The dawn is coming, the town of Ponyville was ready to receive it once more, the song of the lively birds, the serenity of the wind, everything was fine in this beautiful town. There was a special house in a certain avenue, it consisted of two floors with a common garage, inside of it there were the typical furnitures of a house, with normal kitchen, a normal bathroom, two now empty rooms in the upper floor, but there was one that was still in use. It belonged to someone, to me in fact, it was my sanctuary. I was peacefully sleeping in the comforth of my bed, but the claxon of a car made me open my eyes slowly.

"Uhhh, who breaks my chains of slumber? ...what time is it?"

I reached my cellphone and watched the hour... Six in the morning with twenty minutes.

"Shit!"

I quickly got out from bed and that made me trip with the bed sheet and ended up slamming my head in the door.

"AAGHHH!"

I went straight to the shower as fast as I could and opened the valve of the water "AAHHHH!" it was ice cold "GOD DAMNIT! I FORGOT TO TURN ON THE HEATER AGAIN, I HATE YOU ALL!"

And I repeat, that was me, Nitpick Bittersweet, seventeen years old. I am your average high school student: my height is 5.6 ft. with a weight of 156 pounds (or 1.71 meters and 71 kg approximately). Terrible messy, dark brownish hair, brown eyes, light tanned skin, my physical appearance was painfully average. My hobbies are videogames, international cartoons, PC tweaking, sleeping and napping. Blunt, rarely friendly and badmouthed, my parents are not at fault with the last 'quality', and unlike my father, my mother simply doesn´t know about my colorful language…yet.

Lately, I had very negative thoughts in my mind because of recent events in life, I was a student in the prestigious school of Crystal Prep, but I had a personal issue that made me drop out there. Since I needed to keep studying to finish high school and have a change of entering a good college, I opted for the best choice near my house: Canterlot High School.

Drying as soon as possible from my quick bath, I went back to my room and got dressed quickly, it was easy because most of my clothes for the coming fall season consisted of long shirts of the crew neck type (black, grey and blue navy were predominant colors) four standard one-size fit all dark, thick blue jeans, three pairs of shoes.

Besides the previously mentioned clothes, the most important piece of cloth I have was carefully bended inside a box; a Grayish-black, plain tactical shirt whose sentimental value was immeasurable, my grandfather gave it to me before long ago in my fifteen birthday, it's my favorite cloth, and it receives special treatment like being washed by hand with a special soap and being safeguarded when not in use in the box to avoid damage, it´s an extra size bigger, XL, but when I reach twenty years it will be fit just fine, I hope. Since the weather was nice, I decided to use it in my first day.

Once I was ready, I quickly got down to the first floor of the house and headed straight to the kitchen to prepare my banana and apple smoothie. It was quick, tasty, nutritional, and most importantly, cheap. Since my family had to move out of the town to go to Manehattan because of my father´s work, I have to live on my own for two years until either I finish High School or his business work ends, so I needed to administrate carefully my income for food, personal hygiene items, emergency expenses and the internet service, the last one a priority.

The only reason why I didn´t move out with them is because I was going to study in Canterlot High and I am sure that if I was still a student of Crystal Prep, the old man would have made the transaction to the best school of Manehattan instantly. I didn´t understand his loyalty to Canterlot High. He was a student back in his youth but I didn´t know what was so special about it, he says his high school would give me better life tools than Crystal Prep could ever hope for, I didn´t believe it of course.

But living alone was alright if it meant to study there, I could do everything I wanted as long as the house was still intact, and since I´m not really a people person, they don´t have to worry about me bringing someone strange to the house with the exceptions of very few friends known to them. But this was not the time for that, I was going to arrive late to school if I didn´t hurry.

Its September 1°, Monday, and school periods has officially started at national level two weeks ago but I got sick from a strong flu and couldn´t go to the school. My mother called from Manehattan and explained the situation to Miss Luna, the Vice-Principal of the school, and she told me that she said that there was no problem and she would ask a student to make a copy of all the notes missed in classes. That wasn´t the way I planned to start my third semester in a new school but shit happens.

After jogging for 15 minutes, I barely arrived on time for the special tour. I never was the athletic type but this was ridiculous, now I know why my previous sports teacher, Captain Shining Armor, always scolded me for not exercising enough at his class. Canterlot High is a humble school located near the center of the town with one hundred years of history. It is made of sturdy bricks with a coat of red concrete reinforcement, and besides the main building a soccer field. In each corner of the installations there were fire hydrants that installed in the most important zones of the school if there were ever to be an emergency.

For a small town and putting aside my personal opinion comparing it with the installations of Crystal Prep, Canterlot High was a fully equipped school on the outside. Especially it's elegant front lawn with a statue of a… stallion?. Where is the stallion, I swear there was a stallion two weeks ago. Agh, it doesn´t matter.

Since I am a new student, the headmaster of the school, Principal Celestia, told my father and me during the inscription that I was going to receive a special tour of the installations the first day one hour before classes started. Since I got sick, the day was postponed until now.

I tend to hate waiting for long periods of time when there's an established appointment, and a student right now is waiting for me to start the activity and that I found that irritating because if I hate being made waiting for something already scheduled, I despise to make someone wait in the same sense.

But I started to think it was not the case here because it was 6:58 in the morning, and not a sign of my future classmate. I sat on the stairs in front of the main door, I looked around and noticed that the soccer field had some trash bags filled to the brim with what it appeared to be debris of hardened sand, trash and the like. Maybe they had an event during the days I didn't assisted. Right, the Friendship Games, they mention it happens every four years.

I don't know why my old school and that old witch of Abacus Cinch cared so much about winning, it was just a stupid competition! At least I was so sick to assist and participate in it. When I about to start to complain about my classmate being late, suddenly I heard the doors opening from behind

Fuck, I was the one late after all.

"You must be the new student, it's nice to meet you" Said a gentle, mature and confident voice.

It was not a he, it was a she. I turned around to presence a breathtaking sight, but said word was extremely unworthy for the Goddess that was in front of me; Fiery redhead with strips of golden hair, light amber skin, deep and beautiful cyan eyes, her outfit consisting of a grey jacket with an orange strip on both arms with matching boots, blue jeans and a light cyan shirt. The blowing leaves were magnificent this morning.

There is no doubt in my mind. This girl and I are destined to be married for all eternity.

This is one of the rare occasions where I wish I paid more attention to my friend girl, Chocolate Dancer, in the women clothing subject during our shop trips after middle school years ago, I don´t know shit about complimenting a girl, I barely knew what kind of cloth was what. She studies here with Tweaking Lightbulb, another friend. They became a couple in the last year together at middle school. When I find them, perhaps I can ask them for help later, hanging around with them after all this time would be nice.

"Uh, are you okay?"

Oh crap, I got lost in my thoughts, first time meeting someone from my new school and I am already screwing everything.

"Eh, yes, uh, I´m sorry, It´s just that I expected a guy to give me the tour, not someone as beautiful and breathtaking as you"

That was so fucking stupid. Please let it be a miracle and make it that she didn´t hear that.

"He…hehe, uh, thanks, that's, uh, really nice to hear" She said awkwardly.

I'm a fucking idiot!

And that was my first introduction to my new life.