Why me?

I think at that point my brain just stopped working due to a combination of confusement, shock, and prior stress. I remember dropping my phone and her looking a little worried, but other than that I just froze. The next thing I remember doing was stumbling through being a decent person and actually having a conversation.

“Uhhh, h- yes hello.”

“You okay?” She asked, definitely concerned.

Yes hello I am fine a cartoon character tapped my leg and is now TALKING TO ME.

“P-perhaps.”

“Perhaps… What?”

“Maybe.”

“Are- are you okay?” She was definitely concerned by my behavior.

“Yes. Definitely. Absolutely.” I panic referenced as my mastermind plan came into action.

In one super un-fluid motion I stood up, grabbed my backpack and phone. And with all the grace of a trained beluga whale I sprinted back into the school, through the hallways, and stumbled up the stairs into the library. As per protocol I scanned my lunch card on my way in.

There was no James in the library, I figured he must have been having an off day at home. Panting like a man who ran halfway across a school, I power walked into the computer lab and sat way in the back corner, hopefully hidden from outside view. Now I could get down to business.

I decided the best way to stumble through this situation was to get my brain in order and review what was happening. First, for some reason Sci-Twi is a real person, that’s concerning in it’s own right. Second, no one else has acknowledged the fact that Sci-Twi is a real person or is concerned about it. Third, apparently she’s familiar enough with me to recognize me from a distance, and to be concerned about me.

I decided for the second time to confide in one of my friends, apparently I never learn. I quickly pulled out my phone and started messaging my friend on Instagram, offhandedly noticing that he changed his username again.

Steven weird crap is happening
An MLP character is real and knows me somehow
No one else here has noticed

Who’s steven?

Dude you.

I'm sorry Ethan but that’s not my name.

‘What the hell do you mean that’s not your name?’ I was extremely confused at this point. Steven, my usual confidant was refusing that that was his name. I looked at the top of the screen and sure enough, It was his profile picture, but only then did I realize what his username was now.

It was ‘FBreezepets15’. I remember my first thought being ‘haha febreeze’. At this point I was confused beyond words and slightly panicking, I was about to check the full profile when the bell rang and signified the end of lunch. I considered ditching class and investigating but decided against it, gotta get that presidential scholarship after all.

Quickly and stealthily I made it to my Physics classroom, well, as quickly and stealthily as you can go in a high school hallway. Luckily I managed to avoid any cartoon character communications and got to the class 3 minutes before the end of the passing period.

Just when I think I’m finally safe and can have a nice uninterrupted class period of physics, Little Miss Purple walks in. I look away from the door and cover my face with my hood in the least conspicuous way possible, she just walks out of view.

Hopefully, I thought, this class will just go as normal as can be, ignoring the living cartoon character somewhere behind me.

The teacher does her usual introductions and class preparations as she tells us to answer some light related questions on our study guides. After she was sure everyone was done with the questions she turned off the lights and put a video on the board explaining some obscure fact about light. She does this all without having a care in the world about the fact that a pastel human from a cartoon is in her classroom.

During the video I paid absolutely no attention to, I chanced a glance behind me to see if James actually was at school and I just never noticed him. I wouldn't put it past me, I've done it before. Unfortunately there was no James.

Oh well, I thought, hope he gets better.

Then I noticed something even worse than no James, and no, it's not that I wasn’t wearing pants and actually just having a nightmare, in fact I wish I was. It was the fact that, sitting in James’s seat like she belonged there, was good ol’ Sci Twi.

No, I didn’t faint from the shock, once again I wish I did. I just calmly turned back to the screen and sat there, the most confused and scared I had ever been in my life. Throughout the rest of the class period, I just sat there, hoping that this was just a bad dream and I would wake up to two alarms and an irate father. But no, I wasn’t granted that mercy.

Eventually the bell rang and, with speeds that impressed even myself, I booked it out of the classroom and back up to the second floor, where my next class resided. The entire allotted reading time in literature I just stared at a random page of my book, wondering why 5’5” Twilight Sparkle was sitting in 6’6” James’s seat. Also concerning me was the sudden rebranding and suspected renaming of confidant Steven.

Briefly the notion that James had been replaced by Twilight came to my mind, but I quickly dismissed it. After all, that kinda thing only happens in badly written fanfiction… right?

The rest of literature I did what I do best, immersing myself in content to avoid my problems. I read two chapters ahead of class that period.

After literature came Computer Science Principles, a class that is not nearly what it sounds like. It being Friday, it was a free day, one I spent listening to music and playing ol’ reliable Burrito Bison: Launcha Libre. In the midst of my gummy bear genocide I recieved a message, a usual occurrence nearing the end of the school day.

I opened my phone, expecting to be a meme from one of my siblings, If only I was so lucky. Rather, it was a message from one ‘Fluttershy Breeze’, before I even read the message I felt my stomach drop.

Are you okay? You texted like you were freaking out and I think you messaged the wrong person

I put my phone back down, and after a long contemplation on what to do, I decided to use the age-old technique of avoiding your problems and using escapism. I went back to listening to music and mindlessly playing Burrito Bison.

Things were adding up and not making sense. Two cartoon characters were acting like they had always been friends with me, two of my real friends suddenly disappeared, the people around didn’t even notice the pastel purple person, I was missing all the crit launches in Burrito Bison.

Once the end of the day came I rushed to the bus and waited for my stop.