I'm New Here

“Are you sure we are allowed to be here?” I asked as me, Lyra and Vinyl stared at the house in front of us. Vinyl rolled her eyes as she strode towards the open garage.

“Of course. I’ve known Neon for a good while now. He’s chill as fuck,” Vinyl smirked. “Yo! Neon!” A boy with glasses similar to Vinyls poked his head out from behind a large speaker.

“Ay V. What’s up?” Neon pushed his shades up. He quickly fist bumped Vinyl before disappearing behind the speaker again that was connected to his laptop.

“Not much. These are my friends, Lyra and Bon Bon,” Vinyl nodded to both of us as Neon reappeared.

“Nice to meet you both. You guys want something to drink?”

“Long Island,” Lyra immediately said.

“Don’t even joke like that Lyra,” I scoffed.

“Yeah I don’t have any alcohol. I got various pops and water,” Neon said. A familiar pink girl entered from a door connecting the house to the garage. She let out a gasp and hugged me tightly. I could feel bones cracking.

“Help me,” I held out a hand to Lyra desperately. She sighed and stepped forward.

“Bon Bon, meet Pinkie Pie. Pinkie Pie, this is Bon Bon. Pinkie is Canterlot Highs resident party planner and resident hugger,” Lyra stuck her hands in between us and grunted as she separated us. “You’re gonna kill her Pinks. Careful next time please.”

“I remember her!” Pinkie chirped. “You’re the new girl I hugged at the first day. I hugged you because I never saw you before and was like, oh my gosh a new friend. It also meant I had to throw you a welcome to Canterlot High party. I would have if Rarity and Fluttershy hadn’t messed up my plans and didn’t even help me.” Pinkie folded her arms angrily and looked away. “They are some big meanies!”

“Fluttershy? Mean?” Lyra and Vinyl exchanged a confused look.

“Yeah we aren’t friends anymore. I’m cool with Rainbow and Applejack but they don’t like each other that much anymore. Something about Rainbow intentionally skipping out on her bake sale or something. I was too busy thinking about whipped cream and ice cream when she was telling me,” Pinkie started drooling slightly. “Ice cream.”

“Uh huh,” I said as I gave Lyra a confused look. She shrugged and rolled her eyes.

“Anyway! I have to go bake some more cookies! Have fun!” Pinkie bounced into the doorway again.

“What just happened?” I asked in confusion.

“It’s best if you don’t question it,” Neon called out. “Pinkie is just Pinkie. There’s no real better way to put it than that.”

“He’s right,” Lyra agreed. “You’ll save yourself the headache if you don’t try to understand her. Just go along with the flow basically.”

“Hey can you help me sort out this out Vinyl? Hasn’t been working properly recently. I used the cord you lended me but still nothing.”

“Yeah sure,” Vinyl disappeared behind the speaker with him.

“We found the male version of Vinyl,” I announced.

“We’re not that bad!” They shouted in unison while Lyra chuckled.

“It cool if we go inside?” Lyra asked.

“Yeah go for it.”

“It’s surprisingly loud in here,” I commented. I was sitting next to Lyra on a random couch inside the house. Pinkie was currently talking to Vinyl and making jokes based on them both laughing. Pinkie wasn’t so bad I suppose now that I got to know her a bit.

“Yeah,” Lyra chuckled as she drank her pop. “Vinyl parties tend to get a bit out of hand like this. Combine the male version of her and yeah. I always kinda wondered what would happen if two Vinyl clones made a party and well, I know the answer now.”

“Same. I can see why Derpy didn’t come to this,” I glanced around at the large crowds of people. “What school does Neon go to?”

“Crystal Prep,” Lyra said distastefully. The way she said it made it sound like they were a bunch of pests.

“Mom debated sending me to that school but changed her mind. Said I wouldn’t fit in well.”

“Oh yeah no you wouldn’t. You’re not stuck up, arrogant or rude,” Lyra scoffed.

