After Gym Class, Spike made his way to his next class, which happened to be the drama class, that was interesting to say the least, he was never really one to be interested in that sort of subject. And that's just not due to the fact that he's a boy mind you, but it's mainly because he never had the chance to try new things, especially ones most males aren't inherently know for, but it did peak his curiosity on how it might go down, so he continued his walk. As he passed by, he tried to avoid looking at any of the other girls he passed by. He then felt something enter his right pocket, taking it out, he saw that it was a note. Reading the note, it said:

'Call Me. 455-9784. XOXO.'

Turning around, he saw that the one who put it there was a high school senior girl with an ample bust and butt, she licked her lips and blew him a kiss as she walked away, swaying her hips on purpose so that he could see. Gulping, he started to power walk through the hallway to get to his next class, as if it was intimidating enough to have female classmates who were all about a foot taller than him, but they were all flirting with him.

Little did he know, he was being watched. From a shadowy part of a separate hallway, three other girls, their images concealed by he shadows, were observing him with lidded eyes. Ever since the news of an actual boy attending their once all girls school came to them, they had been covertly spying on his every move. At first, they merely wanted to see if this boy showed promise or was some immature pig, but from what they've seen, this younger male instantly caught their shared interest. He was young, that was a good point, and yet that made him more attractive.

"Aw, he's such a cutie!" one girl said with a bubbly tone.

"When are we gonna approach him already? I'm itching to have that little stud for my-I mean, ourselves." a second voice impatiently asked. One could tell she was starting to get bored from all this standing around and not acting.

"Patience, you two." a commanding voice eased. "For now, we will only watch. But don't you worry girls, we'll dazzle that little boy yet. it's only a matter of finding him when he's alone." she said with a sly tone.

Soon enough, he arrived at his next class, the drama room. Opening it, he was greeted with the sight of all the other girls, most of them resembled what you would expect from girls that were raised to be prim and perfect, who act like the way a gentle, well behaved, and civilized lady should act. However, that didn't stop them from being flirtatious little minxes. Evident by how when they saw the only boy in their class, they took a bot more... questionable positions. One girl raised her leg across the other, hoping he would get a brief look at her panties. Another put her arms under her beasts to make them stand out more, Spike averted his gaze from this, yet still couldn't stop at peaking at least once, mainly because everywhere he looked, there was a girl trying to gain his attention.

"Yoo-Hoo~! Spikey-Wikey~!" a familiar voice called. He saw that it was Rarity, who was beckoning him to sit near her. Since she was the only face he recognized in the whole class, he went over to her and gave her a hug.

"Rarity, I am so glad to see you." he said in relief.

The fashionista blushed up a storm when Spike wrapped his arms around her, then sighed dreamily, clearly enjoying the physical contact between them. "Oh, it's so great to see you too, Spikey." she returned the hug. "But please tell me, what has you on edge, darling?"

"Well, I think it should be obvious." he pointed to all the other girls sending him winks and lidded eyes.

Narrowing her eyes, Rarity put her arms on Spike's shoulders in a protective manner, sending a death glare at any girl that would try and snatch her little Spike away from her. It disgusted her, those girls thinking Spike is just fresh pickings for each of them to grab their hooks onto, she will rip apart anyone who thinks they can just take advantage of his cuteness. "I see. Come now, don't pay them any attention my dear, now is the time for learning."

"Hello, my wonderful students." everyone turned to the teacher if the class, and Spike widened his eyes as soon as he saw her. She was as tall as Principal Celestia, the woman had a slim, curvy hourglass figure that made her look like one of the supermodels from a few magazines, her very essence screamed out "alluring", her breasts were a big H-Cup, and long slender legs to boot. She was wearing a white dress and black heels. Her long hair was colored light magenta with white streaks and her eyes were a pale, violet color with her eyelids having purple eyeshadow.

Spike only had one thing to think.

'Beautiful.'

"Hello my little students."

"Good morning, miss Fleur De Lis." the entire class responded, except for Spike who kept looking at Fleur as is she were an angel.

The incredibly attractive teacher took notice of Spike and her eyes lit up and a hint of red was present on her cheeks. "Ah, you must be our new student. Spike Drake, I presume."

"Um, yeah, that's me." Spike nodded, snapping out of his earlier stupor.

"Well it will be quite a pleasure to have you join us, you cute little thing." she cooed making him blush. "Now class, this is a new school year. As such, a new beginning to learn the art of the theatre, most of you have probably read your fair share of Shakespeare plays, but now we will learn to act out the scenes, learn the ways of expressing our emotion." she pulled out various books and handed them out to each of her students. They were all English books based on literary elements and other well known paly novels. "Now for today, I have taken the liberty in creating my own original scene. I'm gonna need two volunteers. Let's see..." she browed through the class to find her two temporary actors. "Rarity and Spike."

