Who doesn't love a good high school story? Correct, there is not a person who does not like one.
So let's begin with another absolutely generic basic average one.
In the most basic generic average way possible.
On a Monday morning, first day of school, junior year, my OC is a new student blah blah blah how else does it start. That's how the adventure begins!
And of course the most generic – She is attending the nearest private high school, Emerald Academy.
Yes. So very generic. In fact, so generic it almost hurts.
But creativity can only get you so far, am I right? (THIS IS A JOKE I AM VERY SARCASTIC)
But let's get back to business.
Oh let us not forget the all-important disclaimer now: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING except Kairy, her family or any other OC's.
CHAPTER ONE
I swiped on one last swipe of mascara and lined on one more streak of eyeliner and put my stupid make up case away. If there was one thing I definitely did not want to make time for ever, it was makeup. It was such a societal norm that I found ridiculous. Of course I did not have this revelation until like two days before, but nonetheless I still did not feel the need to pile on pounds of liquid and powder to "enhance" my natural look.
But moving on…
It was my first day at Emerald Academy, the private high school in the city of Station Square. My parents, sister and I had moved here over the summer for my dad's job. He was an IT guy at some computer place nearby. My mom was a homemaker and my sister was a little preteen brat. Her transition was easy. She would be entering the 6th grade, which meant she was going to start off fresh in the junior high section of Emerald Academy, whereas I was starting anew in junior year.
Do you know how hard it is to make friends with all new people in your junior year of high school?
I didn't either.
Because I hadn't started yet, technically.
ANYWAY
I wrapped my dumb uniform skirt around my waist and buttoned it together. The grey color did not clash with my blonde hair, but it was not exactly a flattering look. It certainly did not scream the "new age hipster" style I wanted it to. The hunter polo did not help with that either. At least the polo matched my eyes in a way.
That was one feature I loved a lot about myself. I came out of the womb equipped with bright green eyes. They made me happy because green was my favorite color. I also loved my long blonde mane. It came down to about my butt where my long blonde tail began. I decided to leave my hair down for the first day. I did not want to pull the "I don't care about anyone or anything" messy bun I would normally go for. I wanted to make at least one friend by the end of the day. That's why I went through the trouble of finding my makeup case too.
I strapped the required black Mary-Jane's over my hooves and finished pulling up my white knee socks. I flinched at my finished look.
I grabbed my backpack full of empty folders and notebooks and headed for the stairs. I could already hear my sister bitching about the latest preteen drama.
"Mom, Carly has not texted me back in days like does she even care about me?"
"Candace, you will make several new friends today! Friends you will have forever, in fact. Don't worry about Carly." My mom replied in a very calm manner. She didn't even want my sister to have a phone but my dad got her one without asking. Family probs.
"Did dad already leave for work?" I asked.
"Yes. Are you going to have breakfast?" My mom gave the 'the look' as I shook my head.
"Okay bye! Leaving!"
I scrambled out the door, grabbing a bag of Pop Tarts along the way, and jumped into my car. The six year old small SUV was my little baby. It was an ugly light blue color and was pretty bad with gas, but I loved it to death. I threw my bag into the passenger seat and turned it on. I heard my CD's shift around in the player as the car warmed up. I rolled down the windows and pressed the "play" button. My favorite band's melodies burst through the speakers.
Music was something I was passionate about. No, not creating it or playing it, but just listening to it. I could spend all day listening to my music. I called it 'my music', but 'my music' consisted of my favorite indie and alternative rock bands. Howling along to the lyrics, I backed out of the driveway and followed the GPS to the school.
The building was huge, brick, and covered in some green vining plant. It looked so college prep. I did not like it.
I parked in the first space I found and observed the people in surrounding spaces as I slowly made my way out my door. I grabbed my bag and slung it over my shoulder as I slammed the car door. I immediately buried my face in my phone as I pretended to text but really observed every breathing I could lay my eyes on. I wanted to see how people worked here.
