1_11_Health:Part_2

Digital_Hex- - - - - - - -A fan-fiction by Digital_Hex

Chapter 11

        White Cross and I slunk back to our seats, both of our faces deep red. Neither of us made a sound as we slid into our respective chairs, refusing to even look at each other in shame of what had just happened.

        That. Was. Awkward.

        Turns out that Miss Heart can indeed be very, very evil towards ponies who interrupt her class with note-passing. Sadly, White Cross and I were the ones who found that out. The hard way.

        The subject we had oh-so-knowingly interrupted was what habits ponies tended to do when a mare is in heat and a male catches on to that.

        Yeah. Dafuq.

        This went on for a good twenty minutes, with each scenario she put us through getting more and more degrading until she actually had White Cross flicking her tail under my snout, at which point I threw my hoofs in the air and rage quit.

        TL;DR: Oh my god, that whore of a teacher.

        White Cross and I refused to even meet eyes after that. Yeah, I wanted to make a freaking friend, not virtually dry-hump her in front of the class in the name of education. If this was what the school system was turning in to, then I was actually glad I wasn't part of it for a few years.

“Pssst...” I heard a distinctively non-stealthy Raindrops whisper to me.

        I rolled my eyes, trying to ignore her. There was no way I was going to interrupt again and be forced to go through that humiliation, with Raindrops no doubt.

“PSSST...” she whispered again. I felt a blood vessel on my forehead flare.

Just ignore her, Digit, I thought to myself.

        I winced in anger as I felt a crumpled ball of paper make contact with the back of my head. A growl escaped my lips as I struggled to remain focused dead ahead.

        Another ball of paper struck me. I saw Miss heart look directly my way. She was perfectly aware of what was going on. She must have known Raindrops, from the evil smirk she wore when she saw what Raindrops was trying to do.

        A second later, my vision flashed red as a FRAGGING BOOK crashed into the back of my head, tossing my torso forward out of the seat.

        “WHAT WAS THAT FOR, YOU BLOODY DITZ?!” I hissed at her loud enough that the entire classroom could hear me. Oddly enough, nopony was interested in my whispering. Then I saw why everypony was so distracted: Miss Heart was showing a video on reproduction between ponies. Beautiful.

        I turned around, glaring Raindrops down. Screw it, if Miss Heart wanted me to give another virtual lap dance to the class, fine. I didn't care. I was going to get this over with first.

        Raindrops leaned forward, beckoning me closer. I rolled my eyes and leaned towards her, waiting for her to talk.

        “I think she likes you,” she said, pointing to White Cross. Both of us looked towards Cross, who had an eye on us until we focused our direction on her. She suddenly snapped back forward, but that resulted in her looking straight at the video, which was raunchy enough to have been freaking porn as far as anypony was concerned. Her face went bright red, so she turned back to us, where we locked eyes again. Her face went even deeper red, to the point I was surprised the blood didn't pop out her eyes, and she turned to face away from us.

        I turned my gaze to Raindrops, my expression unamused.

        “Look what you did now, Drippy. Thanks so much,” I deadpanned.

        She smiled honestly, eyes closed and grin cheeky. “That's what I'm here for! Glad to help!”

        I chuckled dryly. The sad part is, I knew deep down she had to have been trying to actually help. There was no way she could feign being that dumb but honest that well. I sighed as I rubbed my temple with a hoof.

        A few seconds later, the bell rang. Health class was over. I collected my bag and slipped to my hooves, heading to the door. I wanted to avoid White Cross after our fiasco, but...

        I stopped at the door, turning around. White Cross was still putting her stuff away, looking quite flustered.

        Sighing deeply, I clopped over to her, grabbing her violin case strap with my teeth. White Cross gave me a confused and shocked look.

        “Leffz gah,” I managed to mutter through the fabric of the strap. White Cross giggled in her quiet manner, enveloping the strap with her magic and resting it on her back before pulling out her schedule. I did so as well, looking at my final class period.

Period 7: Class Team – TEAM B, Commons

        “I have team B, in the commons. You?”

        She nodded, and I felt my heart skip a beat. We had quite a few classes together, didn't we? It was rather odd, but refreshing to say the least.

        “Then, uh...” I stammered as I rubbed a hoof on the back of my neck. “Let's go?”

        She nodded again, a small smile on her face as she started making her way towards the commons. I was behind her, and I started to notice something. It wasn't something too dramatic, no, but it was... subtle.

        Miss Heart had said that when a mare showed interest in a stallion, she'd add an extra sway in her hips when he was near. She'd even made White Cross trot across the front of the room overly-dramatizing the action to get her point across.

        Well, I wasn't certain, but I was pretty sure that Cross was swaying her hips a little extra, bobbing her tail a bit more than necessary with each step.

        I took a deep breath and trotted up beside her, matching step with her and sidling up right alongside, almost to where our sides were touching but not quite. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her smile a little bit, a blush on her snout.

        As we reached the commons, the hallway opened up into the open air, and I breathed a lungful of relief. Inside was rather... musty. The outdoors tasted so much better than the classrooms did.

        Over by the benches was a teacher with a clipboard, as well as a few students. As we approached, the students hurried along, likely trying to find their next class. Cross and I received the attention of the teacher as we closed in.

        “Oy! You lot part o' team B?” she bellowed with a very strong voice. Cross and I nodded.

