Living my life one day at a time, spending most of it at school for most of the year. Life was fairly simple for me; I get up, shower, study, go home, play video game's, sleep. When I wasn't following this every day, I was focused on weather phenomenon. Though, I suppose it was a boring hobby.

You see it every day on the news, how the weather man screws up on his daily predictions. It's quite funny to watch social media blow up at his or her predictions. Always complaining that it was supposed to be sunny, but it rains. It's clear out, but instead a thunderhead hovers menacingly overhead. I can't blame them for being wrong most of the time, weather on earth has always been trolling since year one. All us humans can do is prepare for the worst. Thanks to my knowledge of how weather works, I usually don't get caught up in any storms or heat waves, but one day. I did.

It was just an average day: I woke up and checked my pressure meter, thermometer and humidex at my window and dressed accordingly thinking that it was going to be sunny. Went to school and did my classes then went home only to stop at the store to pick up pop and a bag of chips.

Paying for my loot, I notice that black clouds formed during the duration of my quick stay. Hoping that they stay dormant until I get home, I was hesitant to leave the store knowing that wasn't going to happen. I grunted when the rain began to pour in heavy sheets and went back in to ask for an extra bag to use as an umbrella.

Halfway back home, I lost my makeshift umbrella to a sudden gust of wind. Annoyed I kept trekking kicking myself in the ass for not being prepared like I usually am. As I crossed the last street, my house in sight and drenched to the bone. I saw a sudden streak of purple lightning blast throughout the sky. "Wow," I thought as I stared upwards watching the rare occurrence that doesn't happen often, but it didn't feel right.

It stopped for a moment, then started up again, but the new build up of static was right over—me.

"OH SHIT!"

*SNAP!*

"What happened to me?" I groaned lifting myself up from the uncomfortable stone I was lying on.

I looked around as my vision began to clear from an uncomfortable sleep. There was sand in every direction. Was I in a desert? How did I get here? I thought scratching my chest— my round chest.

"Why are there two lump's where they shouldn't be?!" I screamed in a very high pitched feminine voice.

"My voice," I choked feeling my throat noticing that I was missing a bulge.

"No," I gulped placing my new delicate hand on my crotch feeling nothing. "It can't be," I begged to the creator of everything, but when I slid my hand in my shorts touching a soft taco. It was worse than I thought.

"Noooooooo!"

What the hell happened to me! I was a guy now I am a girl! Where am I? Why is this happening to me! I just learned how to use my thing!'Were the thoughts that played over and over again in my mind as I tried to keep calm and assess the situation, but it was a losing battle. With the new change of body also came with the biological part of it. I wasn't able to stop myself from crying and curl up into a ball in the middle of a desert, like a girl, wanting my most prized possession back.

After bawling for a little while, I decided to become more familiar to my new body knowing that this wasn't a dream, but I would need a mirror and water. I chose to walk north by following the direction of the sun's path. Where ever I was, this wasn't funny. Walking for what it seemed like hours, the thought of shade in the scorching heat became more prevalent, then a miracle happened. Overhead a cloud formed protecting me from the sun. "Strange," I thought, realizing that my nightmare has just jumped on the crazy train.

After walking in the scorching heat beaming up at me from the reflective sand, thirst made me start thinking strange things. "This was a dream, it had to be! How else would I be a girl! I bet that I can fit a zucchini in my new canal like a pornstar!" I mumbled with delusional fits of laughter. I spun around underneath my cloud walking backwards and spotted something following me. In the distance was a caravan of some sort, but instead of other humans on them, there are techno-colored ponies! "I'm going insane," I chuckled with an eye twitch.

I kept my distance from them knowing that if I met them more crazy shit will happen. Licking my dry lip's, water became a must find and soon. I looked up at my cloud and mocked the idea that I could create more for a water supply. Chuckling some more, I thought of a song and began to whistle it to the best of my ability. Letting the familiar tune of the song of storms leave my lips. I noticed dark clouds form above me. Scoffing at them, I intensified the song turning my whistling into the best ocarina I could make.

When the song ended, lightning flashed across the sky and a heavy downpour of rain, similar to the thunderstorm I got stuck in walking home from the store. I opened my mouth letting the fresh water hydrate my dry body. Thirst quenched, I laughed at how insane this all was. I laughed sending tornados at the pony caravan and watched them get blown miles away. I laughed pointing my hand up twirling my finger creating a twister right over my head.

