I was lying my head down on the desk, aready bored with school. 'Ugh… why won't the bell ring already!?' I exclaimed in my head while my Algebra teacher yapped away about expressions and equations.
"Come on, this is the last day of school! Why can't we just have a free period?" I whispered to my friend as he nodded his head in agreement.
Before I knew it, an idea popped into my head, making me smile a little.
"Watch this." I whispered to my closest friend as I unzip my backpack and take out an afro and an air horn as I watched the clock tick away.
I mentally started a countdown.
5….
I secretly put on my afro.
4….
I positioned myself to press the air horn.
3….
I looked at my friend, who was trying not to snicker.
2….
The whole class finally noticed that I had an afro on, but the teacher oblivious to my doing.
1….
RIIIIINNNNNNNGGG!
as the sweet chime of the bell echoed throughout the school, I quickly got up form my seat and hopped on my desk yelling " WE'RE FREE!" at the top of my lungs as I pushed down the button on the small can releasing the ear shattering noise inside the class room, and to add insult to injury, with one arm I ripped off my Velcro shorts, exposing my underwear to everyone in the classroom.
As I did this deed, I noticed that the whole classroom was reverberating from laughter to sudden gasps and looked at my teacher straight in the eyes and yelled:
"I'M GETTING OUTTA OF THIS HELL HOLE! AND NO ONE WILL STOP ME!"
That angered my teacher as he picked up the phone and dialed the principal's office hastily.
"I think you better get down here, Mr. Mcgloughin."
I dashed out of the classroom as soon as I heard the distress call, I grabbed my bag ran down the hallway that was suddenly swarmed with people ranging from students to staff as I was running for my life and blaring the horn and screaming:
"SCHOOLS OUT EVERYONE! FOLLOW ME TO GLORY!"
as roaring cheers and the constant egging from others filled me up with adrenaline, I see something out of the corner of my eye.
Three buff and brutal looking men in suits were coming after me.
"aw crap" I cursed under my breath as I spotted the principal. "I see he brought back up." I mused to myself. "JEREMY!" Mr. Mcgloughin roared louder than my air horn. "GET YOUR DIRTY ASS HERE RIGHT NOW!" He commanded.
I turned around and smiled as I did a quick salute.
"Not today old man, only if you can catch me." I taunted with a wink.
(I swear, I thought saw some smoke come out of his ears as he charged at me like a bull has seen red and eyes filled with blistering fury!)
As he charged at me, I let out an "Uh-oh." And heard "Run!" and more cheers from the crowd.
As he and his henchmen nearing me, he tried to bear hug me, I quickly side stepped that made him and his men trip and let out a quick sigh of relief before he and the other two could recover.
With my quick thinking, I ran towards the front doors and crashed through the double doors, spreading my arms like wings and soaking in the sunlight.
"Austin High School." I said while panting, looking back at the godforsaken place " *pant* it's been one helluva freshmen year" I did a quick glance and did a three sixty sprint towards my neighborhood.
After the carnage full of awesome events, to an exhausting chase…
I finally made it home.
"I'm home!" I called out as I threw my bag unto the floor, letting out a tired sigh.
"Welcome back." My mom greeted as she was packing her luggage for the vacation I always hear her talk about. "How was school?"
"Man," I panted, "It went well." I said with a grin. Then a man emerged from one of the rooms, carrying a couple of bags in his arms. "How well?"
"It went swimmingly." As I plopped down to the couch, laying back into the cushion.
"Hey, get up and pack the things you need for our vacation. We're leaving in two days. Come on now." He said while helping me up.
As I got up from my comfortable position, I nodded. "yes father" I jokingly say with an English accent.
After I uttered those words, I immediately walked straight to my room and hopped into my cave.
I then glanced all over my room, admiring some of my 'furniture'.
Which really was a couple of wall papers , a nightstand with a small lamp with three little figurines of ponies decorating the base, and a desk that was complete with a laptop and some random school papers.
" note to self: when I come back from my vacation, I should do some redecorating and add more stuff to add a little Pizazz!" I mentally noted.
