Sparkling Sunsets

I guess it's my fault. I should have known. I shouldn't have trusted. Nothing ever lasts. I've learned that lesson, but it never sticks and now I'm really paying the price. It's what I get for believing. For having hope. For trusting. For not even Princess Twilight's amazing harmony representatives couldn't even last with me.
Here I am just sitting in class. Barely awake and barely alive. I'm numb to it now. The glares, the whispers. The vulgar words on my locker. The food thrown at me during lunch. I've heard them say it's a taste of my own medicine. I don't disagree.

Sunset

Maybe I should have just left. Gone back to equestria with the princess after the formal. The princess. She’s one of the few keeping me sane. She is making an effort to write to me. She is listening to me. She held me as I cried my eyes out the first day all of this started. Her promise to help clear my name.

Sunset

There's so few in this world actually believing me. I can count it on one hand. That being two. Trixie, for some reason and Ray. Ray. My ray of sunshine. That devilishly handsome bright opal leopard gecko.

“Sunset!”
I slowly look up from my random sketch of said gecko in my notes at my trigonometry teacher, Mr.Cranky, a fitting name.
“Yes?” I say with a slow blink.
“Instead of making your little doodles, why don't you answer the question on the board? Unless that's beneath you?” he said with a stern annoyance.
I sigh and make my way to the front. Trigonometry is one of the subjects I thrive in. My sluggish walk to the board had been interrupted with a small trip, thanks to a foot shooting out in front of my walking way. That earned a few snickers. I quickly finished the problem. As I was dismissed back to my desk after Mr.Cranky confirmed my correct answer, I, of course, had to make eye contact with an ivory pale fashionista. In this interaction she simply slipped her eyes away from my contact. That's fine. I understand. I don't want to associate with me either.

I slid back into my desk, kept my head down, held in my hand and simply waited for the class to end.

As the last bell of the day rang, dismissing the tense school body, I stomped my combat boots down the hall to my locker. Coming into view I noticed it. More graffiti. ‘She-Demon Cunt’ with a visual drawing of a crimson red demon tail and horns. I simply stood and started for more than a second. How am I supposed to feel about this again? Sad? Angery? Hopeless? All three work. With yet another sigh, I find myself doing that alot nowadays. I opened my locker. As soon as I did that, a certain journal with my gold-crimson intertwined sun cutie mark on the cover gave a magical vibration. It’s everyday, right on time. The princess can wait a moment though, I want to get home to my factory apartment quickly before anybody can hurt me. Whether it's a shove, a push, a hard pencil jab or a heart breaking insult.

I threw all my things in my bag and made a beeline brisk walk to the bathroom, where I attempted to discreetly grab a bunch of wet paper towels. I made it back to my locker and began to scrub. It doesn't matter if it doesn't all come off, just the words leaving will be enough.
“Agh!” I gave a startled shout as I was shoved into my locker. The side of my face hitting the door of the locker. It must have been enough to cut as I felt blood trickle down my face. I tried to turn to my perpetrator only to find I couldn't move. Someone was using their body weight to keep me up against my locker.
“Hey, sunny, just the girl I wanted to see.” a certain raspy voice that could only belong to Glida squawked out.
“What do you want, Gilda?” I said tiredly.
“Oh, what's the rush Sunny Shim? I just wanna have a nice conversation. Bitch to bitch.” Gilda said.
“Not interested, either leave me alone or shit out what you wanna talk about,” I spoke impatiently.
“Fine.” She gripped the back of my head and slammed it in my locker, with my injured check smooshed against the cold bottom of the half sized locker. “Just wanted to give you a warning for the future. If you ever say shit or rat me out to the school or police on your little gossip account, I’ll make it your last day in this and your world, you got me?” she threatened with a whisper and so close I could both feel and smell her breath on my face. “Fuck you, your talking to the wrong person. I don't run that account. I said in an attempted stern, aggressive voice. “Yea, yea, you got your warning. Ta ta.” and with that she let me go and strutted off. All I could do was stand there. Collect my breath. I picked my head back up only to look over and see Applejack and Rarity standing at A.J.’s locker. Watching me. Watching that whole ordeal. I could feel my tears beginning to build up. From what? Fear? Pain? The abandonment from my friends? Again, all three. I grabbed my stuff from my locker quickly and made a quick walk to the front of the school and out the doors. Now I get to walk home in the cold winter to a lonely cold apartment. At Least I have Ray and Princess Twilight to talk to when I get there. At Least they will be by my side.

‘I can't believe it! I simply can't believe it!’ Princess Twilight frantically wrote in the journal. ‘Why Oh, Why? Would they just stare? Applejack? I atleast thought no matter what was going on she’d stand up for somepony, anypony! Oh, and Glinda! Don't get me started on that griffon!’

“Don't worry you don't have to. I have my own problems with her human counterpart.’ I scribbled down. I sat in bed scratching Ray’s head and taking a bite of my apple. I got my homework done for the day. What does that leave me to do? Well I wouldn't even be done yet, or even home. I'd be at the Sugar Cube Corner. With the girls. But I'm not. So instead I'll sit in my bed on the loft trying to find ways to make the time go faster. Maybe draw? No. That makes me think of my superhero comic I was working on for the girls. Paint? Pinkie and I used to paint together. Play a video game? Rainbow, Applejack and I used to do that together. Everything just reminds me of the pain of the loss. The reminder I shouldn't have allowed myself to believe and hope. I could feel my tears building up . My breathing is getting heavier and harder. I can't see. It's all a bunch of colors coming together. A hiccup. A sharp gasp. I topple over giving a shouting cry, hyperventilating. I can't stop crying.

I see it. Slightly. I feel it. Slightly. A scaly companion coming under my hand. A book vibrating in front of me. Focus. Come on Sunset. Focus. A few more spouts of magical magenta vibrations and a little reptilian flicking tongue, I came back. Not all the way but enough. Reaching over to my night stand I grab my tissues, clean my face of tears and snot. I take a peak in front of me. ‘Right. Right. Hey… you know if you ever wanted to, you can come back to equestria,’ The first message from Twilight wrote.
‘I wouldn't mind if you stayed here for a bit. So you can have time to recollect.’ another sentence the princess wrote.
‘Then we’ll storm right into that school and fix this whole debacle!’ the final line from the princess said.
‘Thanks Twilight, I appreciate you being here.’ I wrote.
‘Of, course!’ I sat in a glum silence after seeing Twilight's response. “Sunset… I’m sorry to say, I have to go. I have a meeting with princess Celestia about a new potentially dangerous pony, Starlight Glimmer. I encountered her a couple days ago.’ Twilight wrote.
‘Starlight Glimmer? That name is familiar but I can’t exactly remember where I heard it.’ I wrote while trying to place the familiar name.
‘If you remember, let me know stat, please!’ the princess wrote rather quickly. ‘Will do.’ I scribbled down. ‘Thank you! I will get back to you as soon as I can, remember self care!’ the princess frantically wrote. I rolled my eyes at the latter part of the sentence. I'm too numb to enjoy anything more.

I closed my journal and placed it on the nightstand. Checking my alarm clock's time, I saw it was only seven minutes until eight pm. With nothing left for me to do the rest of the night, I settled into the blankets of my bed, with Ray resting on the pillow above my head. I gave a heavy sigh and fell asleep with the aching numbness in my heart.