Every Dark Night Turns Into Day

Lemon Zest

“So what’s with you?” Indigo asked as she nudged Sour. “You’re not being your normal annoying sarcastic self.”

“Fuck you,” Sour grumbled as she chewed on her pencil. Professor Moondancer was at the white board, writing something about the stars. “It’s nothing.”

“Doesn’t seem like nothing,” Sugarcoat pointed out as she kept writing her notes. “Don’t keep us in suspense and get on with it.”

“I’m going to kill you one day,” Sour grumbled as I tried balancing my pencil on my nose. “So my sister is a Wondercolt.”

“What?” Sunny demanded. “And you’re a Shadowbolt? Why two schools?”

“Mom and Dad let us pick what schools we wanted to go too. She chose Canterlot for the band and drama clubs,” Sour answered grudgingly as she leaned back in her chair. “I chose Crystal Prep for the reputation. Apparently she and Rainbow Dash are close.”

“Okay and?” Indigo questioned. “What’s the problem?”

“We may or may not have had a falling out,” Sour admitted. “I also may or may not have made fun of her often for choosing to be a Wondercolt. Called her Wonderdolt and insulted her friends she brought over. It kinda got bad enough where she chose to live with our grandparents instead of at our parents house. She slapped me one day and called me a worthless egotistical bitch and cunt.”

Indigo let out a low whistle as we all stared in stunned silence at Sour as Sunny glared at her angrily.

“You said that about your sister?” Sunny grumbled. “I don’t have any siblings but I definitely wouldn’t have been a jerk like that.”

“I never said I was the best person in the world. Stupid Cinch. Stupid prick turned us all into freaking jerks, all that talk about how Canterlot High is beneath us and they are all failures,” Sour grumbled as she crossed her arms and glared out the window of the classroom. “Me and Baton were like the closest of sisters.”

“I assume you’re older?” I asked as started playing my pencils like a set of drumsticks on the desk. The others jumped slightly and stared at me.

“You can hear us?” Indigo asked in surprise. “You have your head phones on.”

“I read your guys lips. It’s not that hard,” I explained. “It’s easy.”

“Huh,” Sour muttered. “She’s not entirely braindead.” I picked up an eraser and chucked it at her head. “Ow!”

“Is everything okay back there?” Professor Moondancer called out as she stared at us. “I’ll separate students if you girls can’t get along.”

“We’re cool!” Indigo called out and gave her a thumbs up. “Don’t worry.” Moondancer gave a quick nod as she fixed her sweaters collar.

“These notes will be on the test,” Moondancer announced. “Be sure to actually write these down and no cheating. I’m looking at you Neon Lights.” A few students snickered as the dj slumped down into his seat and put his sun glasses on.

“And yes I’m older. We’re both seniors,” Sour answered.

“Sour is right in a way,” Sugarcoat stated as she finally looked up. “Cinch did take the worst in us and use it. I’m assuming we all had a small amount of resentment to chs. I was always told they were inferior growing up, Indigo was probably blackmailed by Cinch and Sunny is just rich who views everyone as beneath her in general. Lemon just doesn’t care in general about anything.”

“Excuse me?” Sunny spun in her seat to glare the Sugarcoat. “I do not view everyone as beneath me.”

“Could have fooled me,” Sour muttered. “Sure freaking act like it.”

“So did all of us!” Sunny shot back. “We all pressured Twilight because we viewed her as inferior.”

“Well I only joined in because you guys were,” I answered as I bobbed my head to my rock music. “And I never really harassed Twilight in school so.”

“Ignoring her is still a form of bullying,” Sugarcoat pointed out.

“So how exactly are you going to fix your relationship with your sister?” Sunny asked as she stared at Sour curiously.

“How the fuck should I know? Probably not going to. That ship seemed to have sailed. Why do you care anyway?” Sour demanded.

“Dean Cadence wants us to spread friendship around the school remember? And we’re all friends after all.”

“Ah yes,” Sour gave a bitter laugh as she rolled her eyes. “We’re all a bunch of dysfunctional friends who have to turn an entire school into a freaking kindergarten class! We gonna take a field trip and hold hands skipping down the road too?”

“Maybe?” Sunny offered. “Or we could get the students all hypnotized into being friends.”

“That’s some shit I would expect Lemon Zest or Indigo to suggest,” Sour muttered.

“Thanks for that vote of support,” Indigo scoffed as she rolled her eyes.

“Oh you’re so welcome!” Sour said warmly with a smile. “Anytime!”

“God help me,” I muttered. “So have you decided what activity we are going to do?”

“Mhm! You’re all gonna come with me to the movies and we’re gonna watch horror. There’s a movie about a killer that I want to see.”

“Are you sure that’s a good idea?” Indigo asked worriedly. “Isn’t horror well scary?”

“Aww. Is wittle Indigo gonna have a nightmare?” Sour mocked as she patted Indigo on the head condescendingly. “Don’t worry, Sour Sweet will be there to keep you safe from the big scawy monsters!”

Indigo slapped her hand away as she glared at her angrily as we snickered at her.

“I am not scared of shit and definitely not a made up killer! I was talking about Sunny Flare. She’s probably gonna piss herself,” Indigo snarled at Sour who was unphased.

“I’m fine with horror,” Sunny shrugged in response. “And I’m not easily scared.”

“You’re afraid of spiders,” Sugarcoat said dryly.

“Spiders can kill us.”

“Enough bullshit! We are going to see all the horror movies I want and if I hear any complaining, I’ll beat you myself!” Sour growled angrily.

I gulped nervously and nodded. I’m not afraid of horror but I don’t wanna get killed.