“Come on dude. Get up! You’re gonna be late for biochem.” I shook my friend. He just grunted and turned over. “Dude! You can’t be tardy one more time or you’ll get a detention.” He finally moved. Rolling off the bed and onto the hard rug floor.

“What’s the point of biochem anyway? Huh? Learn to dissect a frog? With your mouth! Last time I got blood all over my face.” By now he was at least to the bathroom. Our dorm was small, and modified to fit two ponies. But it would do. If my friend didn’t leave EVERYTHING on the floor.

“Why couldn’t my parents enroll me in Cloudsdale High School? Lazy bastards.” I could hear him in the shower complaining as usual.

“Dude that place is expensive. Like 5,000 bits per year! That’s alot.” I tried to reason with him, but he just kept complaining. I sighed and told him I was going to my first class. I had Social Studies first like two hours. We were learning about who conquered who, and who gets what land and the revolutionary war bullshit. The only thing good about Social Studies is our teacher is awesome, and lets us use our pony-pods in class. Unfortunately for my friend Squirt, he had biochem first hour which was like listening to an escaped rapist teach about life lessons.

“When will this be over!” I slapped my face onto my desk. I looked up at the clock. Only fifteen minutes left. Next hour I had P.E. Which was even easier, because I was the only “fit” pony in my class, except for one pony. He always wanted to outshine EVERYPONY he could. He ran backwards, and still passed everypony today. But I had a plan. When he came around the track I stuck my hoof out and tripped him. Hey fell backwards onto his back. Everypony laughed at him, but he got all mad and accused somepony else. I just giggled as he tried to act tough. But like usual my friend wasn’t so lucky. He had math after biochem. Math is ALWAYS boring. ESPECIALLY the teacher. We did some research on her one day, and found out she’s been to therapy several times for attempted suicide.

“Well next class is my favourite!” I said walking to the far wing of my school. Down here was what I call the “awesome hall.” This was because down here we had wood-shop, technology, and music. I am a boss Dj. So next hour I had wood-shop. I heard rumors that the teacher cut his hoof off with the big saw in the back. But luckily today we were only making boxes. The only dangerous thing was the hammer. I once hit my hoof square with it. It always hurts like hell when you do stuff like that. But once again my friend wasn’t so lucky. He had P.E. You might wonder what’s so bad about that. Well he’s a Pegusus. They have to do like fifty million laps around the school. And that is tiring. Lucky for me I’m a Unicorn so I can do so many things without using my hooves.

“I have lunch after that. And so does my friend.” I said happily trotting to the table we always sit at. He usually didn’t show up until late into lunch. Which gave him barely anytime to eat.

“So how was your classes?” I asked him with a pathetic smile.

“Gay. Gayer than crap. First hour I got blood all over my coat. Second I was yelled at by the teacher for eating my homework. Third we had to do 50 laps around the school, and then we went to the weight room.” He sighed and put down his lunch box.

“Come on dude. It’s not that bad.” I tried to cheer him up, but failed.

“For you it’s not! You get all the good classes.” Just then a friend of mine came over. Her name was Rainbowdash.

“Hey Rainbow! What’s up?” I asked her nicely.

“Oh hey Frostbit3 and Squirt. Everythings good in the neighborhood. I had P.E. third hour, and got the new record for push-ups!” Rainbow was an athletic pony. She trained hard everyday with her dorm room-mate Gilda.

“How many this time?” I asked.

“146!” She looked proud of her accomplishment.I looked at Squirt.

“Hey Squirt. Don’t you have class with Rainbow?” I asked.

“Ya. I do. As well as math class.” He hated math.

“Hey you did good out there.” Rainbow tried cheering up Squirt. But it failed. Then the last of our friends I knew showed up. It was Ditzy Doo. I also knew Pinkie, Applejack, Rarity, Flutterhsy, Bon Bon, Lyra, Vinyl Scratch, and Octavia. But they didn’t have this lunch.