At my old school, I was content just minding my own business in a corner with my headphones in. It was different here. First, the school itself was ten times bigger than my old one, and second I actually did want to make a friend or two. Don't get me wrong, I had friends at my old school, but I never hung out with anyone outside of the school setting. I needed a social life.
I found my way to the front doors and followed a horde of people inside. I felt like I had just leapt into a sea of baby prostitutes and golf club boys as I wade to the main office. Girls had their skirts hiked up to their asses and the male uniforms were khaki shorts and white or hunter polos, and it seemed that most of them had taken the opportunity to add the optional white, navy and hunter sweater vests to that outfit.
Once in the main office, I found the dean and received my schedule. She then told me to ask around for a girl named 'Amy Rose', and that she'd help me navigate through things.
Great. Just what I wanted first thing on a Monday morning. A cute little chat with the class president.
((This is why I didn't have very many friends))
Nevertheless, I located a random squirrel and asked him about this girl. He said to go to the 'Junior Lockers' which was a room not too far away. I ended up finding my own locker, and I got a chance to breathe. I piled some empty school supplies into my locker and looked at my schedule. I had AP English language first followed by P.E. I grabbed one empty folder and notebook and stuck them in my bag. I also grabbed the book and some pens and pencils and zipped my bag shut.
I decided to continue my pursuit of Amy Rose.
I located an orange echidna and asked. She introduced herself as 'Tikal' and pointed to a pink hedgehog standing on a ladder in the back of the room hanging up posters. I thanked her and made my way to pinkie.
I stood next to the ladder and cleared my throat loudly. I was hoping to avoid looking up to call her – I knew her skirt was not that long.
"Hi there! Can I help you?" I could hear her ask. She had an annoying voice.
"Are you Amy Rose?" I asked.
"Yes! OMG you must be Kairy. It is so nice to meet you! Just call me Amy. I'll be down in a sec!"
She finished taping a cheerleading tryouts poster to the wall and climbed down. She jumped to the ground from the last two steps and smoothed her skirt. She had pink bows on her shoes and socks, and had two giant gold bracelets on her wrists. Her hair, or quills, were trimmed in a bob cut and were as pink as the bows. She also had a red headband in her hair. I also noticed her eyes were about as green as mine.
I was then wrapped in her arms in an unexpected and truly unwanted embrace.
"I am so glad you are here! Everyone's been so excited to meet the new girl!" She squealed as she let go of me.
I forced a smile, "Oh good! I can't wait to meet everyone else as well! I was actually hoping you could just direct me to my first class." I said as I showed her my schedule. She frowned.
"Aw we don't have English together. But this class is on the second floor to the left. The door is labeled 212. Mr. Greever is a tall owl. He's hard to miss."
I thanked her for her help and booked it. The stairs thankfully did not take very long to ascend and I soon found myself in front of the English classroom. I took a deep breath and slowly made my way in.
"Good morning! Welcome to Greever's homeroom. What might be your name?" The owl asked. He was at his desk in the back corner.
Wait. Homeroom? Crap.
"Oh I did not realize there was a homeroom I am so sorry I should not be here yet." I apologized and began to back out the door. Greever laughed at my misfortune. Asshole.
I pulled open my schedule again and scanned the page for a 'homeroom'. I eventually noticed the teacher name and room number for that at the top of my paper next to my name and sighed.
I walked up to the third floor and found room 320. Walking in I noticed an empty seat in the back corner and decided it was mine. I saw my homeroom teacher, a large kangaroo whom, according to my schedule, was 'Ms. Kanga'. Super original. There were about 4 other people already seated in the room, so naturally I pulled out my phone to avoid socializing.
But one could not be so lucky. Maybe it was my inner conscience telling me I actually did want a friend.
Just as I pulled out my phone, pinkie walked in. She saw me and her eyes lit up like crazy.
