Stuck in a maelstrom of uncertainty, I stood there gazing at the imposing school entrence. Should I go inside? The idea of that made me feel heavier than I could handle, my feet felt like they were cemented to the floor. There was still time to turn around right? I can just come back to home, and act as though I had never been here. I mean, Dad would understand... He wouldn't force me to do anything I wasn't ready for or alter so drastically, would he?

The thought of running away pulled at me, but I was held back by something deeper, something obstinate.

"Howdy there, are you new?" Behind me, I heard a warm, animated voice that shook me out of my reverie. I froze for a second as I looked toward the voice. A girl stood there, her eyes clear and inviting, a bright green like sunny grass after a morning dew. She wore a skirt and a white t-shirt with a red apple logo on tge centre , and her light-blond hair was pulled back in a messy loose ponytail. However the thing you will be looking at were her cowboy boots and the wide-brimmed cowboy hat she proudly donned were what truly drew attention. She had a calm confidence and a kind grin that made it seem as though she could easily start a conversation with a complete stranger.

Unsure of what to say, I stood there staring at her. I chose to speak first because the awkward quiet was getting longer by the moment. "Hello, there yes it's my first day here im from Cloudsdale ". I said clumsily, my voice trembling just enough to get the words out. I noticed that I was squirming as I was speaking, so I hurriedly tugged my hoodie sleeves down my arms to cover my wrist scars.

Her grin was warm and comforting, as if she had a talent for making others feel comfortable, and she cocked her head slightly. "All right, sugarcube, welcome to Canterlot High. "Name's Applejack btw" she remarked, her cheerful tone as distinct as her accent. "Don't worry about anything. The people here are very kind. You'll blend right in."

Although her words were sweet, I couldn't help but question whether they were real She tilted her head slightly and smiled sweetly. "How about I show you around the school? The bell will sound in roughly twenty minutes. You'll get an opportunity to orient yourself"

I froze for a moment, unsure if I should follow her or just stay in my awkward shell. Still, standing there and doing nothing wasn't really an option.

"Um, yeah, that’d be great," with a little hesitancy. "I’d be happy if you could do that, thank you."

She smiled broadly and motioned for me to follow. "Go ahead, sugarcube. Let's begin. I'll make sure you don't get lost if you stay with me."

Her cowboy boots clicked quietly on the sidewalk as she led the way toward the front doors, and I nodded and followed. Although I could still feel the nerves eating away at me from the inside, something about her laid-back demeanor made the situation feel a bit less daunting.

"Do you have a schedule? If not, we may go to the principal's office and get one" she said with vigor and excitement. While I was still attempting to orient myself, she gazed at me with those vivid green eyes, totally relaxed.

Oh crap "No i dont have it with me" I replied, feeling a bit embarrassed. "Can hop very fast and get it?"

I had forgotten one of the most important things. I had been so anxious that I hadn't even considered the necessity of my schedule.

Applejack laughed lightly, clearly not judging me for the slip-up. "No problem, sugarcube. Lets as you said ,,hop"to principal office.It’s on the way anyhow."

Trying to get over my awkwardness, I followed her as she took the lead, her boots making a soft echoing sound in the hallway "cool" i thought to myself.I couldn't have asked for more patience on my first day, but at least she seemed to have it.

Another voice pierced the corridor behind us as we made our way to the office.

"So, the cowgirl made a new pal? "How adorable," the voice said in a girlish but haughty manner.

The fuck? I thought, instinctively turning my head around.The girl standing there instantly jogged my memory—I’d seen her earlier? Was this the girl nagging someone at the school entrance? She looked even more striking up close,her pressence felt by a far.

She was dressed as though she owned the place and had a good figure.She wore a purple t-shirt with a two-colored sun emblazoned on it, and a black leather jacket slung over her shoulders. It was fiery and bold, and it matched her hair perfectly. Her hair was bright red with yellow streaks. Her skirt, with its orange, purple, and yellow stripes, was equally colorful.

