BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

"Uhhhhhhhhhh I don't want to get up!" I groaned as i hit the sleep button and slipped out from under the covers. "I fucking hate Mondays!" I groaned as threw my clothes on, skipped breakfast, said goodbye to my grandmother and, drove my moter cycle to school.

My friend Brandon Garretson was waiting for me when I arrived.

Brandon is about the same height as me with short black hair and weighed at least one hundred and nighty pounds.

"What's up man?" He said grinning.

"Nothing much just woke up what about you?" I replied.

"Same ole same ole you know." he said in a sarcastic tone.

I knew why he had that sarcastic tone, it was because I was wearing my deal with it shirt that had Rainbow Dash with shades and a ball cap on the front.

"Fuck you and do what my shirt says asshole!" I said only slightly irritated.

He raised an eyebrow in mock shock and said, "Okay I get it your pissed I'll shut up jeez, snappy much?"

"Sorry but you know I get enough crap as it is." I said still irritated,

"Yeah maybe if you would have kept your mouth shut about your fandom then you wouldn't have to kick someone's ass every other day to shut people up." He stated flatly.

"I know but after beating the hell out of three guys at once you think they would shut their big mouths for at least a day or two." I replied equally as flat.

The day went on as usual. First period science, second math, third reading, fourth history fifth physical education, followed by a lunch of baked chicken, chips, and a fruit cup. Then sixth career prep and, seventh family wellness which was my favorite class because I could be as random and perverted as I wanted to be.

The rest of the week went the same as always same bullshit schoolwork, same boring as hell classes, same question boring its way into my head, "When in the hell will we actually need this crap in a real life situation?!"

Then Friday came.

"Hey man hurry the hell up before I drag you by your jacket and force you to take all that crap to the cabin, I mean honestly how long does it take to put your stuff in a freaking locker," I said with patience (Or rather lack there of.) that would make Rainbow Dash say damn.

"Well unlike some people I don't feel like dragging a forty pound backpack around all the fucking time." He replied surprisingly calm, (Which for him is completely out of character.)

"I guess I am stronger than you if you cant lug one of these around all day." I said dangling my bag mockingly. I always carried my backpack when im at school for one simple reason. I. Hate. Lockers. They take too long to open, someone's always pushing you when your trying to get it open, I just genuinely hated lockers.

"Shut up and lets go already." He said slaming his locker.

"Bout freaking time man." I mumbled incoherently.

We piled into the SUV with my other friend Cheyenne Hooper.

She had bright red hair that reached right below her shoulders and more freckles than even Twilight Sparkle could count. She was about five foot nine inches tall (Same as me.) and at most weighed one hundred twenty pounds.
"What took so long guys?" She said with a bored expression.

"Well Mr. Slow As Hell here couldn't get his stuff in his locker fast enough, and then he walked so slow we were passed by and old man on a Segway." She laughed at my smartass attitude I always get when I'm impatient.

"Oh shut up and drive dickhead!" He spat in a venomous tone.

"I'll drive when I drive, got it jackass!" I spat back.

"Oh shut the hell up before I have to break a foot off in both your asses!" Cheyenne yelled in in order to shut us up.

I grumbled and started the SUV. After leaving the school parking lot we stopped at the gas station and grabbed some snacks and twenty bucks worth of gas.

I was guzzling down a MTN. Dew and munching on a Zero bar, while Brandon was drinking a Starbucks coffee and eating a Slim Jim, and Cheyenne had chosen a Pepsi and some Pop Rocks.

About half way there I turned on the radio and the first thing I heard was a voice just like Pinkie Pie's high pitched voice yelling "RUN! Turn back while you still ca...." Then there was just static that slowly faded into Ain't no rest for the wicked.

"Okay that was officially fucked up!" I said in genuine shock.

"Yah it must of been a mixed up frequency with another radio station." Said Cheyenne. (She always was the voice of reason.)

"I guess that makes sense." Brandon agreed.

"Well whatever it was you guys need to shut up so I can listen to this." I replied while turning up the music to full blast.

"No there ain't no rest for the wicked, until we close our eyes for good." I sang along to the song.

The rest of the ride was uneventful. We arrived at the cabin as the sun was setting (It struck a surprising resemblance to the cabin on Evil Dead) and we quickly unpacked and turned on the TV. The first thing that came on was Pinkie Pie singing Smile Smile Smile.

"Dammit cant you find anything better to watch man?" Brandon said disgusted.

"No because this is one of my favorite episodes and you sir can go suck one if you don't like it." I said and shot a evil look at him. "Besides if you would just watch it you might enjoy it."

He shrugged and said fine and sat down next to Cheyenne who was trying to just sleep through it.

We watched about four episodes and passed out from exhaustion from the long trip.

Everything was black and all I heard was Pinkie Pie saying "Oh no no no no no. I told you to turn back but you didn't listen did you? Of course not, no one ever listens to me."

When I opened my eyes I was on top of a hill.

"What the hell? Where the hell am I?"

I tried getting up on my feet but I couldn't stay balanced and fell on all four hooves. "Wait a sec hooves! Holy shit what the hell happened to my feet!?"

I looked at my back and saw a pair of wings. I tried looking for my cutie mark as well but it was no where to be found.

Then I looked around at my surroundings and saw a mountain with a city on the side and mumbled, "Canterlot Castle?" Oh sweet Celestia what have I gotten my self into?"

Author's Notes:

Sorry I cuss a lot deal with it. And the school scenes actually happened, weird huh? And before someone asks why we're in a truck its because it's Friday at that time not Monday and you need to pay more attention when you read lol.