Memories of Octavia Melody.

I was born in Manehattan, in a family of hereditary musicians.

My father was a recognized double bass musician, probably in most of Equestria. My mother was a little more modest, and did not like to perform in a large audience. And her favorite instrument was the Violin. While my father traveled to other cities with his quartet, my mother worked as a musician in a local restaurant. So sometimes she took me with her, and the restaurant owner didn't mind my presence.

Even then, I was involved in this magical sound of music. I always sat at one of the free tables, which was specially designed for foals. Usually, several foals gathered at this table, who came together with their rich parents to this restaurant and we had fun listening to music and eating various sweets, which the cooks treated us to. It was one of my mom's privileges, which she was happy to use.

It was my mother who started teaching me to play this instrument when I was three years old. Of course then I was taking my first steps and was still clumsy. But she understood perfectly well that by doing so, she might be depriving me of a freer choice for my talent in my destiny.

I have to pay my respects to my understanding mother. Because, as a young filly, I still had the wind in my head. Yes, I heard music every day. I lived by this music, but I didn't feel freedom in my life.

When I was seven years old, I was already playing well on the Violin and showed great hopes. That's just, I began to notice that many of my friends from the local school spend their fun childhood time without me... At a time when I wanted to go outside and take a walk with my school friends, of whom I didn't have many, my father insisted that I spend an extra hour playing the double bass! Ooh... that was what was tearing me apart! Yes, I loved music and wanted to learn to play the same instruments as my parents, but at the same time, I had to sacrifice my freedom.

I was an obedient filly, all this time, until I was nine years old. And I began to have a lot of questions that probably appear in the life of every foal. During this time, I finally became estranged from many foals, including my friends.

Over time, our friendly conversations were reduced to a simple greeting and a wish for a "good day". I was starting to dislike it, and I could be understood. Therefore, one time I gathered my resolve, and stayed after school to meet my three "friends" to understand the reason for their cold attitude towards me. It was one of the decisive moments in my life, which already then determined my fate.

Among our little company were two colts and one filly. I won't mention their names, because now a lot of time has passed and it doesn't matter. And to be honest, in those not long hours, during school classes, I often looked at one cute colt from our friendly company. He was one of the first to receive his cutie mark, which caused envy among some foals and pride among those who were friends with him. Perhaps then it was my first crush. I think every foal of this age goes through this.

Yes, I was not a beauty and my appearance was simple to compare with other fillies from my school. But I wasn't ugly! The black mane came to me from my father, and the gray shade of the body came to me from my mother.

That's when I decided to find out the sincerity of friendship between us. But as soon as I started this topic of conversation with my friends, they gave me a hint that they did not see the point in communicating with me. This revelation was like a prick in my heart!

"Is it really because I almost don't have time to go out with you after school?" I asked.

My "friends" sighed sadly and shifted their gaze from my eyes to the case that hung on my side. It contained my Violin, given to me by my mother. Then the same Colt, whom I secretly fell in love with, came up to me and lifted this case with his hoof. This made me feel an inner fear, from the realization of his obvious hints.

"I'm sorry, Tavi. But you already have a good friend. You are not separated from your string friend even at school. You even went out to the school yard on a break and sat on a bench playing some beautiful music. Without a doubt, it's great! Your talent, no doubt, should bring you success in the future. But who are we to you at this moment? You don't find time to chat with us, and instead you choose music..."

"BUT! It's not my fault! Yes, music occupies an important part in my life and my father insists that I learn another composition at the first opportunity..." I said the last words in a whisper and lowered my eyes with sadness. "I seem to understand my mistake. I must disobey my father! And even better, is to talk with my parents. My mom understands me better. Maybe then my parents will let me go out with my friends at least three days a week."

My friends grinned and walked past me as if I were a statue to them. And when I looked at my friends with my mouth slightly open and trembling eyes, that same Colt stopped and turned around and grinned. He told me something that hurt my soul.

"You shouldn't make such sacrifices for us, Octavia Melody! In fact, we would not want to be friends with such filly who listens to his parents in everything. Look at you, Tavi! You will soon be ten years old, and you have never dared to show character and show your parents that you can have your own choice! What if music wasn't supposed to be your destiny? Maybe you would be a good actress? Haven't you asked yourself that?" He continued to shower me with these questions, but I felt a hint of mockery in his voice.

I looked seriously at my friends, but in my heart... there was hope in my wounded heart. "I understand what you want to tell me. You don't have to continue..." But I didn't have time to finish, and at that moment a familiar voice called me.

It was my father who decided to meet me after school. But the funny thing about it was that he sometimes showed excessive guardianship over me. Provided that I can return home from school on my own. This made me look shamefacedly at my friends, who just grinned at me.

"Come to our company, when you can finally become an adult." My "friends" said goodbye.

My father, as if by chance, heard these words when he came up to me and stroked my neck soothingly. "I'm sorry, Octavia. I accidentally overheard what you were talking about... eh... And I think I'm starting to feel guilty about you..." But he didn't have time to finish.

I burst into tears, but I hugged my father. "No, Dad. It's not your fault. I... think they rejected me. Maybe they are right, but I agree with my fate. And I love you and Mom! Yes, and I am proud that I have such parents. I am proud to have given my heart to music."