It made me a little uncomfortable. Her posture and tone exuded confidence, but there was also a certain edge, like a wolf circling its prey. How am i the prey so fast its my first minutes in school.. damn

"Sunset, get out of our way. Don't ruin his first day by showing up and beating him up." Applejack said firmly, her voice steady and protective.

I gave her a quick glance and was grateful that she had stepped in, i would just ignore it and went my way but i appracited the help.

"Aww, I can’t crush this little guy’s feelings, right?" Sunset said, her tone dripping with mock sweetness. "He can’t be saddy on his first day—that would be baaad."

It felt kinda... well cringe and uneasy when I heard her voice, which had the most irritating tone I had ever heard. Applejack refused to back down and faced Sunset with an unflinching expression.

Why would she even try to attack me? To show dominace? It’s not like she even knew me. And seriously, little guy? Sure, I’m a bit shy, its my first day, but little? That’s just wrong. I’ve been keeping myself in decent shape—I’ve got some muscle. Plus, at 1.83 meters tall, I’m far from little.

She was a full head shorter than me, the absurdity of her comment men that's dumb. The point was emphasized by the fact that she had to raise her head to look at me. I wasn't going to speak, though. My discomfort were already exerting effort without escalating the argument.

"Hey, newbie, did someone cut your tongue? Or did your whore of a mother forget to teach you how to talk to girls like me?" Sunset sneered, her voice dripping with venom.

What the fuck did you just say ? Anger swept through me.The words struck me like a hammer.The muscles in my body tensed, and my hands clinched at my sides. What kind of person did she think she was to make such a disparaging comment about my mother? I wanted to march straight up to her and tell her what a piece of shit she was because the raw wound she poked was intolerable.

However, I felt a solid hold on my hand before I could move. When I turned around, Applejack's eyes met mine. They were calm and empathetic rather than irate or disciplining. They calmly warned me that this was a horrible idea, drawing me back from the brink. I took a shaky breath, my chest still heaving with rage, but I stayed put, the fire in me simmering under the weight of her gaze.

The girl looked at me with a twisted smile, her voice laced with mockery.

"Oh, don’t be so mad about this, haha," she said, her tone light, almost playful, like she was enjoying herself. Then her eyes glinted with something darker, and she added, "You can always go and complain to her... oh wait, she’s dead, right?"

Those words struck me like a kick to the stomach, causing my heart to briefly stop.The anger that had been building inside me now exploded, sending a fiery surge of rage through me. My breath came in harsh, short gasps, and my fists were so tightly balled up that my nails were digging into my palms. I wanted to strike out, do something, anything, to make her regret what she had said.

However, Applejack's hold on my arm became more firm. She moved in closer, her composed demeanor acting as a wall between me and the impending explosion. Her calm gaze seemed to say, "Let it go," and the only thing preventing me from losing control was her silent strength. I could sense Applejack's anger growing as well.

I launched my punch at the locker near her face, the impact echoing through the hallway as it left a deep dent in the metal. My hand throbbed, but I didn’t care.

"What the actual fuck is wrong with you?" I snapped, my voice rising with every word. "Are you fucking insane? Do I need to make sure you eat through a tube for the rest of your life so you can SHUT THE FUCK UP?"

Sunset didn't even flinch, didn't move a little she stood still proud, her arrogant smile immovable. She was even pleased with attitude that fueled my rage, as if she was enjoying my anger and scream.

Her lack of fear or remorse was infuriating, but also unnerving. I just stood there, my fist still clenched, trying to catch my breath as the tension thickened in the air between us.

Sunset just turned on her heel and walked away after giving a haughty, enraged smirk. She flung out a sing-song comment over her shoulder.

"Well see you later, newbie."

Her words remained in the air like smoke from a fire, and I stood there, still agitated. But before I could consider my next action, I felt a hand seize mine.

"C'mon, buddy. We need to go. "Everyone is looking," Applejack remarked, her tone calm but forceful.