"SHOCK ME STORM! I DARE YOU! AAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

SNAP! SNAPSNAPSNAPSNAP!

"Fuck... me," I said eating the wet sand.

*SNAP!*

"Y'all know what this thing is Braeburn?" the sheriff said pointing to the thing lying on a blanket in a beaten wagon.

"Not'a clue. I reckon it be some sort of, Diamond dog with the wolf ears on its head," Braeburn replied.

Braeburn and the Sheriff scratch their heads trying to figure out where the caravan found this creature. It wasn't like anything they have ever seen! The creature was mostly a gentle tan color except for its cute silver hair covering one eye, the wolf ears, and long fluffy tail, also silver. What strikes them off from determining what the creator off was its azure blues eyes and its seductive yet young figure.

The caravan leader told the pair that they found it in the middle of the desert wet and its armor destroyed. The pegasi of the group said that it was almost impossible to get close. According to the caravan, there was so much static around the creature that they were shocked when they got to close—some were even launched several meters from the lightning that erupted around it.

"What should we do partner?" Braeburn asked the sheriff.

"Not'a clue Braeburn. I don't think even Princess Celestia would know what to do?"

"Should we wait for it to wake up and ask?"

"Might as well, but I reckon it will freak out when it wakes up, and I don't want near it to know what it feels to be zapped like a bug."

"Eeyep, to that," Braeburn agreed.

Braeburn and the Sheriff brought the wagon with the sleeping creature to Appleloosa's prison and locked the creature and wagon in a modified wooden cell and sent a letter to Canterlot eggheads to ask what the hell the creature is.

I sat at the back of the class fiddling with me pencil as I wait for the bell to ring. Being the first one done in everything has its advantages, but those fall short when all you can do is nothing but watch the hands of the clock tick by as slow as a snail. It also didn't help that I was the loner of the school, though, I liked being alone to myself unbothered by the stupid gossip of the teen world.

I knew I was dreaming, but for how long, I don't know. Each time the clock ticked four pace's forward, it ticked back five. Time here was an endless loop, always repeating. It didn't help that I was the only one in this blank classroom with just one desk and one whiteboard. What was I supposed to do in here? There was no door, nobody else, and no internet.

I spent most of my time watching the clock tick back very slowly, counting how many minutes it would take for an hour past when it never showed. Well, it did, but only backward's. For what it seemed like year's, my dream finally decided to get interesting. And by interesting, I mean batshit insane.

A midnight blue door opened up by the white board revealing a colorful vista of nature and fauna. Not being fooled by the lie, I got up and walked to the whiteboard and drew a key. When the key was finished, it popped out of the whiteboard like magic. Key in right hand, I closed the door with my left and locked it. The door as I predicted disappeared and a note appeared on the whiteboard.

Congratulations! You passed the test. Please have a safe trip home and see you next time! <3

The ground underneath me vanished as soon as I finished reading the note. With quick thinking, I found the initial source where the ground was collapsing like lego blocks from the far corner of the room. Instinctively I ran to the only thing that I thought wouldn't fall, the desk. I ran as fast as I could jumping over a hole and landing on the desk and waited.

I waited for a few seconds listening to the last of the floor fall into the black abyss below. Surprisingly, I wasn't falling to my death in my dream, but hovering in place. Realizing that I beat the whiteboards trick. I looked at it with a cheeky smile sitting comfortably on top of my desk, waiting for a reply.

Hmpf, you got lucky.

"So, what do you want?" I asked the whiteboard.

"Well, let's see. For starters, I want to break you, take you out of your; cool, calm, and secluded nature. As a reward for beating my test's, you get to keep your ability to control all aspects of weather. As for my motive ...you will have to beat all twenty-four of my test's without failing. When they come, you'll never know."

"Okay then," I yawned. "See you next time Whiteboard of doom, but what do you mean by, weather control?"

"You'll find out when you wake up. Bye bye!"

"Wait!" I shouted before the whiteboard disappeared and the sensation of falling appeared. I looked down and saw that I was falling towards a shed of some kind, but. When I tried to react to the new situation.

I hit the ground.