My father smiled good-naturedly and looked into my eyes with concern, and stroked my head. "Yes, I have no doubt that my beloved and only daughter is becoming an adult right before my eyes when she says such words. Words that will leave an imprint on your destiny. But I'd like to ask you one more time before I help you walk the path of perfection. Are you ready for the fact that the love of music can take you away from your friends? And so it will continue all this time of your growing up. Until you become an independent mare, and then you will be able to find friends who will be close to your spirit and heart. The same thing that happened to me and your mom."

At that moment, I freed myself from my father's embrace to look at my "friends" again. They were walking leisurely along the sidewalk and talking about something cheerfully among themselves. But as if at that very moment, they felt my gaze and stopped to look at me. They looked at me as if they were saying goodbye to me. They waved their hooves at me, and continued on their way again.

Then I wiped a tear from my eyes and turned my gaze to my Violin. In my thoughts, I remembered the words of this Colt, and it made me breathe fast, and my heart beat even faster.

I'm sorry, Tavi. But you already have a good friend. You are not separated from your string friend even at school. You even went out to the school yard on a break and sat on a bench playing some beautiful music. Without a doubt, it's great! Your talent, no doubt, should bring you success in the future. But who are we to you at this moment? You don't find time to chat with us, and instead you choose music...

The world around me ceased to exist at that moment, and I perked up. Because these young ponies were right! I have an inseparable friend. And this friend will not give me up and will not turn away from me. My Violin will always understand my soul.

I hugged my Violin lovingly, which made my father take a deep breath, but he did not interfere with my emotional struggle in my mind. He waited patiently. But I had already made my choice, and closing my eyes, I smiled.

"Yes, I want to follow this path." That's all I could answer at that moment, but my inner struggle was still going on and I couldn't restrain myself from a couple of tears.

Then I didn't wait for my father's answer, and just pulled my Violin out of the case, took a bow in my hoof and started playing, something that expressed my state of mind.

My father squatted down and gave me complete freedom to express my emotions in music. After a few seconds, my playing on the Violin began to attract the attention of several ponies who were walking along the sidewalk along the school fence and saw a filly playing soulful music. And next to him sat an adult stallion, my father, who sadly lowered his head, from which the bangs of his mane closed his eyes. He hid his gaze from all the ponies who decided to spend their time listening to this music. He was hurting in his soul, and I felt it.

I was like in a trance and completely gave myself into the possession of these strings. When I started noticing that a crowd of ponies was gathering around us, and there were even those who went out on their balconies to watch this spectacle, I decided to improvise a little. And then my body was in a light dance while the hooves caressed my Violin.

Approving voices were heard from the crowd of ponies, and someone even managed to catch the rhythm of my music, and began to pound his hooves on the sidewalk, marking the drum. Several ponies carefully watched my game and how my body swayed smoothly. My mane smoothly flowed over my face, only temporarily hiding my eyes from this audience. But I could see how all these ponies were imbued with feelings for my game. Then, I began to realize that I had made the right choice.

I felt that the rhythm of my heart now depends on the rhythm of my music and it was a sweet feeling. But it was a bad sign, which my parents repeatedly warned me about. This can greatly exhaust my inspiration, because right now my soul merges into one with this blissful music. This may drive me crazy, at such an early age.

I couldn't do anything with myself, and I couldn't stop! I was afraid that if I did, then my heart would stop with this music! I began to panic, and my eyes widened with the realization of all these thoughts, I opened my mouth, trying to greedily grab air, and then all the ponies began to realize that something was wrong with me.

My father was the first to react. He ran up to me and hugged me along with my Violin. The music stopped. A little more and I could have fainted, but my father's happy words made me stay on hooves, for the sake of a decisive moment in my fate. Besides, I wouldn't want to embarrass myself in front of a crowd of ponies.

"My daughter! My beloved, Tavi! Please, calm down... Now, I'm like all these ponies..." He pointed with his hoof at the crowd of ponies who were whispering among themselves. "We have all witnessed a grand event in the life of every foal."

"What are you talking about, Dad?" I whispered in a tired, trembling voice. But a certain glow caught my attention.

Dad looked at me with pride and releasing me from his embrace pointed his hoof at my side. "You've already become an adult filly, Octavia. And I'm proud that I didn't miss such a moment in my daughter's life." My father answered in an abundance of emotions, but he himself could not hold back a tear of happiness.

When I slowly lowered my gaze and looked at my ass, then I saw what sealed my fate and legitimized my marriage with my musical talent. My cutie mark.

I think I don't need to describe that I was experiencing an overabundance of feelings and emotions at this very moment? This is something that happens only once in every pony's life. It made me tremble with delight and grin. However, after that I lost consciousness.

It was the day I made my choice, and thus the magic of this world marked my fate. My purpose, in which I and the music should merge together and thereby give my listeners many amazing moments. I have to awaken in the souls of ponies the desire and desire for something high. Or to remind with your music about someone who warms the heart with his love.

Well, the next day my parents arranged a small celebration in the circle of our musical family. They were proud of my final choice and foreshadowed me a lot of success in terms of creativity. Of course, provided that I study diligently.