I glanced around, suddenly aware that people were watching. Students lined the hallway, their expressions ranging from amazement to worry. As if that mattered to me. With the storm still raging in my breast.

"Everyone's lookin' at us" Applejack said, giving my hand a small tug to shake me out of it. Reluctantly, I let her lead me away, the strain in my shoulders gradually relaxing as her steady presence led me somewhere. The chatter whirled around us as Applejack guided me down the corridor. Though they were all quiet jabs, they nonetheless had a powerful impact.

One voice asked, Did you witness that? "He walked out like he owned the place..."

Another person murmured, "He's probably just another one of those bullies, like her..."

The voice whispering "I heard his mom's dead" stung the most and made my blood run cold. "I wonder if he's messed up like her child."

My heart hammered in my chest. How the fuck they know of my mother? I assumed that no one here was aware of my past, or my mother's fate. How would they have known?

Applejack led me toward the principal's office, but the anger in my veins was burning hotter with every step. My mind raced, trying to make sense of everything.

I stopped suddenly, jerking my arm from her grip. I turned to face her, my voice low but filled with rage.

"Applejack, who the fuck was that bitch?" I spat, my fists clenching at my sides. "And how does she fucking know about my mother?"

The wrath was building over like a volcano ready to erupt, and the words felt like poison in my throat. Sunset's reference to my mother, which I believed to be solely from my past and something I had never shared with anyone. How could she have known?

Applejack hesitated and stepped cautiously in my direction, her face softening with concern. In contrast to my roiling rage, she said calmly, "I don't know how she knows, but don't let her get under your skin." "You don't have to let her bring you down with her, even though Sunset may be a real pain in the ass"

How i can't react? She was saying shit about my mother. Questions swirled in my mind like a storm, and the urge to confront Sunset, to demand answers, was overwhelming.

Applejack let out a long sigh, her expression softening with sympathy. “First off, I’m really sorry you had to hear about your mom like that," she said, her voice gentle. "I know it’s gotta hurt, and I didn’t mean for things to get messy."

She took a minute to look at me, her expression was earnest and understanding. "Her name is Sunset Shimmer, one day, a she appeared out of nowhere and started to get her way up the school bulling others. I'm not sure how, but she apparently has a knack for hitting individuals in the most painful places. She has a stlye of making everything seem personal, getting under your skin."

I stood there processing what she had said, but I was also a little confused. How could she know of something so profound? Applejack's statements were beginning to make sense. Sunset wasn't merely a bully. She must planned her talk to me but how?

"Try not to let her affect you, please. Believe me, you're better than that. I can help anytime"

"Is that all? Why is there nothing being done about it? Why aren't the teachers, the principals, anyone—responding? If she has been making trouble since she arrived at this school, how in the world is she still there?" With more emotion and a louder voice, I demanded. I cannot understand it. How could Sunset Shimmer be let to go unchecked and ruin everyone's life with no repercussions? Where were the people in charge? My fury boiled at the idea that she was untouchable and that her deeds went unpunished.

Applejack's forehead was wrinkled as she gazed at me with a mix of impatience and despair. "I understand it doesn't make sense, and believe me, it doesn't to any off us. Teachers and principals? Sunset has a way of manipulating the system so that everyone believes she is just misunderstood, even though they have tried previously. She seems to have the ability to influence events to her advantage. It's a bit difficult.

"OH That’s bullshit," I muttered under my breath, shaking my head. "She can’t just get away with it."

Applejack sighed. "I know, and believe me, none of us like it. But you can’t take it all on yourself, alright?"

Applejack's eyes were full of understanding. "She actually never did anything that would make her get kicked out you know? She never did anyone any harm to someone body and they can't kick her out for talkin.She's skilled at getting under people's skin and hurting them with them. Believe me, I understand how you feel. I understand how hurtful it may be since she has done the same to me and turned my parents against me."