I picked up one of the figurines on the base and stared at it with a small smile. "Heh heh. One year I'm year I'm avoiding ponies like the plague, and the next year I love them like an addiction." I mused, staring at the figurine of Pinkie Pie.
"First, I bought the shirts, and now I'm collecting anything pony related?" I gently put down Pinkie Pie back unto her stand and stared up at the ceiling.
To be honest…If it weren't for My Little Pony…I wouldn't be here right now.
Back then, I wasn't as open and ecstatic as I am today. back then, I usually didn't have that much friends, got horrible grades, and usually sulked in my depression. day after day.
But now…
After I've 'accidentally' discovered Friendship is Magic on Netflix. I thought it was the same girly ponies from the previous generations before, and I figured. What's so great about it anyway? Then I figured, "why not?"
And with a click of the remote, I watched the first episode.
My initial reaction to watching this was: the animation was pretty good. Nothing like the previous generations I've seen.
When I got to the cliffhanger I found myself was pretty much hooked.
"It's…not that bad." I said as I clicked the remote, moving onto the second episode.
Then after that episode, I moved onto the next, then to the next.
And before I knew it, I've realized that I watched the entire first season of the show.
"Wow…This is really good!" I exclaimed, next thing I knew I then started to watch the second season, then started buying the merchandise and before I knew it, I then discovered the fandom! From reading fanfics to fanart and actually talking to other 'bronies' which are really nice people…
I'm babbling right now, but where are my manners? I'm not your average sixteen year old, I am that one guy that did that one thing no one else dares to try or that one awesome guy for short. As you now noticed my name is Jeremy, but I am no ordinary Jeremy… I am the laid back, awesome, jizztastic, out of the ordinary one.
"From down and depressed to happy and go lucky…" I halfheartedly sighed as I lifted myself off the bed. "Alright. Time to-"
Bzzzt!
I immediately looked down at my phone and turned it on to see who texted me.
5 unread messages.
"Ooh, who are these from?" I questioned as I opened up my messages.
'Sweet nipples of a walrus that was epic dude!'
-Gabriel.
I giggled. then the next
'You are the craziest person I ever met man!'
-Shellby.
And then opening the next…
'Hey, we should do this again next year, alright?'
-Azhar.
And the next…
'Hey, we saw what you did earlier, let me just tell you this. That. Was. Awesome.
-Gary.
The last one...
'You are SO lucky that the principal missed you by an inch! Do it again next year!'
-Emily.
my small grin slowly turned into a smile that etched unto my face as I read all five texts. "You did good Jeremy. You did good." I told myself as I got up and started to pack.
2 days later….
I groggily got out of bed, trying to turn off my screeching alarm. I realized, and shouted.
"VACATION TIME! WOO!"
I jumped out of bed and ran downstairs where I met the rest of the still sleepy family. I then greet everyone a 'good morning!' only to get halfheartedly returns of the 'good morning' back.
"So, what time are we leaving?" I asked my dad, as I grabbed some OJ from the fridge.
"When you and your sister get your report cards back." He answered as he yawned, sipping his coffee as he dressed up my baby brother Leo in vacation attire. "Which is today."
My sister yawned, staring down at some papers that she calls 'fanfics'. "I don't need to see them, I already saw on Sky Ward that I passed the year." She answered casually. "Speaking of report cards…I already brought the mail in."
And right on the table underneath her fanfics, she took out the two report cards that was piled with the other mail and put them on the table.
I quickly snatched mine from the table and ripped it open. excitement and nervousness quickly engulf me as I unfolded the paper.
The moment of truth…
I unfolded the grading side of the card… reading its contents, I smiled a great smile and read the promotion line.
"Your son Jeremy…"
I felt my voice cracked.
My heart skipped a beat as I tried read the last sentence on the card.
"… Did NOT meet the requirements to be promoted to the next grade."
My eyes widen in shock, I felt cold sweat all over my body.
A deafening silence engulfed the whole room. I then looked up from the accursed paper to look at my family. My parents wore a frown and shook their heads at me; my baby brother looked sad hearing the bad news and hugged me.
I crumpled the report card chucked it across the living room in anger and in the verge of tears.