I didn't go to that school anymore, and a week later my parents sold the apartment and we moved to Canterlot. My father was able to organize everything pretty quickly and get a job at the prestigious Royal Concert Hall. They had been waiting for him there for a long time, so there was no problem with that. But it was a little more difficult for my mother, since she still did not want to perform in front of a large audience (perhaps some features of modesty, I got it from my mother), and local restaurants already had a full staff of their musicians.

At first, she found an interesting way to maintain her love of music and give other ponies pleasant moments. On weekends, when life in Canterlot foreshadowed a well-deserved rest after working days, she went to the local park and took me with her. We took our Violins and played music together for the walking residents of Canterlot.

Heh... It's funny that many ponies treated us differently. But mostly they approved of our music. Some ponies threw us their coins, although we didn't have to. Our playing on instruments was rather a personal spiritual pastime. Only we didn't refuse to share our mood with other ponies. Even if it was a fake sadness or love for someone. The music encouraged these ponies to experience hope and be inspired, drive away all these thoughts and worries about everyday problems. Of course, there were those few ponies who didn't hide their grumbling when they heard our music. But they were a minority.

Thus, in a couple of hours, with breaks, we were already looking into our cases with pride and victorious grins, in which gold coins glittered. However, we had a good plan to enable this money to help those who may need it. Yes, we usually took this money to a company that does charity work. That is, it is a group of ponies that also receives personal support from the government. They usually travel around cities and distribute financial aid to local shelters or hospitals, or animal shelters... in general, even in our prosperous Equestria, there will always be those who still need some kind of support.

My father was still earning well, and so my mother had more time for my education. Although, in fact, I was easily accepted into a special school with a musical bent. It was even enough for them to just find out my father's name, and they didn't even need to evaluate my talent. But I insisted on it anyway, and of course, after my short musical number, as a presentation, they made sure that I already had good teachers. However, music is not the only lessons that should be useful in the life of every pony. That's why I started my studies at this wonderful school.

In addition to basic lessons, and two hours of music lessons, we were also taught lessons in aristocratic manners and etiquette. Heh... it was a fun part of schoolwork. And to be honest, it annoyed me a little and made it difficult to restrain my grin. Especially over how our two teachers (a married pair of unicorns) kept trying to impose a unicorn-style etiquette lesson on us. Well, that was something I had to put up with. Actually, I wasn't alone in this funny situation.

I remember how at such lessons, one funny filly sat on the front desk, which frankly caused a cheerful mood with her behavior. She was wearing strange glasses with eyes painted on the lenses! Ahaha! And literally five minutes passed, and we all started whispering and biting ourselves on the cheek, trying to restrain ourselves from laughing. Yes, yes... and then we all started to hear her snoring!

She was sitting with her elbows on the back of a chair, and her head was thrown back with her mouth open. And at that moment, saliva was dripping from her mouth, which drooped funny and thereby destroyed our last drops of patience. We laughed at how this filly behaves like a real revolutionary, who openly defied many stereotypes that have developed over the years about pony from Canterlot.

This was the unicorn filly... And I'm sure you know exactly who I'm talking about.

Yes, yes! Her name was Vinyl Scratch! Although she studied at the parallel faculty. Since her direction in music was precisely the electronic style. She preferred playing the guitar and was the first to produce innovative ideas on how to add something new to music. She had a personal gramophone and a bunch of records. Thus, she experimented with music, trying to record the electronic sound of guitar strings and the music of her gramophone. It's always been fun to watch.

But at that moment, we didn't know her that well. We rarely went to the same lessons with her at all. Until I ran into her, in the truest sense of the word.

In general, it was Lyra Heartstrings who became my first friend at this school. Although, as strange as it may sound, we didn't have much in common with her. Except that we were in the same school quartet, and sometimes walked together after school. Lyra... she had her own charm already at a young age. This is something I will not give up. I recognized her as a beautiful filly. Although, she wasn't as talkative as I sometimes wanted to be.

She liked to observe more than anything, which in her opinion could be an unusual phenomenon. Some ponies even doubted that this mare chose her talent by giving her heart to music. Although, Lyra had her own true reasons, and I hope that later we will find out the truth about her. The truth about her mysterious nature.

I don't know what was going on in her soul at the moment when she invited me to stay with her and look at the night sky. We took our instruments with us, and I tried to see in this sky what fascinated Lyra. When she touched the strings of her lyre with the help of magic, she whispered something strange. It was as if she already believed that we were not the only ones in this world. Of course, I tried to understand her mood and what was in her thoughts... I tried to play along with my music, watch the very interesting behavior of my friend.

She smiled when she heard the sound of my Violin and fell into a trance with a dreamy face, watching the invisible movement of the stars. Her hooves were rising and clasping the lyre, she no longer used her magic to play this instrument. It always seemed to me that unicorns have been spoiled ponies since childhood, when they use only their magic to interact with anything. Even if it is a musical instrument.

Lyra was the one who proved me wrong in my stereotypes about unicorns. The dexterity of her hooves, with which she caressed the strings of her gilded lyre, aroused my admiration. And then we both gave in to our common music and continued to dreamily watch the sky... beyond the twinkling stars and the moon.

I have to admit that we didn't have such friendly pastimes very often, but it was always good.