“Is it a bad school?” I asked curiously. Lyra let out a snort.

“That’s putting it mildly. The Friendship Games are the main reason we hate each other. Remember how our Wondercolt statue had been vandalized last week?” I gave a short nod. That had pissed me and a bunch of other people off. I thought it was just some dumb kids from the middle school making bad decisions. “Yeah the Shadowbolts took responsibility for that one. Assholes.”

“That’s messed up. Aren’t the Friendship Games about the two schools getting along?”

“Kinda hard to do so when they beat you at literally everything. And rub your face in the fact. Before mom and dad’s music careers took off, they were always telling me stories about how the exact same thing was happening when they went to Canterlot High. Some things will never change,” Lyra said bitterly.

“Maybe one day,” I reassured her. Lyra rolled her eyes and smiled.

“It would take a freaking miracle for that to happen. I don’t see it happening nor share your optimism but never hurts to hope,” Lyra patted me on the shoulder. “Bathroom break. Protect my seat and my pop please.” I gave a nod as she walked off. I was kinda nervous about being alone with strangers. Vinyl had quit talking to Pinkie Pie and was sitting with a girl with black hair wearing a grey skirt and white shirt with a black bow tie. She looked vaguely familiar but I’m not sure where from.

At least if I needed someone, I could go to Vinyl or Pinkie. While she didn’t really have an off switch, she was a somewhat decent person I noticed about Pinkie. Nice sense of humor too. She had bombarded me with questions earlier. Mainly about my birthday and when it was. She was super excited to find out I liked baking. A nasty smell invaded my nose and I scrunched my nose in disgust. I glanced around at a guy and girl smoking on a couch. I hated cigarettes. I don’t get how people can smoke them or pass them around like they were.

“Want a hit?” The girl offered. I must have been staring accidentally.

“Uhm no thank you. I appreciate the offer though.” The guy rolled his eyes.

“Don’t be lame. Everyone does it once or twice.” I opened my mouth to speak before I was cut off before I could.

“I think she said no,” Lyra spoke from behind me with her hands on her hips. She gave the pair a smile. “I’ll take one though.” The pair shrugged and looked at each othe before handing it to her.

“Don’t do that Lyra.” Lyra’s sweet expression disappeared as she dropped the cigarette and crushed it with her boot. Vinyl and Neon glanced over and the two looked upset at the others sitting near us. Vinyl looked like she was ready to smack someone.

“Let’s go Bonnie,” Lyra grabbed my hand and pulled me up. She quickly led me out the house and onto the street.

“Thanks for the help. Cigarettes are gross,” I shuddered.

“That wasn’t a cigarette. That was weed Bon Bon.” My eyes slightly widened.

“Oh.”

“Yeah. For the record, I don’t smoke it nor does Vinyl. We never have and don’t have any intentions on starting. We can either go to my house or yours, up to you.”

“Yours,” I said immediately. I could go for a nap right now and didn’t feel like going home.

“Bon Bon! Lyra!” Vinyl called out as we turned around. She bent over panting with her hands on her knees with the same girl from before behind her watching. She gave me a timid wave and a shy smile. “Sorry about that. Neon banned Fleur and Hoops after that shit show. You guys can go back inside if you want. He’s super sorry about that.”

“It’s all good. We’re going to my house,” Lyra said. Vinyl gave her a quick hug and then gave me one.

“Super sorry about that. It won’t happen again.”

“It’s all good V. Shit happens,” Lyra stated and I nodded.

“I don’t blame you,” I reassured her. Vinyl let out a sigh of relief.

“Thank God. Thought yall would quit being friends with me over this.”

“Are you stupid?” Lyra scoffed. “You had no involvement. We wouldn’t do that, right Bon Bon?”

“Right,” I nodded.

“Awesome. I’ll see you guys Monday. Me and Tavi are going too after that. It’s late and apparently her mom is super strict,” Vinyl announced. Lyra pulled me along to her car as I gave a wave.

“See ya.”