Even though I could feel my rage rising once again, Applejack's voice remained calm and attempted to calm me. "You can't allow her to pull you into it, It is just what she desires if you become involved with her physically. You must not provide her the authority. "

I felt nauseous at the idea of allowing Sunset to get away with anything and of remaining silent while she played with people like me. However, Applejack was correct, allowing her to agitate me would only worsen the situation. I couldn't allow her to prevail.

While I stood there, thinking about what Applejack had said, I felt my fury building once again. What i can even do now?With bitterness, I thought, .

My reputation has already been ruined on my first day. I'm sure those people now believe I'm insane.There is no turning back once the rumors start to circulate.

Then the door to the principal's office creaked open. My attention snapped to it, and I saw a tall woman walking out. Her hair, a striking mix of light cerulean, light turquoise, and pale heliotrope, shimmered in the light as she stepped into view. She looked professional and composed, with an air of authority that immediately caught my attention.

When her gaze fell onto us, I knew she wasn't merely looking at us rather, she was observing us.

I briefly felt vulnerable, as if she could sense every emotion I was experiencing, including perplexity, irritation, and rage. But she first remained silent, simply waiting for us to say anything.

Applejack saw the woman's eyes and cleared her throat. "Oh Principal Celestia, this is... uh, new guy," she continued, attempting to introduce me in not a embarrassing way. "He’s having a bit of a rough start."

Principal Celestia's calm manner was accompanied by a kind grin. She nodded at me and murmured, "ooh I see," in a soft voice. "I can only imagine how difficult your first day here must be. But we'll see to it that everything is resolved. Please don't hesitate to come to me if you need to chat at any point ill do my best to help you"

Principal Celestia appeared patient as she waited for my response.

In an attempt to regain my composure, I inhaled deeply. With an unsteady voice, I muttered, "Ugh, I... it’s nice to meet you," I forced myself to speak. "I didn't got my lesson schedule." Or my dumbass didn't bring it today.

I cursed myself in my head. Excellent, really smooth... You are standing before the principle, you are stuttering like a fool.

Principal Celestia, however, didn't appear to mind. She smiled warmly and comfortingly at me, and I felt some of the stress I was unaware I was holding release.

"Of course," was her gracious response. "On your first day, you must be feeling a little uncomfortable. I'll get it for you." She left the door open behind her and turned to return to the office.

Applejack smiled at me encouragingly. "You see? she's cool. I know that this whole place may seem daunting at first, but you get used to it. Simply take each step as it comes"

I nodded, feeling a little better, though still unsure of everything. What was I supposed to do now? I felt like everything was moving too fast, and I was trying to catch up. Celestia returned with a piece of paper in her hand—my schedule. She handed it to me, and I took it while still attempting to process all of the changes.

"Here you go," she replied kindly. "We want you to feel at ease here."

I looked at the schedule in my palm. It was real. This was happening. I had to go through with it, whether I was prepared or not.

"Thanks," I mumbled, my voice a little more stable now. I took the paper and slipped it in my pocket.

"Take care of yourself, alright?" She nodded, her voice forceful but gentle.

With a slight sense of relief, I nodded once again. Perhaps this won't be that horrible. I thought

The bell rung, piercing the atmosphere. I frowned slightly as I glanced at Applejack. Well, it certainly did not go as planned on my first day. We didn't have much time to chat, and the drama around Sunset and everything else seemed to overwhelm the entire event. Nevertheless, I was grateful for the brief tour she gave me.

"Thanks for the little tour, Applejack," in a more subdued but earnest tone. She smiled at me comfortingly.

"Sugarcube, no issue. Just endure. Maybe i should walk with you to your class? She asked

"No, no you have your own class too i will find my way, haha" This seemed less awkward to me. She smiled warmly and left for her class.

As I watched her go, I was both appreciative of her generosity and a little disappointed that the chaos had ruined our first encounter.I took a look at my schedule i saw that my first class was chemistry. Great... chemistry. It wasn’t the worst subject, for me but I wasn’t exactly looking forward to it either.I took a deep breath and started walking toward the classroom.