So my time went by, and now I turned ten years old. I'm already quite used to life in Canterlot and the often arrogant behavior of some ponies. I learned not to pay attention to them, and if necessary, I put on the mask of an aristocrat and tried to conform to the society of snobs. Although it both annoyed and amused me at the same time.

One day in rainy autumn weather, I and my class were climbing the stairs to the top floor to start the next lesson. But at that moment, I was so carried away by my own thoughts about my fate and other worries for the upcoming evening that my gaze was like in a fog. I walked with my head slightly lowered, which caused me to lose concentration and attentiveness. Suddenly, a filly ran out of a turn in this corridor with a bunch of music records that hovered in a magical aura in front of her face.

It was so unexpected that I didn't have time to react and fell together with this filly. At the same time, I hit my head hard on the jaw of this filly! I heard disturbing sounds that within a second made my heart feel pain and go through a shock state! My Violin!

My Violin... I heard my musical instrument crack and the strings made an alarming sound. Damn that crazy filly!

When we came to our senses a little, I was finally able to figure out who that inattentive, hurried, clumsy idiot, filly was. It was Vinyl Scratch! She lay awkwardly on the floor with her hooves stretched out in different directions and rubbed her bruised jaw, and scattered music records lay around us.

Many foals with grins bypassed us, someone even laughed at us. Although, there was nothing funny about it! That's just at this moment I didn't have time to sort things out with them. Right now, I'd like to understand the reason for Vinyl Scratch's rush. What put us in such an awkward position, and my Violin... My Violin was broken! Although, this is not a great problem for me, but nevertheless, it is still sad.

I rubbed my forehead and grimaced on my face, but nevertheless tried to be patient. I stretched out my hoof to the lying Vinyl Scratch to help her get up. "Hey! Come on, get up, Vinyl. Maybe you can explain to me the reason why I shouldn't be angry with you?" I pointed with my hoof at the case with my Violin lying on the floor, and it was noticeable that this instrument was damaged.

Vinyl caught her breath, thanked me for my help, and assuming an innocent expression, pulled my Violin out of the case and tried to connect the chipped piece of the shaft. "Heh... Don't worry so much! I'm sure there's nothing complicated here." She replied in a slightly trembling voice when she saw my angry look. "Come on! I just need glue or duct tape and I can make yours... Violin. Why are you looking at me like that?" Vinyl asked stupid question, and leave careless attempts to repair my Violin, she sadly lowered her eyes so as not to look at me. "I understand. I really screwed up. Please forgive me... am... what's your name?" She looked at me thoughtfully.

There was something in her eyes that made me change my mind about angry thoughts for a few seconds. Before giving my answer, I took a deep breath and calmed down and began to collect scattered music records. This made Vinyl feel confused, but I didn't leave her unanswered. I turned and looked at her good-naturedly. Well, I couldn't be angry with this mare for too long! And this is the first time this has happened to me. It's like an important moment in my life has come right now. Because when I looked into Vinyl Scratch's sincere eyes and saw her remorse, I felt my heart warming up. And this is not a simple sign of fate.

"My name is Octavia Melody."

Vinyl looked a little warily from me to all these music records that I held in my hooves. She pressed her ears to the back of her head in shame and swallowed a lump in her throat.

"Em... Octavia? Aren't you offended by me anymore? I honestly, didn't expect such sudden friendliness from you." When she saw my light smile and sincerity in my eyes, a slight blush appeared on her face. "Ah... What an ignorant fool I am!" She took all these music records into a magical aura, and squatting down began to shake my free hoof in greeting. "Thank you, Octavia! You're very cute, filly. Heh... Well, as far as I understand from our conversation, you know my name."

However, I didn't have time to answer anything, because at that moment the school bell rang, and the teacher's voice invited all the foals to take their places in the classroom.

Vinyl roused herself and helped me put on my case with the now broken Violin, which caused me slight bewilderment. But I didn't mind her answering friendly concern.

Vinyl made a serious face and helpfully brushed the dust off my shoulder. "Okay... I think it's time for both of us to go to our study sessions. But, I feel that our conversation is not over yet. You know, Octavia, I have an amazing idea!"

Well, Vinyl's behavior was, as always, in her style, a self-confident and sometimes awkward filly. However, she was able to intrigue me. I looked curiously into Vinyl's eyes. "Well, I'm ready to listen to your idea. Just hurry up, please, otherwise I don't want to be among those who are late for class."

Vinyl snorted and waved her hoof, as if to smear her slight indifference to the discipline and rules of behavior in this school. "Pff... don't make my hooves laugh! Your teacher won't bite your tail if you're a few seconds late. Okay... What do you say that we would meet after our school classes and hang out a little together!? I could invite you to the recording studio and show you my achievements! Our teacher is one of those famous DJs and producers! He's a great stud... uh yeah, even though he's fifteen years older than us and all that...mmm...."

I put my hoof to her lips, because I was ashamed of what this filly was saying, and at that moment other students were passing by us, who began to whisper among themselves. Of course, the two of us were a very unusual couple in which one could see two friends. We were too different... but at the same time, I felt in my heart that this crazy filly could be exactly the friend who would bring a little variety into my young life.

"Hush... Vinyl! Don't say such things out loud! It's like one of those stories in which a young filly, a student at a music school, falls in love with her teacher. And at the same time there is a significant age difference between them!"

