It was the beginning of the spring. Everyone was so excited because this was their last year in Manehattan high. Rumor had it, that Princess Celestia was gonna be making an appearance this year. Everypony was so eager to see her. Everypony but one.

"I swear, if I'm late for class today I will be very...perturbed." said a young pony, trying to making her way through the crowd of students.

This was none other than Octavia Melody. She was known in some circles to be a musical genius. Many of the colts wanted her affections, but all were turned away. She cared only for her studies of music.

This earth pony had a soft brown look to her coat. Her purple eyes were always fixed on the task. And her long brown hair was always long and flowing. Never did she slouch. Her mother was from a very noble esteemed family, so she would have her daughter do the same as her, to keep up appearances.

"Good morning Ms. Melody." greeted the music teacher.

"Good morning sir." she responded very respectfully.

She took her spot in the class. It was always available to her, due to the other students. The whole music club respected her too much, so they always made sure her chair was always available.

"Ahem, class may I have you're attention?" asked the music teacher, getting everypony's attention. "We have a new addition to the class. Everypony, please welcome...er...I'm sorry dear. What did you say your name was again?"

"Aww...It's no biggie...You can just call me DJ Pon-3"

A unicorn stepped forward wearing purple shades. Her multi-colored blue hair matched her white coat perfectly. She wore a headset around her neck, even though it wasn't plugged in. She stepped forward confidently, only to be met with a few ponies snicker at the mention of her name.

"Class...that's is not how we welcome new ponies to this school!!!" said the teacher taking a strong tone with them. "Ms. Pon, I'm so very sorry for that."

"Naw, it's cool." she said fixing her shades. "I get it all the time."

The self proclaimed DJ made her way to a seat in the back. She got several looks as she sat down and planted her feet up on the desk. The teacher looked at her and chuckled. He was pleased to see a student for once that was comfortable with being herself. He adjusted his glasses and started with the class.

About two hours later the class let out. The students dispersed about the school, some getting involved in idle gossip, while others talking about their new classmate. Octavia kept to herself and went to her next class, wondering why that blue haired unicorn was in her class. Her class!

"I'm sure she bribed someone to get placed in the class." she said, reassuring herself that she was better than her. "She definitely looks the type to be involved in scandalous activities.

At the end of the day Octavia walked out of her music class yet again. She was one of the fortunate ones to have the same class twice a day. Some called it: pure talent. Others called it: mommy stepping in and buying her daughter an easy A. She walked out to the student pick up, and saw the DJ once again. She sighed and tried to ignore her.

"Hey bass girl!" called out the DJ. "Over here!"

Octavia froze dead in her tracks. Sure she wasn't talking to her. Why would somepony (that was obviously not worth of note) call out to her. No. Sure she want calling to her. And...Bass Girl? What an atrocious name? It's basically an insult.

"But...I am the only one at this school that plays the bass." she thought. "Its an esteemed position."

She reluctantly walked over to her and answered her.

"Yes?"she said in an elitist tone. "How can I help you?" asked Octavia.

"How can you help me?" responded the DJ. "Dude, you gotta learn how to relax. You're at school. School is a place where you can be yourself and let loose.

The nerve of this DJ! How dare she talk to one such as her with such a tone? Didn't she know who she was? She was Octavia Melody, and she would be addressed properly!

"How rude you are!" said Octavia, all flustered.

"Uh...what?" asked the DJ, very confused. "Did I miss something?"

Octavia looked her up and down, trying to find some new offense the Unicorn brought to her life. She even walked around her a few times. She didn't know why she was so upset with her. Maybe it was her total liberation from societal norms. Or maybe it was the way she didn't anything seriously. This kind of hooligan would never be allowed to talk to her if she attended Briarwood.

"I...I have to go!" panicked Octavia, boarding her carriage and riding off.

"Geez, all I wanted to know is if you were interested in being recorded." said the DJ to herself, watching the pony ride off.

Hey guys,This is my first MLP fanfic. So go gentle on me. I'm used to writing the romance genre. So let's take this journey together.*Bro hoof*