The hallway crowded with students chatting and heading to their own classes. I could feel eyes on me like whats so weird its my first day cmon you guys could be nicer to me. Some were curious others seemed judgmental, probably still whispering about what had happened earlier. I could barely hear their words, but I knew they were there.

I pushed through, focusing on finding the chemistry room. The sooner I got to class, the sooner I could just blend in and make it through the day. Just get through today, I kept telling myself. One step at a time.

Keeping my head down, I entered the chemical classroom. Students were already occupying the room some were seated at desks, while others engaged in small-group conversation.Feeling a little uncomfortable I looked around the room.
At one of the desks, I saw a girl with violet hair meticulously remaking her makeup. She appeared to be totally absorbed in her mirror and oblivious to everyone else. I couldn't help but wonder whether she was one of those people who valued beauty above anything else.

A girl with pink hair was on the next row, searching through her rucksack tho i lokked like she was speaking to it. I thought I noticed white rabbit ears sticking out of her untidy hair. Wha? I paused to think. what Have I just seen...? But I quickly brushed it off. My mind was probably still buzzing from the adrenaline of the morning and everything that had already happened. It wasn’t the weirdest thing I’d ever seen, so I let it slide.

In an attempt to fit in as much as possible, I saw an empty seat in the rear of the room and took it. More attention today was the last thing I needed. I made an effort to ignore the fact that my heart was still racing from the events of the morning. Just concentrate on the lesson concentrate on surviving the day, I reminded myself. As I settled in, I could hear bits of conversation around me. Some people were talking about the homework they had to do for another class, while others seemed to be gossiping about something. I tried not to eavesdrop, but it was hard not to hear snippets of people’s lives as they chatted away.I looked around the room once more in the hopes of spotting someone I knew, but I couldn't identify anyone from the hallway. I felt like just another face in the crowd, invisible. I thought. Perhaps that's for the best." Maybe if I blend in, it will be simpler.

The door clicked shut behind the teacher as she entered. She scanned her surroundings and briefly met my gaze before moving on to her work.

"Welcome everyone." she said, her voice firm but welcoming. "Today we have a new student. Why don’t you introduce yourself?"

My stomach constricted. After everything that had previously transpired, the last thing I wanted was to become seen. But now there was no getting out of it. Trying to overcome my nerves, I took a deep breath and got to my feet. "Uhhh hello " I started awkwardly, my voice not quite as steady as I wanted it to be. "I-I just moved here from Cloudsdale. It's my first day at Canterlot High it's nice to meet you all." Trying to avoid staring at anyone for too long, I swiftly looked around the room. Even though I could feel some eyes on me, I continued to look directly at the teacher, who smiled encouragingly at me.

"That's great," she said, nodding. "Welcome. I’m sure you'll find your place here soon."

I had a sense of relief as soon as I sat down. Finally feeling less stressed, I opened my notebook to take some notes, only to discover that I was missing a pen. Great, I forget something as basic as a pen on the first day. With a mental grumble, I began searching through my backpack in the hopes of finding something to write with.

Suddenly, from behind me, I heard a quiet voice. "Hey, is this what you're looking for?" When I turned around, I spotted the girl I had seen earlier—the one with the violet hair. She smiled slightly and held out a pencil. She exuded confidence and appeared much more collected than I did.

She went on, still grinning, "I'm Rarity," and extended the pencil to me. "I figured you might need this."I got taken aback by her generosity.

"Oh, um, thanks"

"No problem," she answered, nodding quickly at me. "I saw that you were trying to get something to write with. Isn't it always the little things? she flashed smile that gave the impression that she had everything under control. "Don't worry we all forget things sometimes."

I nodded, feeling both a little ashamed and thankful for her assistance. I already look like a disaster on the first day. Nevertheless, I forced a tiny grin and picked up the pencil, preparing to concentrate on the lesson. I made an effort to ignore the other students eyes and murmurs as the teacher began to discuss the subject, but it was difficult to avoid feeling like everyone was observing me. At least Rarity has been kind.