Vinyl looked at me in disbelief and put my hoof aside. "Heh... Actually, I didn't have that in mind." Vinyl said with a slight smile in her voice, after which she put her hoof to her chin and looked dreamily at the ceiling. "Although, you gave me a great idea. Maybe this way I will be able to achieve better grades, and when I graduate from school I will have a successful future..."

I looked at her slightly raising my left eyebrow and decided to interrupt her vulgar dreams of success in life, for which she was going to do crazy things. "VINYL!"

Vinyl turned her attention to me. She had a confused look and an innocent face combined with a wide smile. "Oh yeah... something I got carried away with my..."

However, Vinyl did not have time to finish, when suddenly behind my back I heard the stern and loud voice of my teacher. "Octavia Melody! This is unthinkable! You've never allowed yourself to be late for class... I think your parents won't really like this behavior."

For the first time in a long time, I allowed myself to say a swear word out loud! Probably this filly has some kind of magical influence on me. "Damn these strict rules!" I muttered in a whisper and turned to go to my classroom.

However, Vinyl did not lose her head and caught up with me. "Good... I see you may have problems and all that, but let's meet after class at the main entrance to the school. Then we'll decide how to spend our time... To be honest, I wouldn't mind if we got to know each other better." After these words, without waiting for my answer, she turned around and ran down the school corridor towards the music studio, where apparently she and other foals will have lessons.

Yes, that's what happened. We really began to meet often with Vinyl Scratch for the sake of a friendly conversation. It was at school and after school. By this time, my parents weren't so worried about me anymore. Since my father still understood that I was becoming an adult filly, and I had the right to be friends with those ponies that I liked. And I will not lie, although Vinyl and I were different in character, taste and upbringing, I felt that my heart was not deceiving me. Already in those young years, we began to realize that our friendship was growing stronger every day.

We really began to spend more time with each other, which caused confusion among many foals and teachers. Although, they did not blame us for this, and even on the contrary encouraged such friendship. And all because individually we weren't perfect ponies. When we were together, we complemented each other pleasantly. We helped each other find inspiration in our musical directions. Vinyl had a significant influence on me, and thereby melted the extra character traits in me. Otherwise, if I continued to behave like an aristocrat, then my life would be boring. However, Vinyl was often a stubborn filly and didn't want me to teach her diligent manners. But under my playful onslaught, she gave up and put on the mask of an obedient filly.

Six years have passed in this way. Vinyl and I became best friends, and even exchanged many promises and vows that no matter how our life turned out, we would be together. Especially when our age reaches adulthood and we will have to leave the parental home and become independent mares. But in this life, everything is not always easy, even if your parents are famous or rich ponies. Therefore, it is not surprising that many of us, before embarking on the path of adulthood, agreed to live together. This way life becomes a little easier and more fun. That's exactly what happened to us.

At our graduation party from this school, the teachers gave us an important role. It was something we had rehearsed many times before. Yes, all the teachers were only glad of our zeal and innovative enthusiasm.

Vinyl and I had to perform several musical numbers separately and a couple of joint performances. I was supposed to play music on the double bass, and Vinyl would provide accompaniment with his electronic music on the DJ console.

Yes, our talents have really become at a professional level during this time of training. The same stallion, the famous DJ under the pseudonym Creative Sound saw a future celebrity in Vinyl. He even offered to discuss contracts with her and become her producer. Of course, after she finishes her studies at this school. Well, it was really amazing, and I was genuinely happy for my friend.

For some reason I'm sure that Vinyl did a good job not only in teaching her musical direction... but even in secret from everyone, she made flirtatious eyes when meeting this teacher. To which he only smiled good-naturedly and was sympathetic to such behavior of a young mare. (At the age of fifteen, we no longer called ourselves foals and considered ourselves young ponies. Although at this age, all ponies want to consider themselves adults. A little naive thinking, but still justified, given our achievements). I think he was well aware of the flattering playfulness in the behavior of Vinyl Scratch, but he had no reason to suspect her of mercenary purposes.

Although it was still Vinyl's personal life, she nevertheless did not hide many secrets from me. This is especially true in the fact that we, young mares, were becoming more interested in learning and even experiencing something new. Yes, it's about finding out how physical love feels or... I'm going to be blunt! Yes, we are all ponies, and at this age we have the first signs of sexual attraction to the opposite sex. In this case, it concerned the stallions. And I think we can be understood. Everypony has been through this. When your body tells you that there is another kind of natural need.

I, like all mares at this age, experienced the same thing. But no matter how strange it may sound, although Vinyl was one year younger than me, her first signals, or more precisely, natural instincts began to manifest earlier than mine. I swear it was fun to watch!

And for some reason I am sure that this part of my memories will also be interesting to listen to. Hehe!

It happened in the fall, when we were already in our last year and there were eight months left before graduating from music school. Although we were from different classes, the same teacher, DJ Creative Sound, was able to agree with the other teachers that I could spend two lessons a week in his class. That is, he found a very promising couple in me and Vinyl Scratch. It was he and my teacher who suggested that we try to combine our talents. Thus, my playing on the violin or double bass may well be combined with an electronic music track performed by Vinyl.