Rarity clapped her hands excitedly. "Ooh! Come on Spikey, we are going to have so much fun." she took his hand and together, they both walked up to their teacher who had scripts for both of them to use.

"Now listen up you two." she advised as she handed them the two scripts. "The scene I have prepared for is that of a happy couple living in their apartment building. You two have had a wonderful and healthy relationship so far, and all seems well, but there is one problem you must face. Sunny Flare, that's your cue." she told to one of the girls in the class.

The new cast member was as tall as Rarity and had a well endowed figure with same cup size as her as well, she had moderate cerise colored eyes that glistened in the sunlight, her hair was mulberry and had raspberry highlights, it also had a sun hair clip in it as well, she walked up with an air of superiority and as she made her way to the front of the class, she sent a wink to Spike, making Rarity narrow her eyes.

"Spike, this is Sunny Flare." Fleur introduced. "Other than Rarity, she is one of my top students. Sunny, allow me to introduce our first boy student." she gestured to the boy.

"It's a pleasure to meet you." he offered his hand.

At first, Sunny looked doubtful, but then smiled as she shook his hand. "Good manners and poise." she noted with approval. "The marks of a true gentleman." she complimented.

"Thank you." Spike smiled at the praise.

"Now Sunny, your part is that you are a friend of the girlfriend, yet you find yourself attracted to her boyfriend and you shamelessly flirt with him whenever the girlfriend is gone and he his all by his lonesome." she motioned for Rarity and Spike to take a seat. "Now you two are discussing what do for next week's date night."

Spike and Rarity silently agreed for Rarity to say the first line, she had been here longer than him so it made sense for her to start things out for them. Clearing her throat, the fashionista prepared for her line. "I dare say sweetie, I was thinking perhaps we should meet Adam and Eve at the mall this Tuesday."

The green haired boy cleared his throat. "That sounds fun." he replied, reading the papers. "By the way, Sunny Flare texted me about coming over soon. Said she wanted to talk." she told him. Said girl was ready to enter into the next scene. "Too bad though, I just remembered that I was gonna head into the store, pack some groceries." she got up and walked out of the classroom, but peeked back in to see exactly what Sunny Flare would do.

Said rich girl walked in with an air of superiority and flashed Spike a somewhat flirtatious look and wink that mad him blush up a bit. She sat next to him and readied herself to begin the next scene by closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. Opening her eyes, she adopted a sly expression along with half lidded eyes focused solely on the green haired child. "Well hello there Spike." she crossed her one leg over the other.

Spike blushed when he saw a brief shot of her panties. "Um. h-hi there Sunny. Rarity just left, so now it's just us." he said with a weak chuckle.

'Adorable.' Sunny looked to her paper and then faced Spike with a sultry expression. "Yes. Indeed." she tip toed her fingers to Spike's arm. "Just the two of us, all by our lonesome. Tell me Spike, do you ever think about looking for a new girlfriend?" she asked with innocent eyes. She sent Rarity a sly look that made the purple haired fashionista grit her teeth in silent fury.

Spike's eyes slightly widened. "A new girlfriend? Why should I do that? Things are going great between me and Rarity."

"You say that now, but it pays to have any backup plans in case things get sour between you two." Sunny Flare leaned in closer and gave him a kiss on the cheek that practically had Rarity steaming with intense anger over her fellow student being so forward with HER little Spikey-Wikey, her teacher on the other hand was quite please with the performance of her students.

"Bravo! Bravo!" the French teacher clapped her hands in delight and approval. "Excellent work children. Great commitment to your parts. Rarity, darling, you can come back in now, we're just about done, the three of you can go back to your seats." she instructed and they did so. Thus, she addressed the classroom. "Now my pretty little darlings." she especially looked at Spike's direction, making him blink. "Let me just say that it is so wonderful to see most of you again, I simply can't wait for our spectacular new year. I have many plans for this year. Which brings up another subject, I am sure you girls will be delighted to hear that the Fashion Design Club is holding sign-ups for anyone who's interested in joining up. Now then, onto the lesson."

And so, Fleur De Lis continued on with the class, reciting quotes from a few well known playwrights such as Shakespeare and did a few history reviews on said playwright's history. It wasn't long until the clock was starting to signal the bell for them all to go to the next class.

"Okay students, that will be all for today. See you all tomorrow."

Spike was putting his books in his book bag and noticed that the very girl who acted out a scene with him, Sunny Flare, was approaching him. "Hello there, Mr. Drake." she politely greeted with bedroom eyes.

"Hi. Sunny Flare, right?" she nodded. "Well, you don't have to be so formal with me. you can just call me Spike." he told her rather bashfully.

Sunny giggled. "Sorry, it is a force of habit. I must say, you are quite polite and very gentlemen-like. I honestly didn't expect that from the only boy in this school. No offense, I assure you."

"It's okay." he shrugged. "I can't actually blame you for that."