“Hey man. Last class today is your favourite right?” This always worked. My friend’s last class was music. I as well had it. Both him and I had mares in there we liked. Alot.

“Heck ya! She’s in that class.” He said romantically. Drifting off into space. Just then the bell rang, and it was time to got to the final hour of the school day. This was always my favourite. Due to one fact. My future GF was in there.I can imagine it now, Her and I. Djs for life. It was then that I realized I was almost to class. I went inside. My friend wasn’t there yet. But he soon came racing in behind me. The teacher here didn’t care what you did as long as you got it done. But today we weren’t doing anything. So. For days I planned on trying my luck with HER. I grabbed all the confidence I had, and walked over to her. She sat at the far end of the class. She always listened to music whenever she could.

“Um.. Hey Vinyl. I just wanted to ask. If you have ever heard of,” I paused. Everything in me was telling me to say the band. I prayed and said. “Skrillex?” I knew then that I ruined it all. I didn’t know what band she liked, or what music she liked. But as if the gods were watching my luck turned. Her eyes lit up, and she put on a huge smile.

“Skrillex is my favourite!” She said. “Hey ever heard of this one artist called Tech N9ne?” I knew she as well was afraid of people judging her by the music she listened to. I knew the artist, and liked him as well.

“Ya!” This was going amazingly. Way better than I had expected. So I pulled my next move and sat down next to her.I could tell that she liked me as well.

“Oh by the way my name is Dj-Frostbit3.” Shit. I said the wrong name. My real name was frost and my last name was bite. But instead I said my made-up name. But once again my luck prevailed. She laughed and said this.

“Cool. My name is Dj-Pon3.” She smiled. “Are you a Dj as well?” This is when I knew we were perfect for each other.

“Ya.” This was it. The only reason people knew me. “I am the honorary Dj for the school dances.” I smiled. She gasped.

“Wow. I’ve wanted that job since I was here.” She looked down at the floor. This was my chance to indirectly ask her out.

“Well. If you want you and I can Dj together at the next school dance.” This was perfect.

“Really? That would be awesome!” She looked at me. I looked at her. She closed her eyes and moved in close. I did the same. We met. Our lips together. In a deep kiss.

“I MUST know what dorm you’re in.” She said. I was so happy right now.

“I’m in dorm 143. How about you?” We were totally in love.

“Strange. I’m in room 150. Were in the same hallway!” She looked at me again, and tackled me. Kissing me all over.

“Oops sorry.” We both chuckled.

“I’ll see you tonight. How about that?” She asked. This was so amazing. I then stopped.

“One question. Who’s your room-mate?” Maybe This could work.

“Octavia. Why?” I stopped. What would it be if my luck was so good that me and my friend’s crushes were in the same room.

“This is too amazing.” I said.

“How?” She looked puzzled.

“My room-mate has a crush on your room-mate.” I let out to much.

“That’s perfect!” She yelled. “My room-mate needs a BF, and your room-mate needs a GF. Were is he?” I looked around. Then I saw him next to Octavia talking.

“Well. Looks like they’ve already met!” I said pointing over to the two. Squirt noticed me and Vinyl. This got Octavia’s attention as well. Vinyl quickly began making out with me again. I could tell she was trying to impress Octavia. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Squirt smiling at me, only to be interrupted by a sudden kiss from Octavia. I could tell we both enjoyed it.

“That was amazing!” He said after class. We were back in the dorm. He could see me frantically cleaning up the place.

“Dude! Ya gotta help me clean!” I said throwing a pile of garbage onto him.

“Why? It’s not like they’re coming over.” He said brushing off the candy wrappers.

“They are dude! Vinyl and Octavia are coming over in like.” I looked at the clock. “Soon!” This got his attention. We both started frantically cleaning the room. After about half an hour of cleaning, and throwing away garbage. We heard a knock at the door.

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