"Kairy! I had no clue we had homeroom together! This is amazing!" She came right over and plopped down next to me. She was followed by a green seedrian.
"Kairy this is my good friend, Cosmo. Cos this is the new junior, Kairy!"
I gave a polite nod to the new acquaintance. I noticed the room was getting to be pretty full. The first bell then gave a loud ring. I took a deep breath as announcements and such went through and the bell for first class eventually rang. Amy and I parted ways and I went back to Mr. Greever's classroom. He smiled as I walked in and I took the nearest empty seat. A purple cat came over and sat next to me. Surprisingly, she did not gawk at me or ask if I was the 'newbie' which was nice. She actually paid me no mind. Along with everyone else. She simply sat, took out her book and waited for class to start. I liked her. Getting down to business right away. This could be a friend.
The bell rang and class began. The rest of the period went by pretty normally. Mr. Greever told us some stuff and we wrote some stuff and a quiz was assigned on some summer reading stuff. I was more focused on the relief I felt that this one person next to me still had not even laid eyes on me.
Not that I needed the attention….
The bell then rang and I grabbed my things and headed back down to the locker room. I knew I had gym, but I was not sure where the 'gym' was exactly. I grabbed my gym clothes out of my locker and looked around for other people grabbing gym clothes. I saw a small group of girls walking out with gym bags and followed them from far behind. They went down a long hallway that opened up to a large gymnasium. Inside were two sets of doors: one to girl's lockers and one to boy's lockers. I followed them into the girl's locker room and found myself an empty corner. Thankfully the area was large and I could find a small space for myself. I quickly changed into my gym clothes, which consisted of a pair of gray sweat shorts and a green T-shirt. I tied my shoe laces and stood tall. This look was more in my comfort zone.
I began to walk towards the door and saw that people were still coming in. The girls I had followed weren't even changed yet. Their hair seemed to be a bigger concern than their actual changing.
"Need help?"
I turned around to see the purple cat behind me. She had big gold eyes and I was excited she was finally looking at me.
"Uhm I just didn't know if it would be socially acceptable to leave the locker room yet."
The cat gave a small smile at my joke. Score! She thought I was funny.
"I'm Kairy, by the way. The new kid."
She nodded, "Blaze."
Blaze was a nice name. I noticed she was also changed into shorts and a T-shirt. We were the only ones.
"Come on, we can leave." I followed her out the door and to the back of the gym where most of the boys in our class were already standing. I picked out the gym teacher. He was a tall hound of some sort adorned in a track suit and a hat with a large whistle hanging around his neck. He was also a bit on the large side. So stereotypical.
I slowly followed behind Blaze to stand with her and two other guys. One was a blue hedgehog and the other was a silver colored hedgehog.
"Hey Blaze, look atchu makin' friends with the new kid. What a surprise! I figured that'd be Amy."
"Oh I've already met her." I added. The blue one laughed.
He stuck out his white gloved hand, "I'm Sonic, Sonic the Hedgehog. Star of the track and cross country teams, fastest kid in school." He puffed out his chest.
"You want a medal?" Blaze groaned. Sonic's chest deflated, "I'm just introducing myself, geez."
The silver one smiled nervously, "Uh, hi. I'm Silver." I nodded.
"I'm Kairy. Nice to meet you both." They smiled.
The rest of the girls in the class then piled out of the locker room. Mixes of booty shorts and spandex made their way to the side of the gym we were on and the teacher shook his head in defeat. I think I saw Sonic drooling. What a man-whore.
In case it was not already clear, I was a very VERY judgy person. Oops.
The teacher blew his whistle and everyone perked up.
"Okay listen up! Today we are doing a fitness test. You are to run two laps around the gym, do ten pushups, twenty five sit ups, and then take your heartbeat. I don't want to tire you guys out too much on the first day."
Wow he was actually a nice guy. I kind of was expecting him to be a dick but what do I know.
