My year at Ponyville High

So this was it? My last year of high school was starting today and I was packed and ready to start a-fresh at my new school in Ponyville. I sighed as I poured my milk and oats into the bowl.

“I can’t believe I have made it this far and still…” I looked down toward my blank flank, “Still you refuse to appear.”

After finishing breakfast I washed my bowl then made my way to the bath room. I stood in front of the mirror for several moments before I snapped out of my daze and began brushing my teeth. I examined my mane as I did so, my mane was made up of a bright purple and a dim electric pink, and my coat was so light blue it was almost white, only the keenest of eyes could pick up on it. I loved to style my mane, I could handle just about any insult a pony could throw at me, but they say one thing about my mane and I would freak, even though I hated the girly colours (DAMN YOU GENETICS!), it was still nice. I spat the remnants of toothpaste out and wiped my face. I was ready.

I was walking along the path to Ponyville high and already I was getting strange looks from the other fillies and colts. Have they never seen a unicorn before? Stupid question because I knew what was on every ponies mind but hey! If I don’t think about it maybe it won’t happen… just this once? I reached the school doors and gulped rather loudly as I could hear the whispers and the eyes on my flank increasing as I inched closer and closer to the entrance to the school. I shut my eyes tight and walked through the invisible barrier, out of the safe zone and into what may… or may not? Be my new hell.

Almost instantly my hopes were shattered as I heard one filly laugh out loud and snort in my general direction, I started to walk down the hall to hopefully find my locker. I could hear the fillies laugh get louder and louder and as I turned to glance at her I saw she was right behind me.

She wore a tiara in her nice and neat mane which consisted of purple and white, she was an earth pony so I wouldn’t need to fear her, “Look Silver spoon,” she said gesturing to her Silver filly friend who was giggling like a foal “Looks like someone is a late bloomer!”

“Yeah! Shouldn’t you have like, gotten your cutie mark,” Silver spoon pondered for a moment, “Like 10 years ago?!” she then snorted along with her filly friend.

At this point even though the fillies presented no threat, it still didn’t stop me from shrinking down, after all they were hitting me in a soft spot, the very spot as to why for almost 10 years I have had to change from school to school because little bitches like these two bullied me mercilessly. I sighed and just decided this was the last year I would have to put up with this crap, so I might as well just roll over and take it.

“Good one Silver!” said the filly with a tiara as she bumped rumps with Silver spoon.

“Thanks Diamond Tiara!” she said as she narrowed her eyes at me.

I dared to let a chuckle peep.

“What was that?” Silver spoon asked sarcastically as she flared her chest out and approached me, looking me dead in the eye, “You find something funny blank flank?” she said getting up close and personal in my face, our snouts almost touching.

I PassionBerry am no chump and never backed down from a fight, even when I had done nothing wrong. I. Never. Back. Down. I stood on all fours and looked her right back in the eye, “Ya know… I have a name.”

Silver Spoon flinched at my sudden braveness, even I was caught back but I wasn’t about to roll over just yet, I may not be able to handle verbal abuse, but when somepony wants to try and fight me I am more than willing to stand up for myself. Most of the other pony students were watching in awe as I stood up against what I assumed was the school bullies.

“Really? What is it then?” she paused and then drew out the next words long and slow so she knew I wouldn’t mistake what she said for anything else “Blank. Flank.”

I gritted my teeth, she was trying to push me so I would be first to make the move. Probably so she could squirm her way out of the trouble we will get in by calling it “self-defence”. I started to raise my hoof when the bell rang.

Silver Spoon accidently let a sigh of relief slip from her lips. I smirked at her and her eyes darted left and right before she rushed off to her filly friend who had taken off to go to class. She turned and winked at me when she thought no one was looking.

“That was… weird.” I said out loud. Why would she be pushing me to fight one minute then winking at me the next? I shook it off as maybe there was somepony behind me at the time?

Soon realising my time pondering was going to make me late! And on my first day at a new school nonetheless! I quickly ran to my first class. Arriving only just in time, although nearly all the seats had been taken except… oh just my luck, I sat at the desk in the centre of the front row in the class… I was now out for all to see and there was no avoiding the fate in which my flank (who had brought this upon itself for being too sexy for a cutey mark… just kidding… I think) would now have with all eyes upon it.

I cleared my throat as I noticed three fillies who had accidently left their jaws on the ground and eyes glued to me. I was awkward to say the least.

“Girls! It is impolite to stare!” our teacher snapped at the three, kids were still talking so only I heard her snap, I smiled at the teacher, “I’m miss Cheerilee,” she nodded towards me, “I take it you must be new, I know every one of my students and haven’t seen you around here once before.”

