Hey Guys!

So, I've literally wanted to write this for AGES! So here it is thankfully! :D

Clover covered her head with her pillow as a cutting alarm went off. The first day of school. Hurray.

Clover lay there for a few minutes, too lazy to even turn of the alarm, before growing annoyed by the shrill noise and sat up and switched of the alarm.

Clover walked over to the dresser and pulled a brush through her bed head. When her mane didn't look like it had been attacked by a pack of timber wolves, she walked over to the dresser to fetch her saddle bags, when she noticed a dark green coat.

Clover stared at the garment, tempted to put it on before realising that the guards outside were probably told to take the coat of her. She snorted before slamming shut the wardrobe. She tipped her books in her bag, before marching down the stairs, shoving some carrots in her bag for lunch and grabbed an apple for breakfast.

She slipped her bag on, and marched out the door, locking it behind her. She trotted down the drive and to the gates where she noticed no guards stood. Clover didn't find this strange. They probably were only there for her arrival, and then went off to guard someone more important.

That was before she heard a small commotion outside the gate. A rather disgruntled guard pushed himself through the gate, carrying a small bundle.

"I apologise your highness," He bowed "But a small group of reporter ponies are outside."

Clover audibly gulped before saying,

"What should I do?" She asked nervously.

He passed her a bundle, before adding

"Put this on and act very surprised," he replied in a hushed voice.

Clover almost laughed,

"Do I need to act?" She thought

She slipped the garment on, and walked out behind the guard, to an incredible scene. There were at least 20 ponies with cameras and notebook shoved in her face, before she could breathe out a word. The guards shoved a few of the more persistent ones back before Clover shouted,

"What is going on here?!" she said loudly

The crowd fell silent, until a voice said from in the crowd,

"I think we have the wrong house boys."

The next few minutes were ponies shuffling out of the way, and mumbled apologies. One of the guards turned to her and said,

"I would get used to that your highness," Before hurrying the rest of the reporter ponies along.

Clover stood there for a few minutes before she started again to trot down the road. It took her 5 minutes before she reached the end of the cloud avenue, and she slipped of her coat, and took off into the sky.

She flew around for a good 15 minutes before finding the school. She looked at the bell tower to the East of Cloudsdale,

"Just in time," she thought before landing in a more secluded area, and slipped her coat back on. She trotted up to the double doors and cautiously pushed it open. To her left was a desk with a grey mare, working as a receptionist.

She wandered up to the desk, before she looked up and said,

"Ah, there you are, you're in room 23 class 10WMZ, of you go." She handed her a map of the school campus and a timetable before returning to her work.

Clover stood still for a moment, before quickly walking through the halls of the school keeping her head down. She eventually reached room 23, and hadn't yet run into any pony. To Clover, a good start.

She let out a shaky breath, before knocking lightly on the door, and walked in.

The room was filled with lounging ponies, flying paper aeroplanes, and shouting. Clover walked carefully up to the front desk, and stood there awkwardly.

She looked at each of the ponies. In one corner, a group of colts sat throwing a football (English) around, and a group of giggling mares sat staring at them. In another, a group of ponies sat talking and chatting, whilst another sat 3 colts playing a board game. From what Clover could see, it was Empires and Manticores. Scattered throughout the room sat friends chatting with each other.

Finally, another older stallion walked through the door, and the class immediately settled down. He had a dark brown mane with flecks of grey, and a slightly lighter brown coat, and looked over at Clover, then back over to the class, before saying,

"Good morning class, as you can see we have a new student with us today," Clover watched as the class looked at her, then up to her horn, gaining some curious stares.

"So, what is your name?"

Clover looked over to the stallion before opening her mout-

Suddenly Clover was no longer on her hooves but lying behind the teachers' desk, with a dark blue blur on top of her. Clover sat up rubbing her head, whilst what was a blur turned into a dusk blue coloured colt, with a darker blue mane.

She heard a grunt from the teacher as he pulled up the colt, and said

"Fellfall, if you are late again you will be in detention. Do you understand?" He said in a somewhat exasperated tone.

"Yes sir," He said quickly before being released were he went and sat with the other 3 colts which were playing Empires and Manticores earlier.

Clover got back up on to her hooves, and the teacher asked again

"Your name?"

"Clover sir," she stated

"Well Clover, I am Mr Bouroughs, please come see me if you have any problems. However, if you have any injuries I subject you see matron." He scowled slightly in Fellfalls' direction.

"Take a seat there," He said turning to the board.

There was one free seat, next to the blue colt, and Clover could have growled at the pony, but instead she pulled out her books and seated herself behind the desk.

The next 50 minutes were a lecture on the weather formations above different cities and towns, and taking sheet after sheet to write on. Soon a bell went from the corridor, and every pony started to pack up. Clover opened her bag, and using her magic shoved her books unceremoniously into her bag. She pulled out a timetable the receptionist had given her, and decided that finding her way over to that room wasn't such a bad idea.