Well, it was really an amazing combination, to which we had to develop a habit due to our inexperience. But since Vinyl and I were best friends, it wasn't difficult for us to adapt and play a joint musical number. Of course, this caused a lot of different emotions in ponies. Someone was skeptical about this, there were also those who condemned such a connection of two types of musical sound.

They were mostly the children of wealthy aristocrats and they always said that it was ridiculous to combine classical music with more modern motifs. But most of the ponies reacted to this new step with sincere interest and always enjoyed our music together. So I and Vinyl can safely call me pioneers in the field of entertainment art.

Yes! I know that I'm a little exaggerating our achievements! Because, in fact, we weren't the first to do it in Equestria. But we were exactly the first to pass it in our music school. Especially considering that Vinyl and I were the best musicians in our respective faculties. That's why the teachers made big bets on us and foreshadowed us not a little success in our musical career in the future.

Although I was a little carried away by these memories, nevertheless I am burning with impatience to tell the funny part of this story.

One day at one of the joint lessons, when we were in the studio class, many of us began to notice the unusual behavior of Vinyl. It also did not escape the attention of DJ Creative Sound, who at that moment was lecturing us on exactly how to find inspiration for new musical projects.

So what was unusual about Vinyl's behavior, you ask?

Heh... it was the same thing that every mare goes through for the first time in her life. She was visibly nervous all this time and drops of sweat were dripping from her face, especially when she pretended to be listening attentively to our teacher. Yes, all this time I was sitting at the next desk and biting my hoof to restrain myself from laughing. Although, a little later, when my body began to show these very signs of secret desire, I began to realize that this was not funny at all!

Out of the corner of my eye, I watched as Vinyl lowered her hoof, and without restraining her natural signals, she began to scratch her stomach. At the same time, she looked stupid enough when she tried to imitate the indifferent scratching of her body part. And when Vinyl shook her head to get rid of some adult thoughts at least for a short time, she noticed that other ponies were watching her. As always, she made a nivine expression and stuck out her tongue in a teasing manner. After that, she wiped the sweat from her face and continued to pretend that she was listening attentively to this lecture. But that wasn't all!

Vinyl's tail also betrayed a certain nervousness, which made her unable to sit quietly in this chair. She was fidgeting with her ass all the time, which is why we heard frequent creaks of this chair. This was starting to annoy some mares who still didn't understand what was going on with Vinyl. And the most important thing is that everyone who was sitting in the vicinity of Vinyl began to feel an unfamiliar smell. It was a spicy fragrance mixed with a bit of personal scent and sweat that exuded from this excited, young mare.

When DJ Creative Sound was able to smell this smell, it was also fun to look at him. His ears began to twitch nervously, and his nostrils dilated trying to suck in as much of this smell as possible. He turned his attention to the slightly trembling Vinyl and behaved very tactfully. I have to pay due respect to this understanding stallion. He was really able to understand what was happening now, and decided to resort to his experienced, teacher's resourcefulness.

DJ Creative Sound squatted down and attracted the attention of all the students. "I think we can finish our lesson a little earlier for today. You are all well done and excellent listeners. Today you can go home earlier than usual. Yes, and don't forget to prepare your creative thoughts written in your notebooks for the next lesson."

Cheers were heard in the classroom, and all the ponies began to pack their things to leave this studio. But when Vinyl and I were slowly making our way to the exit, all the while skipping impatient students, DJ Creative Sound decided to attract our attention.

"Vinyl Scratch! Octavia Melody! Can I ask you to stay a little longer?"

Vinyl and I exchanged skeptical glances with each other, although it was possible to tell from Vinyl's face that she didn't even mind being in a narrow circle of ponies. Otherwise, she was already tired of listening to many grumbles from other students.

Well, this stallion came up to both of us, and out of the corner of my eye I noticed how Vinyl's tail turned to the side, and a blush appeared on her cheeks. This also did not escape the teacher's attention.

DJ Creative Sound put his hooves on our shoulders in a friendly way and made a sly grin. "Octavia... Vinyl... Are you aware that you were chosen by the school committee in order to prepare joint performances at all the holidays in our school? Including the graduation party, which will take place in a few months..." He sighed slightly and looked at us good-naturedly. "How quickly the years pass. I remember what fillies you were five years ago. And look at yourself now, and who you have become. You are already two young mares. Well, although I'm not going to get carried away with long speeches. I have a suggestion for you. If you want, then you can stay in this studio and have a joint "rehearsal" before graduation. I give you the right to do it whenever you need it."

After these words, he stretched his hoof into the pocket of his vest and took out a bunch of keys from there to give us. "Just don't forget to close the door behind you, so that no one accidentally bothers you! I swear, this is the only thing I still needed, so that other teachers would start to resent my almost loving patronage to both of you!" He replied in a conspiratorial voice.

While I was opening my mouth to tell this teacher that we really shouldn't worry so much about our musical number, since I still didn't understand the true intent of this stallion, Vinyl grabbed these keys.

"Great offer, Mr. Creative Sound!" Vinyl smiled broadly and hugged my neck with a hoof, without taking her eyes off the grinning teacher. "Octavia and I agree to do some music in extra time!"

