A change of worlds

And there I sat my head on my desk, I had no idea how long it had been, felt like it had only been ten minutes, but that is school for you, I could hear Cheerilee talking away about something but I was so zoned out I had no idea what she was talking about, I just have to get through this one day of school and I can go back to my camp and just do something else, sleep comes to mind, I can’t even be bothered with trying to get a Pinkie party anymore and that was the whole reason I even came here, ok not the whole reason but one of the main ones.

“Psst, Psssst!” Someone was trying to get me attention but I couldn’t be bothered with them. “Psst, hey.” They’re not going to stop are they? “Hey.” Nope.

“What?” I asked, rather angrily, lifting my head form the desk to look at the disturbance.

“Have you got the answer to number ten?” Rumble asked, leaning slightly towards me but still facing forward, trying to be discreet, I think. “And I’m also left four blank, have you got that?” I cast my gaze toward the front of the class, to find Cheerilee facing the board writing questions on it for the class to answer. Wait, when did this happen? I know I haven’t been paying the slightest bit of attention, but there are like twenty questions on that board, when did she write then on there? Looking back at my desk I found a small pool of drool, that makes sense now, I fell asleep, I also found a piece of paper and a pencil.

“Rumble, does it look like I have either of those?” I said gesturing a hoof to my table, more specifically my blank piece of paper.

“Oh,” Was all he managed to whisper back. “Are you having trouble too?” This kid ain’t the brightest on the block is he? I’ve been sat right next to him, how as he not noticed me sleeping? On that thought how has no one noticed me sleeping? Oh well I'm not complaining.

“No I’m not having trouble. The answers are,” I didn’t know the answer at this point, but on it just some basic math question, easy right? I turned back to the board to read question four... ‘Simplify: (x4 / x3)3’ since when did school start teaching this crap to kids this age? I know the answer, I did learn this in high school! I can safely say this isn’t a high school. Kids are getting way to smart, good thing I’m still smarter, for now. “The answer is x3.” Seriously when did this stuff start getting taught to kids this age?

“Cool, what’s the answer to ten?” Rumble was now scribbling down the answer and waiting for the next. I looked over the board, looking for the question, ‘Solve the equation: -5x + 20 = 25’ easy enough I suppose, but still this kids are like, what ten-eleven? The school system here is far better then back in Glasgow, well to be fair most school system’s are better than Glasgow’s.

“The answer is,” I started leaning in closer to Rumble to make sure his other answers are right.

“What’s going on here?” Cheerilee demanded, mine and Rumbles brain reacted in the exact same way, we sat bolt upright in our chairs pretending like nothing was happening. I know it wouldn’t work but for some reason or another, my brain sat itself back in to school mode, probably been back in a school, but I genuinely thought it would work for a second. “Well?”

“Nothing miss.” Rumble was the first to speak up looking straight forward at the black bard, I however couldn’t stop myself from looking all around the class and I noticed one thing, everyone was looking at us, again.

“You don’t have to protect him Rumble.” What? Protect who? Oh no, she doesn’t think I was copying him does she? “It’s not your fault Rumble.” She does, oh well Rumble will help me out here.

“Oh ok miss, he was copying me.” OH, YOU ASSHOLE!

“Bull crap was I copying you!” That little shit, I’m going to kill him.

“Calm down Thorn Row.” Na I won’t calm down, he dies NOW! “Thorn Row you will not copy off other ponies hard work, it is wrong.” Cheerilee wasn’t very Cheery, she was stern and commanding, and god I wanted to argue so much.

“Yes Miss Cheerilee.” What the hell was the miss about? “But I wasn’t copying off of him,” I pointed a hoof toward Rumble. “He asked if I had the answer for ten and four.” I don’t know why but talking to Cheerilee reminded me of one of my old teachers, the manipulative bitch that she was, but Cheerilee was different it was more like I couldn’t lie to her, no idea why.

“Is this true Rumble?” Cheerilee asked looking over to Rumble, if I can't lie to Cheerilee surly he can't, and he just looked right in to her eyes took a deep breath, here it comes, the truth.

“No miss I did not.” Son of a ditch, how come he just lied to her face and I couldn’t, I’ve lied so many time to my girlfriend, I think we all have at some point, DON’T JUDGE ME! The police, some friends and I had a bit of an incident with a lot of beer and a makeshift flame thrower, don’t ask. I’ve even lied to my mum, the woman who raised me. So how come I can’t lie to a fucking pony? Hell I have lied to her, the hole name thing, even been a pony it a lie for me, I could easily turn this on Rumbles head with a quick lie but I can’t. Cheerilee was now looking back at me waiting for a response.

“Fine, what is the answer to ten then?” I might be able to get him like this, hopefully, I’m not going through detention, fuck that!

“Well, umm, I don’t know.” Ha I got him... Looking down at his paper noticed that he didn’t have the answer, oh yeah, Cheerilee interrupted me before I could tell him, dam! Wait question four I did tell him the answer to that, I hope he can’t remember it.

“What about number four?” Just before he cast his gaze down to his paper to find the answer I slammed my hoof down covering it. “Without looking.” I could feel my face give in to the evil grin spreading across it.

“I-I don’t know.” He said hanging his head in defeat, I moved my hoof from his paper revealing his-my answer.

“It’s x3 just so you know, and the answer to ten was -1.” As I stated both answers I could hear half the class erasing and filling in the correct answers. “Now what have we learned Rumble?” I asked putting on my most ‘teacher-ry’ voice I could.

“Umm I don’t know. Algebra?” Good answer.

“Well yes, but also, DON’T FUCK WITH ME!” Rumble shrunk back a bit and Cheerilee just looked at me in astonishment, probably using ‘bad’ language in class.

“Thrown Row you do not, ever, raise your voice in class.” She, more along the lines of demanded, but without raising her voice, I don’t know how they do that, it’s a teacher thing I think, and she let the swearing slide, maybe they don't have the same cuss words we do.“Now apologize to Rumble.”

“What!?” I could see Rumble with a smug grim out of the corner of my eyes, but my attention was on Cheerilee “You can’t be serious?” Her face told me otherwise.

“Yes I am, now apologize.”

“No way, no how!” I am not going to submit and apologize to that asshole, I shot Rumble and another death glare, and it knocked his smug grim down a few notches but it still remained.

“If you’re not going to apologize then you shall stay behind after class for detention,” Cheerilee turned around to walk back to the front of the class to continue the lesson. “This isn’t a very good first class for you Thorn Row.” Looking back over to face Rumble to give him my best ‘I’m-going-to-rip-your-god-dam-legs-off-and-beat-you-with-them’ look I could muster, but soon as I looked at him he turned his gaze away to avoided mine, cowered. At that point I just gave up and lay my head back down on my table, get some more sleep before... “Right, how about an early break everypony,” And without waiting for her to change her mind the whole class jumped out of their seat and started funneling out the door to the school yard to enjoy their break, but as Rumble got up to leave he cast one more look at me, and I mouthed ‘I’m going to find you’ just before he was pulled away by his friends, soon Cheerilee and I were the only two left in the class room, Cheerilee was erasing all the equations from the board, once that was done she moved over to the door and closed it. “Now Thorn Row I know coming to a new school can be scary but whaa-whaa-whaa...” This is not what I had in mind when I was thinking of ‘brony it up’ in Equestria. Kill me now.