The class ended sooner than I had expected, and I even felt somewhat accomplished because I was able to correctly answer one of the questions. However, I couldn't get rid of the sensation that people were still observing me as though I were a spectacle.I hurriedly packed up my stuff, trying my best to ignore the looks.

In order to return the pencil that Rarity had lent me, I headed over to her desk. She looked up from her stuff and grinned as I walked up to her. "Hey," I began clumsily, "I appreciate you lending me your pencil. I thought I need to return it."

She smiled slightly and lifted an eyebrow. "With what will you be writing then?" She looked at at my hands, which were empty.I paused, blinking at her. "Uh, I guess I didn't really think about that"

Rarity chuckled softly and melodiously. "Well, lucky for you, I have extras," she gave me the pen i've given her back. "I always keep a few just in case."

"Thanks," he said, smiling gratefully as he accepted the pen. "I really appreciate it."

"You can keep it," she responded politely. Think of it as a welcoming gift.

I gave her a weak smile. "Thank you, Rarity."

"No problem," she said in a light, amiable voice. "Ask for what you need at any time"

"I will do that" I told her while taking look at my schedule i saw that my next lesson was math. When i walked out of the classroom, I was lost in my thoughts and accidentally bumped into the girl with the pink hair, the one I had seen earlier in class. She let out a small "eek!" and dropped her backpack.

Without thinking, I stretched out and grasped the backpack in midair before it fell to the ground. I discovered it was unzipped as I steadied it, and to my complete surprise, there was a real living rabbit inside.Nestled within the bag, staring at me with inquisitive small eyes.

A heart beat skipped in my chest. Did I see that correctly? The girl saw what I was looking at it, she appeared to be just as shocked. "Oh! With a hint of embarrassment, she apologized and hastily closed her backpack to conceal the bunny. "I wasn't planning for anyone to see that."

Blinking in disbelif i asked her "Wait, is that a... real rabbit? It's actually kinda cute, to be honest," while chuckling a little. "Sorry again about bumping into you."

Her face brightened as she gave a quiet giggle. "Don't worry! No damage done, really"

Before she departed, I said, "sorry" again smiled briefly. Before entering the corridor I stood there for a while, I took a deep breath to prepare for the following lesson. Taking a look around I noticed a girl talking to Applejack. She had fluffy pink hair. Applejack was smiling as they spoke, and the girl looked energetic, her vitality almost radiating from her. I hesitated, uncertain whether to approach them. I didn't know them that well enough to bother them.

Before I had a chance to decide, the girl with the pink hair saw me and gestured me over. "Hello there Applejack's buddy! Come over here" Her unexpected suggestion caught me off guard. Not sure if it was a joke or if she meant it,

"Uh, hey," I said as I walked up, scratching the back of my neck."I didn’t mean to interrupt, but… hey."

Applejack nodded and grinned, obviously unconcerned by my presence. "Hey there! She pointed to the girl with the wild, puffed pink hair and added, "That'sPinkie Pie."

Pinkie Pie bounced a little on her feet, her eyes brightening. "A new pal, oh my gosh! With excitement, she said. "I can already tell we’re going to be best friends I just know it!"

I laughed uncomfortably since I wasn't used to someone I had just met being so excited. "Thanks, I guess. Everything here is still taking some getting accustomed to for me.

"No worries!" Pinkie said, her grin practically stretching across her face. "You’ll fit right in, I’m sure! Let me know if you ever need anything; I’m always around!" She gave me a wink, and before I could respond, she was already bouncing off down the hall. Applejack just shook her head with a chuckle. "Don’t mind Pinkie," she said, giving me a reassuring smile. "She’s like that with everyone. But if you ever need help or just want to talk, you know where to find me."

"Okey see ya."

Felling a little more relaxed following my little interaction with Pinkie Pie and Applejack I went to my math class. Chalk, old books, and a faint whiff of something new filled the room with the familiar smell of a classroom. A girl with rainbow-colored hair was seated close to the rear as I looked around for an empty seat. Her confident posture and easygoing demeanor gave her a tomboyish vibe. In the hopes of avoiding awkwardness, I chose to sit close to her. She turned to face me as I took a seat, her gaze keen and interested. Since I hadn't introduced myself yet, I thought this would be a good opportunity to do so.

