I went over with her about this just this morning.

“Oh I know, I was just saying, because what if we run into each other in the halls?” She has a point there, oh well.

“Alright see ya later then,” I began walking to my classroom. Looks like I’m alone now.

Well who knows, maybe I can befriend some ponies. Knowing how long it took me to become friends with Trusty Brush, maybe I can make some quick friends between classes. I say between because I’m pretty sure you don’t want to tick off the professors. I’ve heard that some of them are pretty laid back, but some are, like, insanely strict. That or maybe that’s the myths I’ve heard from my parents, but oh well. Let’s see how they are.

“Welcome, take a seat wherever I don’t care,” the teacher I’m guessing greeted me. I have the high debate as to either call it “greeting” or just “acknowledging my presence.” Well they then continued, “Oh you can pet that spider over there, but be warned, ponies say it’s radioactive. I don’t believe that, because if it was...” Yea I’m gonna listen to that tangent.

Can I openly ask this... WHY THE HELL WOULD HAVE A SPIDER THATS RADIOACTIVE?! Or could be, not the point! You are insane to do that. I’m not afraid of spiders, in fact I had one while I was younger (Dad unfortunately killed it one day on accident, but I wasn’t there when it happened so I don’t really believe. He hates spiders. The fact that he allowed me to have one is impressive.), but I’m going to be a little cautious. Yes I’m going to pet it, why not?

I very carefully open the spider’s— uh, pet box?— and decided to reach my hoof in there. I didn’t put much of it in there, just the tip.

Wait a minute, I just realized I didn’t even see where it was before I put my hoof in there. Oh dear. I really hope it doesn’t-

“AHHHHH IT BIT ME IT BIT MEEEEE!!!” Speak of the devil! It bit me! “AHHHHHHHHH!”

“Well don’t worry, you’ll probably just need to go to the nurse, she’ll take of it,” this mare literally doesn’t give a damn, I just got bit by a SPIDER, with the POSSIBILITY of being RADIOACTIVE!

“Diamond Tiara what happened?!” I suddenly heard Sweetie Belle ask. I almost forgot our classrooms were five minutes apart. Almost.

“A radioactive spider just bit me!” I yelled at her.

“It isn’t actually radioactive, take a joke everyone once in a while!” Okay lady you did not sound like you were joking. “Just go to the nurse’s office if you’re that paranoid.”

“I can check it,” I looked at Sweetie Belle confused, “What? One time Rarity got bit by a spider and wanted me to check if it was poisonous or not, she walked me through it, and we were able to treat it. Luckily it wasn’t poisonous.”

“If you say so, you’ve got ten minutes, so make it quick,” this mare literally doesn’t give a care.

Sweetie Belle used her magic to grab something from her bag, which I immediately recognized. “A magnifying glass? Don’t you need to put it under a microscope or something?”

“Well, not really. The bite’s not that small, Diamond,” Sweetie Belle said. “May I see your hoof, Di?”

“Oh yea, right,” I extended my hoof which had the bite, Sweetie Belle then put the magnifying glass over it. “Anything?”

“Nope, you’re good. It’s just gonna leave a mark, that’s all,” Sweetie Belle put the magnifying glass back into her bag, and grabbed a bandage, “but we can’t let it get infected because of exposure. Just keep it on and let me check on it at lunch.”

“Why aren’t you studying to be a nurse?”

“It’s what Rarity asked me before I left. I told her it’s because it’d probably take too long to get my degree, while singing doesn’t take as much.”

“Never thought of it like that, now that I think about it.”

“Are you two done chitchatting? You’ve literally got a minute till class,” the teacher randomly spoke up. Sweetie’s eats went up in alarm, I guess.

“I’ve got to go! See ya at lunch Di!” She then ran out of the room and down to her classroom. I mean when you have a minute left before you’re counted tardy, I guess you gotta go then! Wait didn’t she already... I’ll ask her after class, if I remember. If being the keyword there.