She trotted quickly out of the room, into a pretty much clear corridor. She wandered down the corridor, looking at each of the rooms, before she heard a shout from behind her.

She turned around to notice the blue colt that crashed into her running towards her. She groaned but turned around, before saying

"Yes? What is it?" she said quickly

He stopped panting slightly, before saying

"Sir asked me to show you round," he said out of breath.

Clover sighed. Damn teacher.

He held out a hoof.

"Fellfall." He introduced.

"Clover," She said unsurely, taking his hoof and shaked it.

"We're lucky you know." He said "We're getting out of Biology,"

" I've got games after Biology." She stated grumpily, looking at her timetable.

"Me too!" He said excitedly

Clover looked incredously over to the colt, before saying,

"You like games?" She had only known guards to like games.

He flapped slightly off the ground saying in a dreamy, but serious voice,

"Yeah! I love aerial sports the most though, can't do any of the cloud based ones." He seemed to grumble something about girls only going for the football team, but then asked,

"So, what can unicorns do then? Do you have magic school and stuff?"

Clover was surprised, he seemed generally curious.

"Well, yes I guess. We have normal schools like here in Cloudsdale, but we have specialised schools in magic, and other talents." She finished with a dismissive wave of a hoof

"So what's yours?" He asked

"My what?" Clover asked frowning

"Talent of course!" He did a lazy somersault

Clover paused. What was her talent? She could do magic, but what else?

Fellfall broke the silence by saying,

"Ok, how about your cutie mark?" He asked quickly

Clover snorted out loud before chuckled

"I've been asking about that for years!" Before covering her mouth with a hoof, but not quickly enough.

"Ok let's see it! Maybe I could help," He turned his head to look at her flank, and Clovers mind started to race, looking for anything to distract him. She noticed a slight fleck of red on his under mane.

"What's that?" She pointed at his mane, glad of the distraction.

Fellfall recoiled slightly, brushing his mane back out of sight, mumbling about colour inheritance. He quickly recovered by telling her about how the vending machine at the end of the hall was faulty. Fellfall landed and asked her happily where she would like to go next, when the colts playing with the football in class sauntered up to Clover. They appeared to be quite muscular, compared to Fellfall.

The ring leader, a large yellow colt with a red and orange mane leaned down and said with a crooked smile,

"So you're the unicorn everyone's been talking about, eh? I'm Buck, and this is Toran and Belf," He pointed at the grey and purple colts behind him who gave her a leering smile, "And what's your name?" He leaning in slightly as he said it.

Clover heard Fellfall pique up next to her,

"What, not listening again Buck? Or don't you have the memory for names." He growled slightly.

The stallion turned to him and sneered

"Oh, your hanging out with the weasel, come on, we'll show you round," He winked walking away

"I don't think she wants to go with you."

Buck turned around marched over to Fellfall, who suddenly cowered at his bulk. He slammed him across the corridor, and pressed him against the locker.

Clover couldn't help it, she shouted at the large colt,

"Put him DOWN!" Her horn starting to glow involuntary.

Bucks two lackeys marched menacingly over to Clover as Buck raised a hoof to strike the blue pegasi under him saying,

"Or what? You'll spark your little horn?" He laughed

Clover charged at the stallion, and hit him with a bolt of sparking light. Buck went flying off of Fellfall, smoking slightly, as the two other colts went to his aid. Clover stood between the two ponies, waiting for another blow to come.

"Yeah, you might say that," She said through gritted teeth. Her horn was glowing more strongly now, as she felt power rush through her. Buck stood up, and looked like he was about to charge at her before saying,

"Bad choice unicorn. Bad choice." He turned and marched away, his two minions scampering behind him.

Clover panted slightly at the excursion, and faced Fellfall with a worried expression. Fellfall, appeared to be fine as he stood up shaking himself of. He looked down before he said in a depressed tone of voice,

"I'm really sorry Clover, I really am," He kept his mane covering his eyes.

Clover couldn't believe her ears! He was sorry? For what?

"Why?" She asked straightening up slightly.

He turned and raised a hoof at the sky as if he was cursing it.

"I've made your life hell!" He kicked a locker, and winced. "Buck will make it his mission to make you pay, you know that? And it's my fault!" He ended angrily.

"So?" She ended shortly.

"So! You won't have any friends!" He said worriedly.

Clover stopped, feeling a pang in her chest. What would the Princess say when she found out she didn't make any friends? Clover shook her head, dismissing the thought entirely.

"I don't care; I don't want to be friends with him." She shuddered.

Fellfalls ears perked up at this, and lifted up his head.

"You don't?" He asked earnestly.

Clover openly laughed.

"I just fried him! Do you even think he'll let me!?" She said incredously

"Well I guess he wouldn't," Fellfall said in deep thought, rubbing his chin comically.

The two ponies laughed, and Fellfall pointed out the window to another building.

"On with the tour?" He asked.

"Defiantly," Clover grinned.

Ok! Really long chapter for not updating, but PLEASE tell me whatcha think, cause I've been working on this for a while now :)

Seeya later, remember to R&R!