(Play Living In A Dream by Finger Eleven for mood(ish))

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"ZzZZzZzzzzzZZZ..."

"...VRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR-"

"Ah! W-What the...buck?"

My ears began to ring at the unknown noise that was to my left, buzzing and vibrating like an insect with a missing wing. An insect, that was about to get squashed if it kept vibrating like a maniac! But, I didn't even have the energy to rise up out of my bed, let alone rise my arm to shut the alarm off. I began to ignore it until I remembered something that happens if you don't turn it off, and it was something that I haven't really listened to in a while.

Music.

The song that was set to play was older one that I used to. In fact, it used to be one of my favorite songs that I played in my free time, either on my guitar, or for fun. It was the band, Breaking Benjamin. I only had one or two of their songs, but their music had a depressing vibe to me ever since I started to really listen to their lyrics, which didn't inspire me to get any of their other songs. The two I had were called, "I Will Not Bow" and "Unknown Solider", which was the one set to play in 20 seconds if my alarm isn't turned off. But I didn't really care anymore if I heard it or not, after all, it's just music. Poems with a melody.

Just as if it was on a timer...which actually it was...the song began 20 seconds later. The song began with the sound of a helicopter zooming past overhead, then after a few seconds, some Drop D tuned guitars rang in. Then after that the singer came in, and the rest was verses and choruses. Actually, after hearing the song again, I began to like it once more. The lyrics made sense, and the guitars, basses, percussion, etc. fitted the song nicely. That actually was one of my biggest pet-peeves, whenever musical harmony wasn't synced or matched good. Breaking Benjamin had a good idea though, on how to NOT make that an issue, which is why I liked the band.

Finally, as much as I liked the song and wanted to listen to it more, I had to get ready for school. Ugh...why did school have to ruin every good thing? Just called "life" I guess. I finally reached over for my vibrating, rock playing phone alarm and turned it off. At this moment, I began to slowly open my eyes and sit up, my back still sore from that darn fall...or whatever that was I took when I came to Earth from Equestria. But nothing a stretch couldn't fix up. I heard the little cracking of my spine as I tried to reach the ceiling. After that, it felt a little better, and allowed me to move freely out of my messy bed and toward my bathroom so I could get ready for the day.

Coming downstairs for breakfast, I looked on my counter to where another note from my mom lay, waiting for me to read it. I walked over to it and picked it up, seeing it wasn't as long as the earlier ones. I read out loud once again:

Dear M,

Hope you slept well.

Sorry I'm not here, I had to run out early to meet the house expert to see if the house I'm going to buy will be in top notch.

And the man I told you about asked to meet me for brunch, so I just had to say yes to that!

Well anywho, just thought I would let you know.

Since all this is going on, I might not see you as much as before, I'm sorry.

Just know I love you always! :)

Mom

Hmm, she made it sound as if I was going away for a long time, or she was just giving me a nice reminder, which was calming to think about as I poured my orange juice into a glass.

After breakfast, I grabbed my bookbag and opened the main door to find out that the sunrise ahead of me was visible, and the temperature was actually on the warmer side. I smiled a bit as I felt the cool gust of breeze blow through my wet hair from my shower, and through my blue sweatshirt as if mother nature was tickling my stomach. And since it was so nice, I decided to blow off the bus and ride my bike. Besides, it gave me much more private space and time to talk to Celestia, Bowie, and the 6. I needed it pretty badly too to be honest, because when I tried last night to say goodnight, nopony responded, which had me a little worried. I hope when I try again, I'll be able to hear their voices...

I grabbed one of my towels from the garage and went to wipe the morning dew off the bike when a familiar voice came into my head.

"Lonestar! Lonestar! Please, can you hear us?!"

It was Twilight, and she didn't sound to well. She sounded as if she were...overwhelmed.

"Hey Twi! How are you?" I said out loud, a smile on my face to hear the purple unicorns words.

"I'm not to well Lonestar, you need to know something..."

I stopped wiping the dew off my bike and got a concerned look on my face, looking ahead at the sunrise.

"Oh? What is it Twilight?" I asked in minor suspense.

"Listen," She began, her voice still in that overwhelmed tone. "We just heard your message to us that was supposed to be heard last night, a few minutes ago. In other words Lone, we are losing connection to you. We're using Rarity's magic now too! We are out of ideas. Please Lonestar, find your element soon, or else we cannot talk to each other anymore under our power!"

Oh no...

"Oh no, I-I'll get right to it Twilight, thanks for telling me."

"My pleasure, please hurry." She said.

I then heard a click, which told me the call ended.

Great! Now they were losing their power for me! They were using their magic to be able to contact me whenever I wanted to, which must have been a lot of work. Ugh, why is that I had to run down and ruin everything!

I sighed, picking up my bike, and beginning to pedal down my driveway, which lead to the road. It was like driving blind though, because I kept staring and thinking about what Twilight told me, that I was now using poor Rarity's magic too?! Wow...I had to apologize to her now too. Plus the fact that now my deadline for my element was even closer! And if I didn't find it in time, I couldn't go back! Ahh!

Riding, thinking of solutions, and concentrating on how to capture an element wasn't a very wise idea to do while on a speeding bike. And unfortunately, I had to learn that the hard way. Coming down a hill, my bike began to veer on the right side of the road, which was where rows of mailboxes were lined up. I was looking down though, beginning to see the black pavement turning into gravel...which meant I either had to turn my bike quickly, or brace my head for impact...

I tried option 1, which got me absolutely nowhere, but in a roadside ditch. Apparently my brain thought it would be fun to turn even more right, instead of left. My front tire slammed into the ditch, which made me and my heavy bookbag fly over the handle bars as if I were a ragdoll. And since my bookbag was on my back, I flew an extra few feet, which didn't feel good.

I lay there for a little while, processing in my head that I just wiped out into a ditch. How humiliating. And, when I tried to stand up again, my leg began to cramp, making me bend it. The pain of the charlie horse spread through me like a virus, and man was it painful! But I had to deal with it, because the school bell was going to ring soon, and I wasn't even half way there. I limped over to the bike, which was ever more dirty now, and pedaled as fast as I could, heading toward school once again. Good thing there weren't any mailboxes on the next road...

A few minutes later, I finally arrived at the schoolhouse. Same old sights were seen as I parked my bike on the bike rack. People waiting for the crossing guard to let them cross the main school road, seniors and juniors hanging out at their old, beaten up cars, and kids were giving each other the stare-down as they entered. Seemed pretty normal to me. But something was feeling weird in the pit of my stomach, or as if something really really bad was going to happen that I wasn't prepared for. Like another bully session? A pop quiz? No one to sit with at lunch? I wasn't sure, but the feeling felt real strong. So I braced again for the school day, hoping that the feeling was just from the bike crash.

Boy, was I wrong...what happened that day would change my life...

forever.