I'm New Here

“Hi Bon Bon,” Derpy greeted me as I opened my locker and hung up my backpack. I straightened one of my curls and smoothed down my dress, quickly adjusting the blue bow around my waist.

“Morning Derpy,” I smiled. I was a bit happy to see her. It had been a boring week end of helping mom make our various candies we sell. I typically liked it but it was a bit boring at times. “How are you?”

“Pretty good. And yourself?” Derpy asked. I gave a shrug as I shut my locker. I didn’t have a lock yet because I hadn’t had the time to buy one. Maybe in a week or so I’d muster the energy walk to the store and pick one up.

“I’m decent. Can I ask a slightly offensive question?” I asked nervously. Hopefully she didn’t get mad at this. I didn’t know if she actually would take offense or not.

“Yeah sure. I doubt it could be too offensive though. You don’t seem to have a rude bone in your body,” Derpy chuckled as she leaned against a nearby locker.

“Why are you so nice to me? You don’t even know me,” I pointed out. Derpy smiled and rolled her eyes.

“That’s hardly offensive. I don’t know why you thought it would be. But to answer your question, I’m nice to you because I’m nice to everyone. And we are friends,” Derpy announced to my surprise. I didn’t even think we were.

“W-we’re friends?” I asked, pointing to our chests. Hopefully she didn’t take the wrong thing by me doing that.

“Well duh! I talk to you all the time, bring you muffins all the time and we sit next to each other in English class,” Derpy smiled. “We are friends. Right?” My eyes slightly widened.

“Yes!” I exclaimed and took a deep calming breath. “I mean, yes we are. I didn’t think I’d make friends here is all. I’m kinda shy if you haven’t noticed.” Derpy gave a short laugh and patted my shoulder.

“Trust me. I’ve noticed.”

“Will Minty be okay with us being friends?” I asked. Derpy raised an eyebrow and cocked her head to the side in confusion.

“Who is Minty?” She asked in a confused tone.

“Your green hair friend with the white streak in her hair, you know the one I’m talking about. I didn’t get her name so I call her Minty,” I explained. Derpy laughed and gave me a hug to my shock.

“You’re so adorable. Lyra. Her name is Lyra,” Derpy revealed.

“Lyra,” I said aloud, testing the word. Sounded like an instrument name honestly.

“How about I introduce you two today at lunch? So that way you don’t have to sit under your stairwell every day,” Derpy teased. I rubbed my chin and shrugged. Sitting under the stairs was messy on my clothes.

“Sure why not. Do you become friends with everyone?” I asked. Derpy smiled and shrugged.

“I try to be. If Sunset Shimmer changed her ways, I’d offer her friendship if she needed it. I’d probably be the only one here to do so to be honest,” Derpy answered.

“What do you mean, change her ways?” I asked curiously. Derpys smile fell slightly but she forced it to stay on her face.

“I’ll tell you later.”

“Bon Bon, meet the group,” Derpy nodded to the other two at the table. A girl with a large belt sat with her purple sunglasses and headphones on. She and Lyra had similar black jeans on. Apparently that was a thing the two did was prefer jeans over skirts or dresses. Lyra gave me a smug smirk as she bit into a pear.

“See you decided to abandon your stairwell. That’s Vinyl,” Lyra nodded towards the girl with the headphones. “You already know Derpy. I’m Lyra or Minty as you call me.”

“Your name sounds like an instrument,” I mused aloud. Lyra nodded.

“Me and Vinyl are in the music class. We share fourth hour with you.” I snapped my fingers. I knew Vinyl looked familiar.

“You play the harp right?” I asked. Derpy gave me a concerned and quickly shook her head.

“I play the lyre. They are different. You pluck the strings of a harp. You strum a lyre like you would a guitar. You hold a lyre with two hands because you sit with it in your lap. A harp can be played one or two hands,” Lyra explained. I got the feeling she was telling the truth because of how serious her expression was.

“I play the piano,” I said quietly.

“We know. We listened after school because Vinyl here forgot her bag. Plus she has the hots for a certain British cello player in the class and wanted to see if she was still here,” Lyra smirked as Vinyl quickly elbowed her. I gave a faint nod. I didn’t know anyone had heard me playing.

“So how’s home Derpy? I haven’t seen Amethyst or Dinky or Crackle in a few weeks,” Lyra looked at our mutual acquaintance.

“They’re good. Amethyst is going to school here. Surprised you haven’t seen her yet. She’s mainly been chasing after Sky Reign,” Derpy chuckled.

“She’s way too young be chasing after boys,” Lyra chuckled herself.

“Don’t worry. Dinky is chasing after a boy named Button Mash. She and Sweetie Belle both like him. Crackle won’t admit it but he likes Silverspoon. I won’t hurt his feelings but I don’t see that happening. She’s too stuck up,” Derpy sighed.

“Hopefully Dinky gets Button Mash first. I don’t really care for Rarity.” I had no clue who Rarity or Sweetie Belle or Silverspoon was. I bit into my sandwich and sighed contently at the strawberry jelly attacking my tastebuds. Loved the jelly more than peanut butter to be honest.

“You know you can talk. You can trust us,” Lyra smiled.

“But it’s okay if you wanna get to know us a bit better,” Derpy chimed in.

“We don’t bite,” Lyra smirked and gave me a wink. “But I can if you wanted of course.” My face felt slightly hot at the implication of what she said. Vinyl let out a snicker and tossed a cracker in her mouth.

“What class you got next?” Derpy asked.

“Science. With Ms Harshwhinny,” I sighed. She wad a super strict teacher. I wish magic was real so we could clone a million Cheerilees and spread them to schools around the US but alas, magic does not exist.

“I feel bad for you,” Lyra sighed. “She’s a bitch.” While I wouldn’t have used that language, I agree.

“Yup.”

“Wanna come over sometime?” Derpy asked to my shock.

“Sure I guess,” I replied. Lyra and Derpy shared a grin. This should be interesting. “I’ll ask Mom after school.”