I opened my eyes wide when I finally began to understand the true plans of these ponies. "Hey! I certainly don't mind "extra music classes", but don't you think it looks too much!?" I asked, but at the same time I decided to play along with my friend's mood a little and slightly pushed her in the stomach with a hoof, from which she began to writhe and giggle at the same time. She liked such friendly games, just like me.

DJ Creative Sound looked at me with a serious look, which made me a little scared. "I made this offer to both of you for a reason. You have the right to refuse it... I'm not holding you captive. But in fact, I understand both of you perfectly from the point of view of my life experience. No one doubts your strong friendship with each other, but there will be many trials of this friendship in your life." After these words, which made me and Vinyl think, he again put his hooves on our shoulders in a friendly way and brought his face closer. "Right now in your destiny the moment has come for another test of friendship. And it's up to you to decide exactly how you will overcome your difficulties. However, I still recommend that you both stay in this studio and do some more "music"."

I hesitated a bit before giving an answer. But when I noticed that Vinyl was looking at me with an almost pleading look, it erased my doubts. "Well, I think you're really right, Mr. Creative Sound... ah... Vinyl, let me go! Crazy mare! Ohrr..." Yes, these were my squeaky, hoarse words, when my friend hugged my neck even tighter in gratitude, from which I began to feel a slight suffocation.

DJ Creative Sound saw the reaction of Vinyl Scratch, just rolled his eyes and snorted. After that, he said goodbye to us and wished us good luck and headed out of the studio. But at the door he stopped and turned his head, looked at our happy faces. "Before I leave, let me give you some advice for the future. And I ask you to understand what I'm going to tell you. It will even look more like a request on behalf of all the stallions."

When Vinyl heard the last words, her tail darted to the side again and she accidentally slapped my ass. However, she still maintained her composure and looked at the teacher curiously. "Em... What advice do you want to talk about?"

DJ Creative Sound nodded and looked at us with a stern look. "Never drink these magic potions, which should help the mare to dull her estrus! Especially if you will drink such potions every time during your natural need! Damn these losers who call themselves alchemists-pharmacists! Take my word for it, these potions can have a bad effect on your young organisms. This gives hormonal failures, which can eventually lead to infertility of any mare."

He made sure that we were still listening attentively to him and continued his revelation: "In my love herd there are two mares who at one time, before we met, were often fond of such "medicines". Now, for several years they have not been able to get pregnant from me. And in order to cure this negative consequence, need to undergo a whole course of gynecological therapy." After these words, he sighed sadly and lowered his gaze, realizing that he was expressing a lot of revelation in front of us.

He narrowed his eyes, but his words really sounded kind and caring. "It's always an expensive treatment... And I am sure that your future stallions will not really like to know that they associate their love with a barren mare. Although, if their love is stronger than these principles, then they will accept you as you are. The best way to quench sexual thirst is to give your body what it wants. But that's something I won't discuss with you. Both of you have not been stupid mares for a long time and you understand everything perfectly." After these words, he left the studio, leaving me and Vinyl for deep thoughts.

When we were sure we were alone, Vinyl hurried to lock the door. My curiosity was understandable. I am a young mare who has never had something like this happen in her life, which Vinyl is experiencing now.

I put my notebook bag on an empty table and noticed out of the corner of my eye that Vinyl was a little sad. Such a sudden change of mood in my friend caused me a feeling of anxiety. "Vinyl! I want to know how you feel! Tell me everything... oh... you smell unusual." I said, hugging my friend by the neck and grimacing on my face.

Vinyl snorted and stuck out her tongue, clearly not feeling well. "Do you think it's so easy for me to talk about it? Actually, my mom bought this potion for me... But now that I've heard such a revelation from our teacher, I don't want to drink this medicine! Damn it, I'm still a young mare who has a lot of plans for the future. Including becoming a mother." Vinyl sadly lowered her head and shyly pressed her ears to the back of her head. "But... yes... I feel sick. Especially this itching inside my stomach! I struggle with myself with difficulty... and I need someone who will at least comfort me at such a moment. Therefore, I'm counting on you..." She looked at me pleadingly again, which made my heart tremble, because right now this mare needs my help.

I crossed my hooves over my chest and looked skeptically at poor Vinyl. "Yes, we are friends. But you don't want me to become one of those crazy mares, do you? I... Vinyl, please don't look at me that way! MMM..." I was outraged when Vinyl's hoof was on my lips.

Vinyl looked at me seriously and took a deep breath. "You can call me crazy mare all you want, but I'm still your friend. I don't want to put pressure on you." She took her hoof away from my mouth and, maintaining a certain mystery, walked past me.

I looked at my friend with regret. "Vinyl... Forgive me..."

Vinyl grinned and wiped away the sweat that had already started to accumulate on her face again. "No! You don't have to apologize to me, Tavi." She came up to the training DJ console and looked at me almost lovingly. "Take your violin in your hooves and let's start our rehearsal! I really want to hope that this will help distract me from my thoughts... my first sex and all that!"

My eye twitched when I heard my friend's last words. "You... Well, actually, I thought..."

Vinyl looked at me angrily, and for a moment I was scared. "So our teacher is right. We need to test our friendship and trust in each other. Yes... I like you, Octavia. But that doesn't mean I have to worry about causing you my shitty inconvenience!" She managed to smile, though she still had the look of a mare caught off guard. "I'm not asking much of you. But it is you, my friend, who can help me. And hell, I'm sure you'll have a similar situation. Then I will be the pony that will help you in this natural need!" She looked at me slyly again. "Heh... Although I'm sure I won't have any problems with this case."

