Dawn's new day.

I found myself sitting outside of the classroom turned clubroom on Thursday after classes, staring at a poorly drawn human upon it with the words ‘Mythical human club’. Maybe this wasn't the best idea.

The rest of my friend group had already joined clubs which left me nothing to do on Tusedays and Thursdays, the club meeting days; 'Kites and Flights' club for Starlight, 'Books from around Equis' for Sunburst, and Theater for Trixie, all before the second week of school had finished. So here I was, with free time, on a Thursday afternoon, with nothing better to do. well let’s go in then.

When I opened the door I spotted, nothing. The room looked empty, “um, hello?”

There was a sudden rushing from one corner as Lyra bolted towards me, “Hi. Are you here for human club and to study all about these wonderful mythical creatures?” Her excitement was practically infectious.

“Yep, I love humans and know a lot already.” I replied with a smile. Mainly because I remember being one.

“Really?” She narrowed her eyes and switched to looking skeptical. “Ok then. Tell me what they call their hooves.” She crossed her forelegs.

“Trick question, humans don’t have hooves. They have hands and feet which are connected to their arms and legs.” I said back to her.

Her smile instantly returned, “oh thank goodness. A real member,” she dragged me inside and shut the door. “There were a few… pranksters that said they wanted to join but knew nothing and didn’t even want to learn. But now that I have at least one colt they can’t shut us down.”

“Why does me being a colt matter?” I tilted my head questioningly.

“Well,” she rubbed the back of her neck. “Every club typically needs at least six members unless, one member is a colt then two is enough to form a 'small club'. With a 'small club' we get a club room just no funding.” She gave a sheepish smile.

“Do we need funding? Also what does human club do then?”

“Nope and we research, draw human art, debate and try to act like humans." She said while trying to stand up on her back hooves only. "The Canterlot library has plenty of old human myths and now with an official club we can get permission to go off campus to study them.” She raised her forelegs in excitement.

I nodded my head, "so there really are no other members?"

"Nope," she smiled at me but then it turned to a frown as she scuffed the floor with her hoof. "you don't want to join now do you?"

"Oh, no I will still join." I waved my forehooves at her, "I actually really want to learn more." It will be kind of interesting to see what ponies think of humans.

"OK then," We spent some time filling out the official club forms and then she took them to a teacher while I waited, doing my school work from the day.

Once she came back, "well, want to get started on club activities?"

After spending the rest of the allocated club time going over Lyra's own budding theories on humans that were surprisingly accurate if out of date, I asked her while we was packing up. "So why Humans?"

"What's that Dawn?" She paused putting her stuff away.

"Why do you like Humans so much Lyra?" I repeated and She gave me a look while her ears flattened.

"Oh, um no big reason, I just like them." She looked away from me then asked as we traveled towards the front of the school, "What about you? Most Ponies aren't into mythical creatures." Ironic since we are mythical to them.

I shrug, "I think it's impressive they can survive without magic."

"Yeah... They do seam really tough even without it," She finished as we parted ways outside though I noticed she Hesitated and had to compose herself when she reached the front gates.

After a quick dinner with Sunburst I Made my way back up to my dorm room and was pleasantly surprised to find a letter from my parents. Setting down my saddlebags next to my desk I sat down to read it.

'Dear Dawn,
Your Mother and I are doing well and we are glad you found Sunburst. Just to let you know we are currently out of town and writing from a small town called Ponyville. There was an accident during the last storm so we had to escort a mare home to her family. Her name is Pear Butter and she has a daughter about your age we thought you might like to meet and since we were invited over again we will all be staying at their farm for your fall break. Keep up the good work in school and we love you.
Love,
Your Moms.'

Finishing the letter I pulled out a scrapbook and placed it with the others along with a family photo then put it all back away in my bag. Isn't that the name of Applejack's mom, I thought she died or will die?

I set the thought aside when Sunburst and a few other colts knocked on my door to join them for a board game in the common area.

"So, She still won't talk to us?" The unknown mare asked the group sitting around the parlor.

"No and it doesn't help that some of us keeps calling her Spouse a slur," a younger mare grit her teeth and pointedly said to the lone Stallion in the room.

He huffed and finished, "A Feather Brain will always be a Feather Brain no matter how well they can fly, Who cares about that race traitor anyway after she stormed off last time, what about the colt?"

The first Mare Replied and lifted a piece of parchment in her magic, "Sadly the school has Blocked our requests to visit and even the letter we sent him was rejected."

"Bribes then?" The second asked which got a nod from the group.

A Third Mare the same age as the first sipped her drink then said, "Yes, I already have a contact looking into that method but it will take some time to find someone trustworthy who can make it through the wards to make contact."

The forth and final mare in the room joined in, "We also have to be cautious since it looks like the colt may have already caught Celestia's eye as well as the ire of a few of our friends. This could be good for us in the long run if we can sway him to us but also slows us down."

The Stallion snorted again, "bah, once the colt see's what we have to offer and what his life could be like he will obviously come to us. As for our 'friends' they can just deal with it, it's not like any of their brats were injured."

The Third spoke again, "it may not be that easy with how he was raised, we will still have to take it slow."

The group nodded then continued chatting and drinking.

When Lyra reached her front door well into the evening she gently put a hoof on the front doorknob and slowly opened it. Before stepping inside she strained her ears for any sounds and once the coast was clear she breathed a sigh of relief, "Both out working, good."

After wiping off her hooves and swiping an apple from the kitchen she made her way up to her bedroom, closed, then locked the door, and warded it with a spell she had studied hard for. "Safe."

Unpacking her bags she then flopped onto her old bed and loafed while eating the apple held in her magic. Suddenly she flinched and her ears went on full alert when she heard the front door of the house forcefully opened.

"Celesta damn it," A muffled deep yet feminine voice rang out, "Why do I have to put up with those stuck up..." The rest of the voice was drowned out as the fridge door was slammed shut.

Lyra quickly finished the apple then hid under her covers and began singing to herself to drown out the rest of the yelling. "It's ok Lyra you're safe."

The yelling eventually got worse when a male voice joined in Turning the initial yelling from complaining into a full blown argument. Lyra pined her ears as best she could as it continued well into the night.