Chapter 1: The Library part 2

Later on through the day, gym still having that fading ache, the next class was at least a little calmer. Horticulture tends to comprise that feeling now and then, while today's lesson was in history of styles through the ages. Next week homework was slowly forming as the teacher pressed.

Relaxed one could be after gym, Fluttershy wrote short notes in her log, breaking down on the basics of what was going to needed to get done.

Power point and paper marked one side for easy. While pretention was marked on hard, bolded in an extreme reminder, that had to get done first. Mostly for that, the teacher stated, by the end of class, he was going to assign what kind of culture technique each student was to get.

With already; adding to the large history book, weighing her down from her second class. Setting out for finals, just never seem to get easier. Let alone that five mile track final didn't sound very pleasing at all. Recalling of the books left at home for science and math, marked of what major points will likely be on the test and worth the points, also in minded of book reports as well, and lots of them, the free study hall, was not going to come close in helping that.

There was the chance of asking her friends with a little help, yet with their classes, some even having group finals, was another unlikely thing to get out of this. Maybe the last they spoke to each other, was a group for a movie night at Applejack's house just a few days before the finals mayhem started.

That was just too long for some people, even more so for Fluttershy.

Shoulders of hers slanting inward of the thought of it, paying half minded of the intake of Japanese culture take on flowers, and the growth it had spending in the 13th era. Her eyes peaking through her side bang, looking out the window, showing a sunny day, little strands of clouds, and the court yard, bore for the most part. A few lagers of who were rushing to get one place to another. Ranging on reason to whatever they were holding in their hands.

Thunderlane was one of the few she noticed out there, having a break time with his class, feeling only a bit envious, of the odds of anyone getting a teacher who liked their students tease free, were as of now, so rare. Turning away from his friends to toss something in the trash can near, made him in eye view of Fluttershy seeing, in responding waved at her with amusement. The sudden motion broke her from daydreaming, with a bit of blush and focusing back at her own teacher. Ignoring the bit of anxious she earned from that.

At least in the end of freshmen year, as she tried to remember in fonder terms, with Bulk Biceps, it was just a phased. Dated; up only a little bit before falling out the next year and for the better, for them of both. He seemed happier with Junebug, again, for the better to what she seen in passing through the short time to now. Fluttershy would never change her mind and liked where things were going now, even if her friends did not agree to a point, it was her life. She was going to make the best of it.

Around midway of teacher's overlaying detail of lilies that are found on some winter ponds. The bell finally ranged. With a somewhat dramatic sigh the teacher gave, stated before anyone left their desk, the paper listening for projects would be found on the billboard by the door.

"If you don't like or just feel to switch out, be sure to speak with another and compromise before coming to see me. Have a good day everyone." The teacher called out to everyone, as they headed for the door, some slower than others, and vise-versa.

Fluttershy taking her time, rechecking to if everything was in place in her side bag. Noticing she didn't need to stop by the lunchroom, and could just head back to the library for some pre-notes to work on, and practice mock questions with a bother.

Sparing a moment to ask the teacher, in hopes on some extra credit, if anything to be on the safe things, nerves already did wonders on the once mental security net.

"Fluttershy, you are worry over nothing. You're one of my best students, and I mean it. Just study the best you can and do your best on your project. Alright, you have this under control, okay?"

"Yes, Mr. South Pole jitters that's all it is." Fluttershy answered back, unsure still, but with smidge resilience to it.

He gave a smile, rolling his eyes a bit, ushering Fluttershy a bit out the door. Patting on her back for only a moment, urging her towards the billboard, glad to see the billboard still in place, swearing last year was horrible, smiling still strong for Fluttershy to have a little more faith in herself.

Fluttershy gave a sigh and looked to the billboard, shocked a bit, to seeing what she feint was with Giardino all'italiana/Persian gardens.

"Ah, umm, Mr. South Pole, is, is, that a t-typo?"

"Nope, Fluttershy, this is how I think you'll do in my class. You got a nature talent, aim big kid, so I'm giving you the chance. As I said before, you can change it, I'll be a little down about it, but it is your choice, see me tomorrow if you want a change." He told her, soon heading back inside his room; clearing up for the next class after the break is over, calling out. "Good luck, Fluttershy."