        “Good! Sit down, wait fer the rest o' yer clahs!” she yelled again. She didn't sound particularly angry, more like she just didn't know how to talk at a low volume.

        Cross and I sat down on the grass next to the benches. I laid down, sprawling onto my side as I felt the sun bath my in it's light. Perhaps my pale complexion could benefit from the light.

        I started as I felt White Cross lay next to my back, her back to mine. I felt my heart race pick up, but as I felt hers do the same through our touching hides, mine fell back down slowly. She was just as nervous as I was.

        So, I had to ask myself the question: Did I like White Cross? I mean, sure I'd only known her a single day, but... Was that enough to have taken a liking for her? I was certainly attracted to her, but was it just that: an attraction? Was I just interested in her demeanor and body, but not-

        No. She was a wonderful pony. If I liked her for anything, it was because of who she was, not what she was like.

        I rolled onto my side, still keeping my side touching her back.

        “Hey, Cross?”

        White Cross rolled onto her side, still snuggled up next to me. She cocked her head to one side as she looked at me. We both suddenly noticed the proximity between our muzzles, or more specifically the lack of proximity. We were practically nuzzling each other.

        Both of our faces flushed red as we looked at each other, rather shocked. I was the first on to crack into a grin, realizing we were probably both in the exact same situation. I adjusted my head so I was facing a little to the side, so our nuzzles weren't right next to each other.

        “About hanging out today...” I started. White Cross's ears perked up.

        “Where did you have in mind?” I asked, trying to give her a hopeful smile. Her face went bright red as she grinned from ear to ear, rubbing up next to me in a sign of affection.

        Pulling out the piece of paper, she levitated it out and started scratching words down. This time, though, I saw the words being written while they were being scrawled down. It was... a little relaxing.

There's a movie playing at the theater at five that I was going to go see, do you want to go see it with me?

        I smiled. I'd never gone and seen a movie with friends, as it required actually having friends. Come to think of it, the general lack of friends in my past had left me a rather unfulfilled past.

        “Sure, we can go grab a bite to eat before, too,” I said, to which she nodded enthusiastically.

        “Somepony looks a little friendly.”

        I leapt to my hooves at the sound of Heat's voice, spinning around.

        “Look, if you don't like me then that's fine, but-”

        I was cut short as I felt him give me a nuggie. I was familiar with it, having had my father done it to me many time sin the past. I recognized it not as a sign of aggression, but of friendship. At least for me, anyways.

        “Calm down, squirt. It's cool.”

        I shrugged off his grasp, which was surprisingly easy. Pegasi must not be as strong as- never mind.

        “Wait, we're cool?” I asked. Heat nodded. “Just like that?”

        “Well, it took you actually standing up for yourself in our little duel, but yeah. I'm honorable, you beat me. In my book, that means you're cool,” he said, a smart-ass smirk on his face.

        I laughed, rubbing my face with a hoof.

        “High school just keeps on getting weirder and weirder,” I said.

        “Damn straight it does!”

        I turned to see Lug and Lemon Hearts join the group, Lemon Hearts practically hanging off Lug.

        “At least have some tact, Lemon,” Heat said, rolling his eyes. Lemon stuck out her tongue at Heat, clinging even tighter to Lug, who struck a heroic pose as if her was defending Lemon from Heat.

        “I shall not let you pass!” he bellowed cinematically, to which Heat laughed, bumping hooves with Lug.

        “How come you didn't try out for the hoofball team this year?” Lug asked Heat, to which Heat responded by shrugging his wings (hooowww....).

        “Didn't feel like it. It just isn't exciting enough for me.”

        “Cuz running around a track is sooo much more exciting!” Raindrops said as she landed in the middle of our group, a bag full of- MOTHEROFGAWD!

        Her bag was CRAMMED, I mean CRAMMED with baguettes! Now I knew who Pinkie Pie was hiding that last baguette from at the bakery this morning...

        “Baguette?” she asked the group at large as she pulled out a rod of bread from her bag, munching on it contently. Heat shrugged and took one out, breaking off half and tossing it to Lug. Lug nodded and enjoyed the treat with Lemon.

        I raised an eyebrow at White Cross, who shrugged from her spot on the grass.

        “OW!” I yelped as I was thwacked on the back of the head with a baguette by Raindrops, leaving s few flaky crumbs in my mane.

        “Take one!” she said cheerfully, offering me one of the two-foot long sticks of bread.

        I accepted it rather begrudgingly and snapped it in half, offering one half to White Cross. She picked it up in her magic and began chewing absentmindedly, apparently distracted by something. I opened my mouth to ask her what was up, but then the monitor from earlier decided to pipe up.

        “Okay! This is your team, Senior Class Team B! You get your team project next week, so for now get to know each other! No leaving campus!” With that, the monitor left, trotting back to the school.

        I looked around at the five other ponies around me, the only five ponies I really had met on good terms today (or at least had ended with good terms).

        “Alright, we just get to hang out with a bunch of friends as seniors? This is awesome!” Raindrops shouted, pumping the air with a hoof. We all laughed.

Friends, huh? I thought, glancing over to White Cross. She looked back, her face toning back down but still a pinch rosy. I laid down back next to her.

        These were my friends, or at least the closest things I had to friends so far. This was till the first day of school, but...

Maybe having friends isn't going to be too bad at all.