"Hey, I'm the new guy, just transferred from Cloudsdale," I said, trying to sound casual. That's lame greeting im not going to lie

She raised an eyebrow but smiled. "Cloudsdale, huh? Sounds cool. I’m Rainbow Dash, by the way. Welcome to Canterlot High."

"Thanks," I said, grinning a little. Unlike the other people I'd met thus far, she appeared cool. "I guess this is math, huh?" No shit sherlock its math what could it be.

Rainbow Dash gave a laugh. "It's math, yes. By the way, I'm awsome at everything remember that for later"

Even though I wasn't sure how I felt about math yet, I couldn't help but smile at her infectious optimism. The teacher began the class before I could reply, and the subject matter changed.

Throughout the lesson, Rainbow Dash energetically raised her hand, clearly eager to answer a question. But when the teacher called on her, she hesitated for a second before answering with a totally wrong answer. She frowned somewhat, but before the instructor could answer, I quickly jotted down the correct answer on paper and gave it to her in a discrete manner. Rainbow Dash caught on, grinned, and took a quick look at it. "Oh, I see. "I understand," she responded, then confidently gave the right response, giving the impression that she had known it all along. I let out a secret sigh of relief when the teacher didn't appear to understand.

Rainbow shot me a quick thumbs-up. "Thanks, man," she whispered under her breath, looking at me with a grin. "You're good wingman"

Rainbow Dash's reaction made me grin and made me feel a little more at ease. I remarked nonchalantly, "Actually, I’m pretty good at math, if you ever need help," not anticipating much of a response.

She gave me a playful smirk, crossing her arms. "Nah, I’m good. I’ve got this."

However, as the session went on, I became aware that she was having trouble with some of the issues. She would give me the "I don't need help" look when she looked at me, but I could see that she was confused. At last, she leaned down and said in a whisper.

"All right, I might need some assistance." I smiled, somewhat victorious. "No problem," I returned in a whisper. I showed her a couple of my fast fixes and techniques while discreetly explaining some of the issues. She picked it up quickly, and as we solved the tasks together, her confidence returned.

By the conclusion of the course, she had aced the final few questions and even turned to thank me. "All right, all right. In fact, you're rather good at math. I guess I should give you one"

Still laughing i responded with "It's not a huge problem. I'm happy to help"

I got the thumbs up again from Rainbow. "Thank you, man. You're awesome."

The class was over when the bell rung. My weight dropped a bit as we packed things. This new school might not be as horrible as it seems. I had established a relationship and assisted someone. Even though it was a minor triumph

Sunset Shimmer was to blame for the terrible start to the day. Her fucking oh im bad girl had made me feel anxious before I had even had a chance to become comfortable. I was already anxious about starting over at a new school, and her animosity made things worse. However, things began to improve. With every hour that went by, everything became a bit simpler and less intimidating. Rainbow Dash was reluctant to acknowledge it, but it was a moment of bonding when I helped her with arithmetic. Following that were Pinkie Pie, Rarity, Fluttershy, and of course, Applejack.

I headed to my locker, prepared to get my stuff, well if anything other than one book was there, and leave for home as the last bell rung, marking the end of the school day.

Applejack and Pinkie Pie were standing next to their lockers, talking. As if purposefully ignoring Applejack, Rainbow Dash walked past them without even glancing at her. There was clearly some tension between them.

Weird, but not my problem, i've opened my locker only to find it filled with a lot of trash, and tucked inside was a note. I pulled it out, unfolding the paper. The note read I hope you had a great first day, newbie."

Sunset Shimmer. It seemed like she was already trying to make my life harder. I crumpled the note in my fist, feeling the anger rise again. But I didn't let it get to me. I had made it through the day, and I wasn’t going to let her ruin it.