Unnoticed the terror that painted on Fluttershy's face; just was close to a panic attack, but took as many deep breathes she needed, legs buckling each time. Unknowing she was walking at the time, too dazed to even give a comment to Mr. South Pole.

Very much just hugging the walls, before finding a lone wall up, hallway bench that was thankful open, in a hall that surprising not that fill with students, leaving only to bang her head against the wall behind her, leaning into, thinking of what to do.

"Oh . . . what to do now, studying is mad enough as it is what to do?" Fluttershy muttered to herself, banging her head a few times against the wall, planning and panicking at the same time.

Jumping right up, matching quickly through the halls, getting to the library. Another place that is a tad quieter, this place wasn't right place to think. Able to get by, luckily not running into anyone, entering through a different door of the library, that seemed to be the most crowed.

"Oh drat."

Before even bothering to leave, she was pushed in by some larger bodies, one of them was Thunderlane. Who turned back to see her, leaning against the door, eyeing one of the aisle or maybe to the computers, maybe just sit and think.

"Fluttershy, hi, sorry I didn't see you there." Thunderlane said, in an indoor voice, walking up to her. Giving a welcoming look to her, when they both eyed each other, soon asked. "Do you have any idea of what Miss. Amira has planned for history class; I'm still in the dark myself."

Fluttershy looked away, feeling too clamed up to say anything, out of term really.

"I-I-I can't s-say really, she's a really b-bold woman, w-w-we-western euro Asia m-media is likely b-be a wild area."

Thunderlane shook his head in understanding.

"Yeah, that could be it. Want to study together?" He asked, pointing to where he going to head, before seeing her, adding. "A second option of seeing things never hurts, right?"

She shook her head.

"Can't, I-I promise to . . . umm, help . . . I'm looking for . . . Night Stripe!" She squeaks out, rushing off before Thunderlane could say anything back. Leaving him a bit stun, yet soon, he found him off seating with his friends, hoping to get something done, yet he still ended up looking for where Fluttershy ran off too.

So glad to get away and really wasn't lying, when seeing the mute boy from last week, reading, minding his own thing and not to those round him. Lacking a name tag this time, as he leaned to his right side more, using his shoulder to keep his head up as he read a rather slender book, one hand holding a page to turn soon, while another pencil tapped against the table near a unwritten pad, lost in thought.

Sneaking into a spare seat, in front of him, placing her bag on the table next to her, opening it and grabbing a book at random but luckily one she needed to study. Scrabbling to get her notebook and something to write as well, finding only a pen, but it was something.

From the angle Fluttershy could see, from the book he was reading, made her face frown. Leaning in, she pointed to something on the hardback Night Stripe was reading, hushing her words lower that she didn't know could do, even before now, she so quiet, Night Stripe had to lean in as well, when seeing her.

"Just times the first two numbers, while zero is still zero, it would end up being?"

Night Stripe held up four fingers. Really hoping it was right; sadly Fluttershy shook head, keeping an urging smile in place, coping his way of answering, but with both hands, to answer with nine fingers.

"Close, but the first, first numbers. You're not wrong when answering the next question. Got it?"

He gave a nod, noting it down on his pad; shoulders now a little relax compare than before. Turning back a page, pointing to it and to Fluttershy and back to what he wrote down.

"Right, good job . . . have you been on this one for awhile?"

He shook his head, placing down his pencil and having the pad turned to other pages, showing smudged places from past pages, having rolling eyes, looking up to what is above him, with a heavy sigh.

"Not a fan of math, huh, yeah I get it too."

Half his body, mid waist up, rested on the table; face down, with a huff, soon nudging his face to see Fluttershy, purely bored.

"Finals suck, you got that right."

Night Stripe sat up back straight, gathering his notes back together and getting back to next problem to solve, flicking his pencil at her to her work, just soon going back to his work.

"Science . . . big two chemistry test. One's going to be a mock test, of what we learned from just a few months. Than the big next a few days after it . . . at least the teacher was nice enough to do that."

He rose his hand to his head, tapping his temple and then to her, giving a smile. Eyes glancing at her work, having the smile grow an inch more.