"I'm sorry son." my dad put a consoling hand on my back. mom later phoned the school to enroll me to summer school. As she did that, I gave up hope and walked into my room to un-pack my belongings.
"There goes my summer…" I said in a melancholy voice.
I then see my whole family stuff their luggage in the car as my mom approached me.
"We are going to be gone for two months, can you watch the house?" she asked with a sad smile.
"Sure mom…" I softly said. She then gave me a tight hug and a kiss in the forehead.
"Summer school will start in two weeks and you get a bus ride there, keep your phone on at all times, there's plenty of food in the house and for emergencies I left two hundred dollars in your room under the bed." she informed. "And stay safe okay?" she then gave me a second tight hug.
"Okay…" I murmured softly as she walked back to the car. As they depart for their adventure, they all waved goodbye.
I then return home just to go to my room and slam my bedroom door as hard as I can and jump into my bed. I then took the pinkie pie figure and as silly as it may be... held it close and sadly sighed.
"I bet that old geezer did this to me just to get me back" I angrily said through my clenched teeth.
I then look out the bedroom window and to my surprise, the evening was quickly being engulfed with dark clouds it was starting to rain. And to compliment the background I see lighting and hear some thundering outside.
"Geez, this weather actually fits my crappy mood right now" I say to no one in particular.
BOOOOOOOM!
The whole room shook as thunder bellowed and a blinding light flashed across the sky. "Christ almighty! What the hell kind of storm is this?!" I yelled.
I looked out the window and see a rainy view of my neighborhood. Ranging from one story houses to two story houses and an elementary school nearby. The streets were starting to flood slowly from this instant storm. I shrugged "nothing really special... its just another storm" I then hopped back into my bed and started to ponder on what to do now a until summer school starts which was harshly interrupted by an ear piercing thunderclap and a blinding lighting strike near my house. like a snap of a finger, the WHOLE neighborhood suffered a blackout.
"Great! That's just great!" I shouted.
I then went downstairs and scanned the place. I shivered. The house felt dark and empty which was a little unnerving. With the harsh storm slowly turning into a soft downpour, I found a flashlight and lit a couple of candles in the living room while I hook up my phone to some speakers and played the Dead island theme (without effects) and opened the curtains to get a view of the pouring rain.
"Might as well make it dramatic as possible and pretend I'm in a sad movie or something…" I try to humor myself while turning up the sad instrumental.
I walked towards the soft looking rocking chair and sat in it. I shifted my position a bit to get comfortable position. The soft pitter patter of the rain against the house, the sad melodic music in the background and the slowly rocking of the chair, "Well this is relaxing." After saying those words I slowly drift off to sleep until…
BANG.
BANG.
BANG!
The three loud bangs startled me as I jump off the chair and hid behind it.
"Oh… it must be some one that might have gotten caught by the storm." since my kind nature dominates the selfish and greedy, I steeled myself and marched towards the door and without even thinking I opened the door with my eyes closed and with a small inviting smile "hello do -" . I then opened my eyes just to see no one was there. "Huh?" I looked left and right only to see no one there.
I then looked down and see… "A basket?" this is kind of unexpected and a little cliche. I see a note attached to it; I look up and see absolutely no one in the streets then back down to the basket.
"Please take to a good home."
I was surprised when I heard some cooing as I picked up the basket and closed the door. It was probably one of those mothers who couldn't care for their child and had to orphan them to someone else, but the question is... Why me?
"okay, after I take the baby in I'll just call the social service to pick Him/Her up so it will have a proper home"
I placed the basket down, and slowly unwrapped the red cloth from the moving bundle, prepared to see a cute little baby boy or girl.
But what my eyes saw was unreal, as I stepped back.
Staring at me was a pink... Filly?
My eyes widen in shock as I fell back in surprise. Still in my shocked state, I see five more pairs of eyes fixated on me, all of them with different colors. I try to say something, but I either mumbled or find it hard to speak. They all looked at me with joy, so much joy that one of them tried to hop off the basket, but got clipped and softly fell on the carpet. Quickly thinking I instantly stood up and slowly walked to the basket, rubbing my eyes so I think I am just imagining things.
The mane six…
How…is this possible?