Rainbow Dash approached, looking through my locker's rubbish. "Ew," she murmured, pulling an expression. She immediately began to assist me clean up the mess by picking the crumpled papers and wrappers one by one.

She raised an eyebrow at me after a little pause. With a serious tone, she questioned, "That was Sunset, wasn't it?" It was more of an statement than a question. I nodded and sighed. It's her, since I got here, she's trying to do everything to make me miserable.

With obvious frustration, Rainbow clenched her teeth. "She is an absolute jerk. Don't let her affect you, though.Ya know that I've got your back" she firmly patted my shoulder. Feeling a little better, I returned the smile. "I'm grateful, Rainbow. Thank you.

It was comforting to know that there were people here who genuinely cared—or at least I believe they did—after everything that had transpired today. After all, who would care more than a little over an hour of conversation?

Something brushed against my leg as I was leaving through the main entrance, I felt a sharp jolt and fallen forward. I struck the ground hard and landed splattered on it, my hands barely stopping myself as I fell.

My palms ached from the hit. I brushed the dirt from my jeans and hurriedly pulled myself up. As I looked about, I caught sight of her—Sunset Shimmer. Standing close by, she was observing with a chuckle, as though she had orchestrated this entire situation.

Anger rose in my chest as I tightened my hands, but I forced myself not to snap. I turned instead, unable to give her the satisfaction of witnessing my anger. I refused to let her spoil my entire day.
"
Nice fall, newbie," she said sarcastically, grinning. "Maybe next time, you'll watch where you’re going."

"If you had waited just a little longer, I would’ve fallen down the stairs," I spat, my voice laced with sarcasm. "That would be funnier right, i would wait if i were in your position"

Nah, fuck this. Dad is probably waiting for me in the parking lot. So i just left and made my way to the parking lot, I could still feel the sting of what had happened. My hands were a little scraped, and I was irritated, but I didn’t want to dwell on it. I spotted my dad’s car near the entrance, and he was already there, waiting for me.

Getting closer to the parkin lot i could see him, he waved at me briefly through the window. As I settled into the passenger seat, he inquired in a lighthearted and informal tone, "How was your first day, kiddo?"

I sighed, attempting to get rid of the rage that was still simmering within of me. "I suppose it was okay. There were definitely some strange moments"

Dad nodded and gave me a quick look before turning on the ignition. "I get that. It can be difficult in the beginning. But you survived it, don't you?

I think? but I wasn't positive that I actually had. Sunset's words and deeds were still weighing heavily on me. However, I didn't want to discuss that at the moment.

"Yeah, I made it through," and leaned back in my chair. "Hopefully tomorrow's better."

He kept his eyes on the road and grinned. "I'm 100% sure that it will be. Just keep in mind that if you need to talk, i'm always here to listen allways" Even though I wasn't sure I believed what he was saying, I forced a tiny smile because I felt reassured by it.

"Thanks, Dad."

The time at home felt like it passed in a blur.I buried myself in homework, trying to catch up on what I’d missed during the day. It wasn’t hard, but my mind kept drifting back to everything that happened at school. I couldn’t help it, especially with everything Sunset had thrown at me.

After finishing up my assignments, I turned my attention to the laundry I’d left the day before. I grabbed the clothes from the laundry basket and sorted them, went to the washing machine after that. I threw them in, being careful to keep the whites and colors apart.

As I added detergent and watched the garments swirl within, the room filled with the familiar buzz of the machine starting up. It was a straightforward activity, but it provided me with something to do that kept my mind off the day's bustle and allowed me to concentrate.

But that was all I had to do dad's gonna string the clothes in the morning so I hopped on my bed, watched some YouTube videos, charged my phone, set an alarm, and then went to sleep.

Author's Note

Sooo not much happend at this chapter, i wanted to intruduce the main character to the main 6 and sunset. Its 6 am i was doing this since 3 and i think 7.4k word i quite good start to this story i promise it will get better it just need to gain speed. If you have any recomendations what to do or not to do i would be pleased if you can left them in comments :)