"I might be smart, for homework maybe, testing is something of a whole another story."

He fists bump his chest near his heart in understanding, with a nod, getting back to work. Fluttershy followed suit, feeling a little relax now to study, glancing up again to see Night Stripe able to answer his work paced up more than before.

"Night Stripe, are you doing anything after school?"

His head snapped up a bit, shocked she spoke again, breaking his train of thought. Having a pounding moment to think, shaking his head, tilting it later, than shook his head.

"Free?"

He nodded, soon gave a rise eyebrow, sending a single to Fluttershy.

"I could help. I remember taking this in grade school. I know all the easy steps; there was something my mom taught me when I got stuck sometimes." She responded, with some glee, unusual boastfulness even it was just above a whisper, yet not long later, be soon it did return back to a whisper. "And yes, it's a bit silly. But I promise it will help. So, umm . . . I'll be quiet now."

Night Stripe only kept a grin, shaking his head, trembles in the shoulders from a silent laugh. In a way of seeing it, that he didn't mind.

Swirling his hand for a moment, before going back to his work, waiting for Fluttershy to think over, very surprise her work without looking while she wrote down notes, reading the book she pulled out.

"I know this great place at the park. The weather is really nice now and it would be great to get some sun. Vitamin D helps a lot, soaks the brain cells with enough charge, just enough for memory enhance."

He gave her a confuse look.

"Umm, so I heard anyway."

He gave a shrug. Taking a moment to flip to a different page, writing down something, when it looked right, ripped it, handing it to her.

I will meet you at the entrance after school. There is a slight chance I could be late, learning is one thing, and then there is the lockers. But after that, we'll get a bite to eat and head there. Sound like a plan?

"I could meet you at your locker; my last class is ways away from the locker halls, so by the time I get there. You'll be ready?"

Night Stripe thought it over and nodded that idea was good and could work. Gesturing the paper for him to write where his locker was, and once she was holding it, the bell that lunch was now. Fluttershy was able to gather her things and round over to the other side of the table to stand next to the still seated Night Stripe.

"Are you heading for lunch now?"

He shook his head, pointing elsewhere.

"Skipping meals is not good for anyone."

He gave her a frown and sad eyes, in saying he knew, it was just bad timing. Looking away, assembling his things, careful and paced, and soon was standing up as well.

"You can eat with me. I normally pack too much and have Rainbow Dash or Pinkie eat the rest. This will save the hassle and you need it." Fluttershy stated the last part, when eyeing him, seeing by method male young adults his age; Night Stripe was on the thin side, healthy but thin.

His only reply back was a shrug, it wasn't anything new to him, coming so grown to hearing it now. Fluttershy got all that, just taking in the small motions he did, as he stood before her. Last one, was how he placed his bag strap on his shoulder, watching it sag more than it should have, yet it looked unnatural of a sight.

She held out a hand for him, who didn't reach out for it, pouted a bit grabbed his that wasn't holding his bag, pulling just a bit.

"Come on, we don't even need to head there, we could just eat outside and let are minds just relax until later. So what do, oh . . . umm, say to it?" She ended meekly.

Smoothly he removed his hand from hers, having it end up near his neck to rub in thought, looking away. Splash of light blush was under his goggles lower rims, that bolded more of his small slant nose, while the lips formed in a thin line. Unsure as ever, flustered even more so, yet it was something of a reaction for the other to see.

Fluttershy choose not to say anything about the blush, why should she on being that bold of motion, for she was nothing like Pinkie Pie who would have, and very likely, loudly stating that discoloring on his face. So she stood, with stillness for his reply, happy enough that he would at least think it over.

He gave a nod, holding his arm out for her to lead the way, a smile in place. Unsure it was, but still, he meant it. In soon following Fluttershy just a few steps behind, sparing to push in his chair, meeting up with Fluttershy as they left together, not minding the pair of eyes looking their way off in the far distance away, unable for them to see, and far from being able to give it away.

"Thunderlane, let's go, I'm hungry."

The words made the eyes blink. Rising from his seat, stuffing his things into his bag, roughly pushing in his chair. Only than sparing a moment to speak out.

"Yeah, I'm right behind you."