The bell then rang, I’m hoping she made it back to class. I went back to my seat, as other young stallions and mares were coming in. Then the class began, and that’s it. Nothing else unusual or weird happened. Just the teacher- or I guess they’re called professors, I don’t know I’m used to calling them teachers- telling us stuff about how the pony body works, and I we have to write an assignment about which part of the body is... eh I didn’t really pay attention to that. I just wrote it in my notebook and left the class. I don’t feel like pulling it out and just telling you what it was. Point is: really boring.

I was heading towards my next class, and they had these huge windows in the hallways, so I thought “Hmm, maybe I should take a look outside.” The reason why I thought that is because the view from here looks AMAZING!

I don’t know why, but I suddenly got a tingly feeling going on in the back of my head. I decided to move away from the window so I can figure out why in the world it’s doing that. However, when I moved away from the window, the feeling went away, and I turned around to some stallion bolting through the hallway. Jeez, if I was still standing there, it would’ve been a pain to recover from it. Wait, if I had that strange feeling going on and that happened, is that because...

No because the professor said it wasn’t radioactive. Maybe it’s a coincidence, I don’t know. Stranger things have happened, so I shouldn’t be one to ask, but it’s the fact that it’s happening to me directly. I’ll figure it out later.

Now where do I go... oh right. Math class. I hated math class in school, especially in high school. What am I going to need to know polynomials for if I’m never going to use them?? Ugh, this’ll be a long first day today, isn’t it? Oh well.

One hour later...

FINALLY FREE FROM THAT CLASS THAT DARES GO BY LOGIC! Math was soo hard, and I’m not even EXAGGERATING!

Okay maybe by a little I am, but agree with me on this: math sucks! If you like math how are you even a pony?

Jokes aside, I had one more class then it was lunch. Wait what’s my next class? ...oh English, I can dominate that! Let’s go!

Ugh, that stupid tingly feeling in my head again! I just went ahead and put my head down, even though I knew it wasn’t a headache. Well just when I put my head down, a book flies past where my head would’ve been and instead lands in front of me. My ears perked up, probably because something could’ve knocked me out, like that book.

“Oh I’m sorry terribly sorry!” Some mare said walking over to me. “Are you hurt?!”

“No, I’m fine,” I replied, “how did your book get over here?”

“I tripped and I accidentally threw it,” Is this mare clumsy?? Almost reminds me of Derpy... except she had a reason. “Again. I apologize for my clumsiness.”

Glad to know you admitted it, “Well I accept your apology, bye.” I began walking away towards my next class, hoping that she has a different class. Thankfully, she did.

I walked into the English classroom, and I couldn’t find the teacher. Aren’t teachers always supposed to be on time, like the students?

“Boo!” I jumped at the sound of the voice, and I turned around to see, who I’m going to guess, was the teacher. “Did I scare you? You’ve go to tell me!”

“Yes, and also, are you the teacher?” I was going to ask that no matter what.

“Indeed I am, but I’m a little playful if you couldn’t tell,” I just realized he (yes, it was a he) is a unicorn. Now it makes sense how he was invisible. “The other students should take a bit, and since it is your- if not everyone’s- first day, you get to pick where you sit.”

Yes! If there was one thing I admit I never liked in school, I couldn’t pick my seat. In elementary I wanted to sit next to Silver Spoon, but I had to sit next to Apple Bloom- if you didn’t know we were enemies at the time, Apple Bloom and I- and in high school, after myself and Silvy made up with the CMC, I still couldn’t sit anywhere near my friends. Well I got the window seat in high school, so I guess that’s one upside. I’m still going for the window seat, probably towards the back... no actually I’ll go in the middle. I’ll still be at a window seat, just not too far in the back where I can’t be seen, but not in the front where I’m like right there.

I need to remember to tell Sweetie and Trusty about those tingly feelings I got earlier. Although we’ll have to explain to Trusty what happened at science, I don’t think it’ll be a bother.

First things first, though, get through English. Then discuss things at lunch with friends.

Author's Note

Alright so the reason this took a while is because I was also working on Scootaloo’s first chapter, and I was also doing some other stories at the time. So yes, HERE IS YOUR UPDATE FOLKS!

There will be an intermission (which really is just a joke, not to be taken seriously), then Scootaloo’s chapter should come out.

However if that intermission doesn’t come out, don’t worry, it isn’t important.