I looked at my friend with understanding, although my curiosity was still not satisfied. "Vinyl?" I nodded at the chair Vinyl had been sitting on during class. "You know that you left traces of your arousal on this chair, right?"

Vinyl frowned, and looked from me to this chair. "Hmm... I have a couple of solutions in mind for this problem."

My ears twitched nervously, and a thought process appeared in my head. But I couldn't guess my friend's idea, so I was just myself at that moment. "Vinyl! Just take a rag and wipe your juices off this chair! And let's get to the rehearsal."

Yes, I was a naive mare in relation to my friend, whom I didn't know so well yet.

Vinyl Scratch grinned... but at the same time, a shiver of excitement passed through her body again. "Good! I'm going to wipe this chair! BUT, you'll be watching me the whole time. And at the same time, stand behind me."

It took me a moment to realize what was happening. Vinyl teleported a rag from a nearby cleaning locker. After that, she didn't even look at me, and taking this rag in both hooves, leaned over to the chair, and began to wipe it slowly. But that wasn't all! She lifted her ass and pulled her tail to the side, completely demonstrating her sights to me.

I stumbled away from what this young mare was doing. But before I could express my indignation, I saw Vinyl turn to me with a grin. "Aha! What? Scared?!"

Actually, that's how we spent our student years, playing with each other all the time. Yes, we allowed ourselves some caresses, but we were both mares! And we understood that we needed a stallion if we wanted to satisfy such a need as sexual craving.

Ehehe... this is all the beginning of our real growing up as students. A lot was happening. But mostly it was something that was dealt with.

I continued to attend a group in which I studied Vinyl. And then I started noticing that I was starting to like one young stallion. His name was Spark Ignition. He would have been a unicorn, although his parents were both Earth ponies who owned a local barbershop. He also turned his attention to me.

That's where I'll start talking about the most important thing, although there are so many interesting things from my story. This very unicorn, always had quite a modest appearance and in itself was more a listener than a speaker. He and I sort of started chatting by accident. Just like with Vinyl.

Yes, we got closer to him, for closer communication. And to be honest, like a naive mare in those years, I thought that with this stallion, we would build our family, which would grow into a herd. Of course, I didn't forget that Vinyl would be with me.

Over time, Vinyl and I sort of started our romance with the same stud, and we both liked him. Many teachers began to notice this, and were already preparing a good, joint, musical future for us, in which we would, as it were, have great success. But all this was naive on my part. Although I did, I understood then that we might not get anything. But I couldn't trust her intuition!

When the time for graduation was approaching, this stallion fell in love with a mare who was learning to play the electronic guitar. But she wasn't very good at it. And then she tried to practice singing... and again, she didn't do anything the way she would have liked. Years passed... and this mare, with a white and blue mane, who already had a cutie mark with an hourglass, tried to do everything that she might like. But in the end, no matter where she went, she couldn't do anything well. That is, she tried to succeed, and she really had a desire... but every time she didn't have enough time for something. And every teacher and student did not understand what exactly this mare did not have enough time for!

This mare's name is Minuette. And despite her young energetic character, we all felt that she had a good future. She just has to go through a lot of problems, and as usual, she won't have enough time.

Over time, this mare, having never finished the music school courses, left for another province.

But we were just starting to be friends with her! But all this turned out to be only for a while! Time... and her cursed hourglass on her hips, that's what made this mare, the most fickle attitude to everything that this mare did not touch! Maybe at least her heart won't be subject to it. Maybe there will be someone who will love her for who she is. But not our stallion.

As a result, our fate has developed in such a way as what we are now. Spark Ignition became a DJ as well as Vinyl Scratch, but he left for Las-Pegasus. And as far as we all heard later, he had his own herd of mares there, and quite quickly. And now he even has three foals. Well, Vinyl and I were happy for him...

But there was one mare who returned to Canterlot, and tried to open her own business. At the same time, one important factor cannot be hidden. This same mare was a friend with the future Princess of Friendship. Although, as you know, now this mare does not behave in such a way that she would run from one to another, all the time wasting time on everything.

In real time.

"Aaahh... I'm tired, Vinyl." I looked at the window, and at my sleeping friend, who is already drooling on the pillow. Although, our train should arrive in less than an hour. "Ah, Okay! I'll sleep too." I said, despite the fact that it was only the middle of the day. But, we really have to work hard these days, so I will not miss my chance, like my beloved Vinyl, to drool on the pillow.

To be continued...

Author's Note

I just hope you enjoyed the next chapter, which had its own purpose for the plot. Well, in the next chapter, I'll come back to the main character again. Apparently Arhip has to do something before he is released from the palace. Then he will be completely free to undertake his mission.

But well, you will need to find out better who Minuette is, who is so friendly to the main character. And what about Princess Luna? Hmm... you will need to find out about this as well.

Anyway, all these characters are waiting for something interesting that I will show to all readers.

And you must not forget about Derpy! She is also an important character. It's just that right now, it's not her time.

See you in the next chapter!