The Average Life of Apollo Coronis

After my little 'scene' in class, I found myself casually trotting to the principle's office with my head hanging low. I don't know what drove me to say something that stupid, but I did and it couldn't be helped. Apparently making rude remarks about the ponies our school was named after is considered disorderly conduct. Maybe it was my preadolescent hormones acting up, but I couldn't have been sure either way.

I arrived at the door to the principles office, and took a seat on one of the chairs near the door. I waited silently for the secretary to call me in. The empty hallways were eerily quiet, not even the school guards made a hoofstep that could be heard. Patiently I tried to amuse myself with the smallest of things, trying to hit the student council president's portrait with pencils found on the floor, and balancing erasers on top of my head. Eventually I had exhausted all the somewhat relatively amusing objects around me, and soon found myself bored again.

Then, out of the silent hallways came quiet hoofsteps echoing off the walls. I didn't pay it any attention, until I saw the pony making the noise. A grey coated filly with a light pink mane trotted around the corner, and into my sight. The unicorn walked towards me with a book floating in front of her. It was the pony I saw with Featherweight earlier, but what was she doing here? Barely noticing me, she sat down in the seat directly next to mine.

She was so close to me, I felt warm for some reason. Out of the corner of my eye I could see her face, and it was then that I realized that she was wearing glasses. The lenses were so clear that they could appear invisible if somepony had been looking at them from a long enough distance, and the hinges were as thin as strings. She didn't even acknowledge me sitting there next to her.

I thought to myself, "It's now or never" and asked her, "So is it any good?"

A moment of silence followed after my question, but she replied, "Yes." and then turned the page.

Her voice was so flat and almost boringly monotone, but I found it attractive in a way. She didn't seem to be shy, more like uncaring. I wasn't going to give up though, I gathered up enough courage to ask her more questions.

"So what are you reading?"

"A book."

"Ah, I see... So you're from class three huh?"

"Yes."

"Alright then, so why are you going to the principle's office?"

That was the second question that didn't get an immediate answer. She paused for a bit, and then turned to face me. Her gaze made me feel a little uncomfortable, but her voice erased that feeling as she spoke.

"I was not paying attention to the lesson. I was fixated on this book."

Her voice reminded me of a robot, but she seemed pony enough. But I suddenly remembered, I wanted to ask her something important.

"So... What's your name? I'm Apollo. But my friends call me 'Popo'."

Why did I say something so stupid?! I was nervous I guess, or maybe my hormones again. It wasn't abnormal for something like this to happen to a ninth grader like me. Regardless of my rather stupid introduction, she replied without changing her flat toned voice.

"My name?.... My name is... Shika."

She struggled to even introduce herself, but just made her all the more cute to me. But regardless of all that trouble, I finally had her name... Shika. What a beautiful name, but before I could admire her anymore another female voice called to me.

"Apollo Coronis, the principle will now see you."

A older mare with glasses and a frizzy mane peeked through the open door. Surely this was the secretary of our beloved principle. Before I walked any further into the doorway of the principle's office, I turned to Shika and attempted to tell her one more thing before I left.

"Uh... So, I'll see you at lunch then."

Her eyes were already glued to the book, but she graced me with a slow head turn towards me. Cutely tilting her head, she responded.

"I suppose. If certain conditions are present..."

Another long pause lingered in the air before she replied.

"I may join you for a meal."

I let out a deep sigh, chuckled, and then proceeded into the principle's office. I was sure nothing could ruin my good mood at that time. Not even scolding from principle Alex.