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I awoke, to loud chirping of birds outside my window. A groan escaped my lips, as I tumbled over to the side of my bed. I untangled my legs from the sheets, and stumbled to my feet. Crossing my room, I headed into my bathroom, and turned on the faucet in the tub. I removed my undergarments, and discarded them off to the side of the tub.

I stepped into the lukewarm water, letting it douse my long pink locks, making them stick to my back. My body was now covering in goosebumps, as the water cascaded down my body, to the bottom of the tub, and into the drain. I lathered & rinsed my hair, then repeated with my body.

I stepped out of the tub, grabbed the towel off the hamper, and dried my body. I picked up my yellow bra, wrapped the towel around myself, and walked into my room. The sunlight peaked through my window, which I opened, the cool air flooding into my smothering hot room.

Roaming through my drawers, I picked a yellow pair of underwear, a light green knee-length skirt, and a yellow v-neck wool sweater. I pulled the underwear up, and hooked my bra. I checked the clock. 7:20am. Crap. I grabbed my signiture pendant, a pink butterfly necklace, and hooked it on. I grabbed a brush, and yanked it through my hair, hoping to look somewhat presentable today.

I pulled my skirt up, pulled the sweater over my head, and grabbed socks. In a jiffy, I was ready to walk out the door, toast in hand and bookbag on my back. I hugged my mom goodbye, kissed her on the cheek, and was heading towards my bike. I chomped the toast quickly, then put my helmet on and sped off.

I was chaining my bike to the bike rack when I saw a crowd form towards the steps. I hurried over, and pushed myself through the crowd. That's when I saw a jock kicking someone in the stomach. I rushed towards him, hugging myself, bracing for impact. He stumbled, but quickly recovered. He gave me a look, before shaking his head and walking away. The crowd quickly dispersed, sending me snarls and groans in complaint.

I dropped to my knees, pushing the hair out of the victim's eyes. A groan escaped his lips, blood trickling from his nose. I reached into my backpack, and got a tissue out. I dabbed his nose, the tissue quickly soaked in the red liquid. Ushering him to his feet, I wrapped my arm around his shoulder, and he placed his on mine. We wobbled inside the building together, and I headed towards the office.

"Is he going to be okay?" I asked the nurse, who was reading off a paper. She was mumbling to herself, "Discord...he's always pissing people off."

"Pardon?" I said, leaning slowly towards the paper, trying to scan it. Discord, Sophmore, Spanish III, Health, Drawing, P-

"Nosey..." The nurse said, and ushered me out of her office.

I walked towards the main office, and stood in front of the desk until a cherry headed assistant walked into the room. "How may I help you?" Her voice was velvety, and instantly calmed me.

"Yes, please. I'm new here, and I would like to be pointed in the direction of my first class?" I mumbled, hoping she could hear me.

"Why, yes. Of course, dear." She extended her arm, and curled her hand in a grabby motion, so I placed my schedule in her hand.

"Hmm...First period Spanish III, eh? I was a Spanish student, also. Soy la señorita Jubilee. Yo soy el niño de diez consejero. Encantado de conocerte, Fluttershy."

"Lo mismo para ti, la señorita Jubilee." I smiled, proud of how much Spanish I'd recovered.

"Very good, Fluttershy. Now, if you'll please follow me, I'll show you to the foreign language / foreign affairs wing of the school." And with those words, Ms. Jubilee whisked me away, towards my first class of the day.

"Everyone, I'd like to introduce you to Fluttershy. Fluttershy, can you tell us a bit about yourself?"

"Uh. Uhh..." I mumbled, tugging at the sleeves of my sweater.

"Go on, speak up sweetie."

"Well, I moved here because my parents got divorced. I love my new house, because the yard is filled with flora, and the woods around are filled with fauna. It's beautiful. I love to go on walks in the woods-"

"Will you can it, already?" A deep voice yelled from the back of the room. I felt my face turn bright pink, and I bowed my head in shame. "O-okay.."

"Colt, that will be enough out of you, or I shall see you in my office, do I make myself clear?" Ms. Jubilee's velvety tone snapped into crystal clarification. I snapped my head up, to see Colt's reaction. He glared at me with intense brown eyes.

"That's good, Ms. Jubilee." Ms. Cheerilee said, nodding to the counselor. Ms. Jubilee smiled & waved at me, nodded at Colt, and left the room.

"Okay, Fluttershy, you can sit...Over there, third row, next to the empty seat." Ms. Cheerilee said, motioning at the general area while staring at her clipboard. I took a seat, allowing myself to get slightly comfortable.

I got out my binder, and started taking the notes from the board and copying them onto my paper. Soon, I was doodling in the margins, and pondering about Discord. He was so strange, so silent. While we were on our way to the nurses' office, he kept flickering his maroon eyes at me. I could feel him looking at me, and I could feel my face flushing.