“Yeah, I just moved here from Canterlot,” I smiled brightly “My name is PassionBerry.”

“Well then, welcome to my class miss,” she paused and leaned closer to me and lowered her voice as she drew out my name “PassionBerry…”

I squirmed down into my seat, and looked nervously around, did she just flirt with me? But I’m a student!

The lesson went on like any other class… Boring! But I couldn’t help but notice, that the whole time the three fillies next to me would glance at me and whisper to each other from time to time. My mind was definitely not at ease.

The bell sang loudly to let every pony know that is was home time and I was sure relieved, I don’t know what is worse? Having ponies tease me secretly or to my face. I darted out the door and raced home, although there was something lingering in the back of my mind while I was walking home, and the slower I walked the more my gut begged me not to turn around. I was sick and tired of this crap and had had enough for one day.

“PLEASE JUST TAKE MY MONEY AND LEAVE ME ALONE!” I yelled and a part of me actually hoped somepony was standing behind me.

I heard whispers, were they… arguing? And then “Ah’m awfully sorry PassionBerry, it’s just we were so intrigued.”

I raised my eyebrows and slowly turned to see the three fillies that had repeatedly dropped their jaws at me all day, “How do you know my name? And intrigued about what exactly?”

One of the fillies was an orange Pegasus with a styled dark pink mane, another a white unicorn with a pink and purple curled mane and the other a yellow earth pony with a red mane and pink bow, they were all awfully cute.

“Umm, Heh, we were kind of eavesdropping on you and Cheerilee, I’m Scootaloo by the way!” the Pegasus spoke.

“I’m Sweetie Belle and-“the unicorn was cut off.

“And Ah’m Apple Bloom!” they all smiled wide at me.

“And we were wondering why don’t you have a cutie mark? I mean you are almost an adult.” Sweetie Belle pointed out.

“Sweetie Belle!” the other two chimed.

I sighed and sat on the side of the pathway… I was pooped and really did not care at this point, “If I knew why I didn’t have it don’t ya think I would have it?” the girls looked at me confused, “I guess I don’t have a special talent? I don’t know and I don’t care.”

“And I thought we were late bloomers,” Scootaloo smiled at me; “we only got ours 3 years ago.”

This brought a smile to my face, they weren’t going to tease me they were just… interested.

“Hey when you said you eavesdropped on mine and Cheerilee’s conversation why’d you sound as if you had done something bad?” I raised an eyebrow quizzically.

“Because well ya know…” Sweetie Belle looked at her hooves.

“She was flirtin’ with ya!” Apple Bloom announced like she was proud.

“So I wasn’t imagining things then?” I asked the three who simultaneously shook their heads.

“We have only ever heard her talk like that once!” Scootaloo said giddy with excitement.

“And that was when we three poisoned her with love potion!” Apple bloom explained.

“Poisoned?” I questioned, then shook my head in confusion, “Why are you three so excited about this? It’s wrong.”

“Because Cheerilee deserves a special somepony…” Apple Bloom said happily.

“Even if that special somepony is too young-“ Scootaloo was cut off by Sweetie Belle.

“And even if that somepony doesn’t even have a cutie mark yet!”

“SWEETIE BELLE!” The other two ponies yelled.

I sighed, and looked at the ground while the three fillies started to argue about something to do with how they know how it feels to not have a cutie mark and that they need to be more sensitive. I started to contemplate my day and what if my teacher was showing signs of being ‘into’ me. What would I do? Would I go with it or do the right thing? The legal thing. My brain was wracked, and I had no clue, I had never thought about romance in the slightest, I have never had a crush, and up until today nopony ever showed any interest in me in the slightest. I don’t have much looks, the only thing I care about is my mane. And the last thing that I was more confused about was that she was a mare!? I never thought I was gay but to be honest I had never thought I was sexually interested in anything… even now in this time of crisis.

I looked up to the three bickering fillies, “What do I do?”

They stopped and looked at me, silently pondering this question and all three shrugged.

“Nothing, do nothing, if it’s meant to happen it will happen if not then we were all just imagining things” Sweetie Belle concluded and smiled brightly.

I pondered this for a moment, and concluded to myself that that was actually a really smart idea, I said goodbye to the fillies and ran home. I could feel their eyes on my flank until I was out of sight. Creepy.