I stuck close to Blaze as we completed the task. The teacher guy let us just chill afterwards. Luckily I wasn't too sweaty. Smelling not bad and being not sweaty were two important things to be when making friends according to my rule book in my head on how to properly make friends.
Blaze, Sonic, Silver and I sat in a little square. I listened to them gossip a little, but I had no clue who they were talking about. Listening to them, I discovered that Blaze was super chill and wasn't too keen on talking crap about anyone or taking crap from anyone. She did a fair bit of shutting Sonic up. Sonic seemed like kind of a douche, but not a horrible one. Like one I could probably stand. Silver was pretty shy and so awkward. He had trouble making actually funny jokes even though he tried real hard. You could tell Sonic liked him a lot but still thought Silver was a pussy. In all I liked the group and was happy to hear they wanted me to join them at lunch.
The rest of the morning went slowly but smoothly. By lunchtime I had done a great job of not making any new friends. Thankfully I had a few classes with Blaze, so I hung around her. She seemed to enjoy my cynicism. She walked with me down to the cafeteria and stood with me in line.
"Honestly the food isn't too bad. It's not gourmet, but at least it has a decent taste. Based on what I saw on the menu for today, go with the sandwiches. They are always a safe route to go."
I scanned the sandwich bar when we got to it. I spotted a chicken Caesar wrap and grabbed it.
"Freaking love chicken Caesar. Thanks for the tip!" I exclaimed.
We paid and I stood next to the cat as she scanned the cafeteria. Eventually she began to make her way towards the back of the room. We were headed towards Silver and a raccoon.
"G'day mate! You must be the new chic! I'm Marine. It's nice to finally meet ya!" The raccoon cheerily greeted. She was kinda cute.
"Hey. Nice to meet you too. I'm Kairy." I sat down across from her and Silver and Blaze sat next to me.
"So is there anybody I should watch out for?" I asked the three of them.
"Yes" Marine said with a mouthful of food, "Watch out for them." She pointed towards a group of girls a few tables over. It was obvious they were what the normal high-schooler would consider the 'popular girls'. Easily my least favorite of all possible girl options in high school. They sucked. They were mean, nasty, fake, and oh so bitchy. Or at least that was the stereotype that I had already placed onto them.
"Those the bitches?" I asked bluntly. Marine nodded profusely.
Blaze rolled her eyes, "Just don't think they'll be your best friend. They are faker than fake."
"I figured." I replied and continued eating my delicious sandwich. It was so good for lunch food.
"The jocks are just as bad." Silver added sadly. He was pushing his food around his plate.
"You'll be fine. You made it last year, so stop worrying so much." Blaze said to the silver hedgehog. I looked at them curiously.
"I know I shouldn't be nervous but I am. They are such jerks." Silver seemed to have this constant look of worry on his face and he always seemed so nervous.
"What's going on?" I butted in.
"Silver has tryouts for the basketball team starting today and he's nervous. As usual. Even though he has no good reason to be." Blaze answered. Silver sighed and rested is head on his hand.
I thought about trying out for a sport, but decided the effort was not worth it.
After lunch the day flew by. I suffered through an uneventful math class and an even less eventful history class.
At the end of the day I grabbed some folders from my locker and went to head out to my car.
One day down, 179 to go.
At least I had made a few friends. I even got Blaze's number.
I made it to my car and jumped inside.
Hey guys!
Thanks for reading the first chapter!
So basically my oc is Kairy – she's an extremely cynical and realistic thinking horse. She's kind of short, with a small frame and long legs. She has long blonde hair, slightly darker fur and bright green eyes. DO NOT STEAL.
Feel free to like her on Facebook
'Kairy the Horse'
Anyway this story will be long and after long chapters like this I will add a next chapter from a different character's perspective. For example the next chapter will be told from Blaze's point of view, just to add substance to what is going on in my story.
Enjoy, and thanks again for reading! I will update as soon as I can.