Chapter One: The Day

September 18th, 2012

It was a beautiful day this morning. The main protagonist of this story woke up at 6:00 AM, disturbed by his alarm clock. He really disliked his own name, so he gave himself the nickname Rainbow Dash after his favorite pony from his favorite show, which he had only started watching last month. He told his fellow seventh graders to call him Rain or Dash. He had always hidden his secret love for My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic, especially his secret "love" for Rainbow Dash. He yawned widely. "Muhhh… I hate Tuesdays. They're so boring… And so the brown haired twelve year old lazily got up out of his bed, throwing the blankets carelessly onto the white carpeted floor. He went through with his regular morning routine. Slipping clothes off, putting on some blue jeans and a cyan hoodie, wearing a Seattle Mariners baseball cap backwards. It was blue, of course. He finished all of this at about 6:05. He then slid down the wooden spiral staircase, riding the black rail on it casually. He slipped off at the bottom, being very agile. He then walked into the kitchen to get something to eat. He simply settled for a mini lemon poppyseed muffin. He then waited for a good while, his sister coming down at aroun 6:40.

"Hey." His sister said.

"Hi." He responded dully. It was just another boring routine morning for him, not much to talk about. He took his phone out of his pocket and checked the time. 6:43… When 6:45 came, he tossed his dull gray backpack over his shoulder and out the door, his sister following. And out into the neighborhood they went, out into chilling 42 degree weather. Neither of them spoke on the thirteen minute walk to the bus stop. All he did was gaze at the trees and wildlife surrounding him. He smiled, knowing that he lived in a neighborhood full of green. Not a single street light lined his neighborhood. It was nice and quiet, just what he liked. He knew he'd hate having to live in a noisy, dirty, crowded neighborhood with houses being only three feet apart. He stood at the bus stop for three good minutes before the long, yellow, and full school vehicle pulled up and opened its doors. He climbed into it casually, plopping down alone in a leather seat towards the front of the bus. The whole ride to middle school, he stared blankly out the window at all the cars and civilization and others. He didn't even move as the bus dropped off the high schoolers before it headed to his school. At around 7:25 AM, it finally pulled up to his school. He got off last, ignoring the bus driver's wish for a good day for him. The school day went like this, from first to sixth period. Except that in fourth period, Gym, something quite interesting happened. Today was the day where he had to do the four lap run around the track. Normally, he was terrible at stamina and endurance and would score a horrible 14:44 minutes. (A/N: Later, maybe in November or December or something, I actually got 12:01. Pretty good improvement. Any who, back to the story!) But this time, something interesting happened. He felt quite odd while running, and he ran surprisingly fast and kept up his pace the whole time. To add on, he felt as if he had… wings or something. It felt quite strange, because he knew that would never happen to him. He generally just felt… different on the track. It was as if he were someone different, someone more athletic. He almost felt like he could fly. The whole ride home on the bus, he kept looking at himself as if he expected him to sprout wings or something crazy like that. As he hopped off the bus at around 2:30, he felt the strange feeling again. It was as if he could just jump up and fly away! So again, he walked those 13 minutes home, looking at himself in disbelief. He then shook his head. "No way. None of this could happen. I can't just wake up tomorrow and have wings or something! If I do, might as well be a pony… I wish… I wish it were possible. Especially if I could be someone like Rainbow Dash…" He looked up at the sky with the mention of his favorite mare of the whole of My Little Pony, as if he was wishing upon a star. He knew he could voice his feelings out here in his quiet neighborhood without being heard. After all, his sister had stayed at school because she had a club today after. After a few minutes, he arrived at his home and opened the unlocked wooden door. He went through the usual "Hi how was your day" routine, and got to work on his math. He yawned once he was done. How could he be so tired already? He was in a haze, and it was only 3 PM by this point. "Hey Mom, I think I'm gonna go take a nap… I'm really tired."

"Oh? You usually don't take naps during the day."

"Yeah well, sometimes I can take afternoon naps, you know." He replied, hobbling up his wooden spiral staircase. Why… why is this happening? Afternoon naps… reminds me of… He trailed off his own thoughts as he flopped onto his bed, not even bothering with blankets. He fell asleep, and it was only 3:08. He didn't wake up at all that day, despite his parents and sister's desperate attempts. There seemed something off about him while he was asleep, but that was put aside.

September 19th, 2012

He woke groggily at about 5:30, not moving. He glanced over at the clock to check the time. However, something was wrong. "I feel… different…" He then stopped short of everything. His voice sounded strangely familiar. "What…" Could it be…? "What is…?" It is! It is, it is, it is! Ohmygoshohmygoshohmygoshohmy goshohmygosh… oh my gosh! "It can't be…" He sat up to look at himself. His eyes widened as he saw himself. The first thing he saw was… cyan. Hooves. It can't be! No way! He then rolled off the bed, landing on the carpet with a thump! He stood up on all fours, as if it were natural for him. He then shook his head, gasping slightly when he saw yellow and orange hair drop in front of his face. Oh my gosh… i-it's true… He was a cyan pony. A colt sized one, but still a pony. He looked on his flank, seeing no cutie mark, but he did see wings right next to the blank flank. He opened them slowly, also surprised at how natural it felt. His clothes that he previously wore lay folded neatly on the floor next to his bed. He paced around his room, his mind racing furiously. Think, think, think, think, think! I'm a pony! Oh god, I hope it doesn't… He closed his door slowly, revealing the mirror on the back of him. He gasped again when he saw that his pupils were huge and that a primrose iris surrounded his wide, black pupils. "I… I'm a…" His eyes widened as his voice cracked. It was like his voice WAS Rainbow Dash's, which frankly… it was! "Oh my gosh!" He cried out, instantly regretting it as he heard his sister stir. Uhh… uhh… oh! I can hide in the loft! He flapped his small wings gingerly, finding himself hovering off of the ground. He flapped them several more times, lifting himself up and into his loft. He then stepped backwards into the back of it, hiding all signs of his pony-like, cyan, and rainbow mane and tail features. His hooves made small clop sounds as he did so. He shivered in his hiding spot, his ears perking as he heard his sister draw near.