My first week of school was almost over now over, and I was happily welcoming the weekend. Every day I had to put up with the school bullies teasing and chastising me. Silver Spoon would occasionally get up in my face but I wasn’t afraid of her, because it didn’t feel like she was doing it to fight by the end of the week. It felt like it was her way of being intimate, because every now and then I would catch her staring at me and smiling, and then, quickly look away and blush. Sometimes she wouldn’t look away and just wink. That wasn’t the only sexual tension I was getting though, when we would be doing work from the text book I would look up and notice Cheerilee staring at me too, like she was dreaming of something. She always looked overly happy when she saw me walk into the classroom and when she did role call she would sound my name out like she was learning another language, when I asked her about it she would blush and say it was something to do with the way it looked on paper. But I also noticed Scootaloo, Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle would often be looking in the direction of my flank making it completely obvious and me completely uncomfortable. Yes, the weekend was very welcome.

The Bell sounded for home time, cutting through my thoughts, FREEDOM! That was until Cheerilee Held up the class and stopped us from leaving.

“Just a second students please, you know at the end of every week I have to do this, my previous students would anyway,” she said glancing at me, “I have to call out ponies names for who has weekend detention for not handing in home work,” CRAP! Goodbye weekend, I watched as she read down the list, I knew I was the only one because apparently everypony is eager to learn and achieve here… everypony but me, “Looks like PassionBerry is the only one! Please stay behind Miss Berry and everypony else, you may leave.”

Almost instantly the room was emptied leaving me and the flirtatious teacher alone… this wasn’t a situation I wanted to be in anytime soon, I gulped hard and weakly said “My bad”

She laughed, “I probably should have explained this to you before I handed out homework this week…” she paused and walked over to the classroom door before closing it, “But I guess I secretly wanted you to not hand it in.”

She walked over to me and sat on my desk looking down at me, I gulped again, “You did?”

“Oh yes,” she said as she lowered her head, her mouth so close to my ear I swear I could feel her heartbeat, she then whispered, “I would never pass up an opportunity to learn more about my students, and help them…” she looked down at my blank flank licking her lips “Bloom.”

I cleared my throat, my comfort zone was non-existent at this point, “Th-thankyou?”

She got up and sat on her desk, which wasn’t much farther from where she had already been, as my desk was directly in front of hers, she sat with her back legs dangling off the side and she leaned back onto her for hooves, I looked away almost instantly when I noticed she had not crossed her legs.

“PassionBerry in future I would…” she stopped talking and cleared her throat, “look at me when I’m speaking to you PassionBerry…”

We sat in silence for several moments before I turned my head, I made eye contact with her, If I had to look at her I was going to stare into her eyes, I wasn’t going to give her the satisfaction of thinking I’m a pervert… or making me a pervert? Although as much as I hate to admit, I really wanted to look elsewhere… where did that sudden desire just come from? “S-sorry miss Cheerilee.”

She shifted and I noticed she had spread her haunches more, and for a moment I lost my concentration and looked directly between them. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her mare hood. Just out in the open, if anypony were to walk in right now they would be in for a mighty fine sight.

She chuckled, “Like what you see huh?”

I blinked, where were my sudden urges coming from? Was this puberty? No. I remember when I was in heat for the first time and even then I didn’t have the slightest attraction to anything at all. I looked back to her eyes, I had to focus. I blushed, “Oh my Celestia! I’m so sorry Miss Cheerilee, it won’t happen again. I promise.”

She raised an eyebrow, “Don’t make promises you can’t keep” she winked at me and I blushed even harder. Finally pleased that I had looked, she then snapped back to professional mode and crossed her legs.

“What time do I need to be here tomorrow Miss Cheerilee?” I asked changing the subject.

“I want you here 10am sharp! You will be here for 3 hours and in that time you will be doing your homework that you did not complete.” She said hastily.

“Okay Miss! Is there anything else you need me for?” I asked, hoping the answer would be no.

She opened her mouth to say something but now words came out… Like she was mute. I then saw her blush a very dark shade of red.

“Are you okay Miss Cheerilee?”

She cleared her throat “Oh it’s nothing, we can get to that tomorrow, and I don’t know what’s gotten into me lately… I feel I’ve been acting so strange.”

“I tend to do that to ponies” I joked and she blushed harder.

“Indeed… so I will see you tomorrow PassionBerry,” she waved a hoof, “Now get home safe you here?”

I was out the door before she had even had time to finish. Home sweet home. Here I come baby, I couldn’t wait to relax and have a nice cold bath… after that, I definitely needed a cold bath. That is something no seventeen year old mare should have to see from her teacher. And why all of a sudden am I finding myself attracted to that kind of stuff. I mean I’m mature enough to not think its completely icky but I have never been attracted to anything. These sudden urges were strange, and I wanted to explore every inch of them!