I had zoned out, and hadn't noticed Ms. Cheerilee opened the door, to reveal no other than Discord himself. I let my jaw gape slightly, and quickly shut it. He strutted towards me, and I felt my face turn beet red. The worst part is, he hasn't said anything yet.

He sat down next to me, and took out his book. I stole looks at him, and realized he wasn't reading the book, just looking at it. I squinted to see what word he was rereading, and he snapped his head towards me, his hair twirling with his head. His dark brown locks were down to his shoulders, and were slowly swishing as he breathed.

He grunted, and raised an eyebrow. "S-sorry, Discord."

"How do you know my name?" He hissed, eyes darkening, an expression I've never seen before taking over his face.

"Oh, oh I'm sorry. I'm sorry..." I mumbled, pulling the sweater sleeves over my hands. I felt tears well up in my eyes, and I turned my cheek to the wall so he wouldn't see me crying. I put my head down into my arms, and hoped he wouldn't notice that my breathing was off pace. This was going worse than I ever thought.

"Hey..." He said, tapping my arm. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be so rude to you."

I looked up, swiping the lines of tears off my cheeks. He attempted to smile, but it ended up being a smirk, wolf-like grin. I felt my face turn pink, a small smile replacing my upturned mouth. I giggled slightly, covering my mouth with my sweater sleeve. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.

"And that, class, concludes our World History lesson for today." Ms. Cheerilee said, just as the bell rung. "Don't forget to do your Biology, Spanish, and Algebra homework!" She called out, mostly to the people who had already left. I approached her, and she looked up from her clipboard, smiling. "May I help you, Fluttershy?" She asked, in a sugary sweet tone.

"Yes, please. I was wondering if you could explain the box-and-whisker plots to me again. My old school didn't review them much, just expected us to know how to make them." I said quietly, handing her my algebra homework. She scribbled something onto my paper, and handed it back to me.

"That's a very resourceful website, Fluttershy. I'm sure it'll explain it better than I can," Cheerilee smiled, and hopped off her stool. "See you tomorrow, Fluttershy. Have a good evening." She said, her heels clicking as she walked to the back of the classroom.

"Yeah, you too," I called, and turned to leave. I headed towards the main lobby, when I saw Discord ahead of me. I smiled, and sped up to catch up with him. Out of the corner of my eye, though, I also saw Colt, pushing with his friends. I picked up a few words, and Discord was one of them. Colt started barreling through the crowd, towards Discord. I rushed forth, and pushed Discord out of the way. Colt slammed into me, knocking me back into the wall, and I lost my balance, and slipped down the stairway. I felt a snap, and everything went black.

"Is she okay?"
"Oh em gee, is she bleeding?"
"Back the hell away!"
Someone pushed everyone back, her voice raspy.
"You okay, sugarcube?" Another voice asked.
"I've read, that when you're unconscious, your conscious mind still comprehends your surroundings," said a third voice.
"Ooh, ooh. She looks hurt!" A hyper-active voice said.
"Oh my, that looks quite dreadful. Maybe we should take her to the infirmary?" I heard a fifth voice, who had genuine concern dripping from every word.

I fluttered my eyes open, feeling a oozy of a headache coming on. I saw four figures standing above me, and a fifth one kneeling next to me, holding my hand. I saw a sixth figure push through the tight circle of friends above me.

"God, Fluttershy. Why did you do that?!" Discord exclaimed, kneeling next to me. He pressed his palm to my neck, which made me flinch. "My bad," he said.

"Discord, go away! This isn't the time to be meddling with her, she's hurt because of you!" A girl with purple hair and streaks said. She pushed him away, with the encouragement of everyone around us. I quickly sat up, and tried to stand, but a cowboy boot blocked my path. I heard Discord fleeing from the scene.

"Woah, sugarcube. You need to stay still-"

"No! Just leave me alone!" I said, my voice cracking. I stood abruptly, and pushed through the crowd, following Discord. I had to talk to him, and now.

I grabbed hold of his backpack, and pulled him backwards, so he would stay in place. "Discord, please talk to me." He turned, glaring at me.

"You told them a lie, didn't you? I thought you were different, different from the rest. I guess not." He yanked his arm away, and stormed away. I felt defeat rising in my throat, and tears welling in my eyes.

"Hey, Fluttershy!" A deep yet familiar voice behind said. I spun around, to see Colt wheeling my bike into the road. "This yours?"

"NO!" I screamed, running towards him, pushing him away from my bike. I shoved him back,and started punching him harshly in the shoulder. "You're just a big bully, Colt! Leave! Me! And! Discord! ALONE!" I screamed, the final punch knocking him over. I heaved, forcing myself to breath. A crowd had formed around us, without my awareness. I came back down to Earth, and noticed everyone glaring at me. A murmur rippled through the crowd, and a deep and slow, "Flutterpyscho!" chant was forming. I backed away, quickly picked up my bike, and pedaled away, the echo of 'Flutterpyscho' in my head the entire ride home.