Things took a sudden turn as Sunny Flare leaned in a little close on his desk, giving him a clear view of her slight cleavage which made him instantly blush as a result. "I was especially impressed by your acting with me, for someone who seemed to e fairly new to acting, you were satisfactory. It makes me wonder what other hidden talents you have, little boy." she poked his nose.

"Ah-Hem!" a very angry voice cleared her throat to get both of their attention. Both turned and saw Rarity looking over them with a scowl and folded arms.

"Rarity." Sunny Flare smirked challengingly and went back upright and puts a hand on her hip. "Sorry for ignoring your part in the performance, you did nice work I guess." she said that in a way that obviously showed that she didn't really mean it at all.

The fashion designer rolled her eyes. "Thank you for the compliment Sunny." she dryly said. "Now may I ask what you're doing with Spike?"

"What's the matter honey? I'm only trying to get to know our adorable new schoolmate." she said in an annoyingly innocent manner that didn't convince Rarity in the slightest. "You're not jealous are you?" Sunny Flare feigned being surprise.

The purple haired girl's eyes couldn't stop twitching and was seething at the other girl. "Me? Jealous? Perish the thought. I just wish to say goodbye to my good friend Spike."

"Well then, I won't get in your way." Sunny Flare turned to Spike with a sultry look. "Until we meet again Spike~." she flirtatiously winked and blew him a kiss and walked away, swaying her hips.

The green haired boy gulped a little.

"Ugh! The nerve of that girl!" Rarity scowled before turning to her little friend with a concerned look. "Spike, I do hope she didn't make you too nervous."

"Oh no." he waved it off. "Not that much." at least that's what he wanted her to believe. Inside, he was sweating bullets at her flirting.

His friend thankfully bought his act, guess he was better actor than he thought. "That's such a good thing to hear." Rarity breathed a sigh of relief. But even so, if she or any other girl gives you any trouble, be sure to talk to me about it. Same with the girls."

Spike smiled. "Thanks Rarity." he said. "That means a lot."

Before more could be said between the two of them, their drama teacher called out to her only male student. "Spike, could you please stay for a bit?"

"Okay." Spike turned to his friend. "I'll see you later Rarity."

"Very well. Ta-Ta Spikey-WIiey." she leaned down and planted a kiss in his cheek and walked out of the classroom leaving Spike with his teacher.

Hoisting his book bag on his back, Spike walked up to the drama teacher. "What do you want to see me about, Ms. Fleur De Lis?" he asked.

The stunningly beautiful and well endowed young woman crossed one leg over another and outs her chin on her hands, almost inspecting her young student. "I just want to get a much clearer look at you, mister Drake. I must say when the school's principals told me about the inclusion of an actual boy attending this school, I was quite surprised. Even more so now because look at just how cut you are!" she squealed like a little girl as she softly pinches Spike's cheek, mildly embarrassing him.

"Heh. Thanks." he scratched the back of his head. "Hey, is it okay if I ask you something?"

"Well don't be shy my dear ask away."

"You look kind of familiar." he told her. "I think I've seen you somewhere before but I just can't put my finger on it."

His teacher softly giggled, from what he could tell, it looked like she was blushing up a bit. "Oh my, well this is slightly embarrassing for me. I guess I should have guessed you would see those kinds of magazines. But I'm not offended in case you were wondering, I'm actually quite flattered."

Spike rose an eyebrow. "What?" he questioned.

"Well you see Spike, I tend to have a separate job from my teaching career. I know you'll most likely find this hard to believe, but sometimes I pose for modeling magazines." she blushed a little for sharing this piece of information, especially with a student of hers.

"Modeling magazines...." that's when it finally hit Spike on why his drama teacher seemed so familiar, back in the day, his uncle would show him...books that he said would 'help him in the stressful journey that was puberty', at least hat was how his uncle would put it. And now that he thought about it, Fleur De Lis truly was in those books. He stared wide-eyed at the woman who found his expression adorable. "No way. You're a model?!"

"More like part time model." Fleur De Lis clarified. "But in some manner, I guess you could say that." her smile then turned into a sly one. "This must be memorable for you Spike, finding out that you're in the presence of a known model, I can only imagine the wild fantasies that must be going through your head right now." she placed her arms under her breasts, making them bounce a little.

Spike's face went crimson red. "N-No! That's not true!" he waved his hands. "I mean, yeah this would basically make all my friends back home jealous, but I don't think about stuff like that! Well, not all the time at least."

"Darling please, I'm only just teasing a little." Fleur reassured him with a kind smile. "Sorry but you're just too cute. Now run along now Spike, you wouldn't want to disappoint your next teacher now would you?"

"Right, of course." he walked off and out of the classroom door, leaving the woman alone.

She puts a hand to her chest and felt a slight flutter. "Oh my. It's been a while since I felt like that." she smiled. "A student teacher romance. How daring..."

The next class on the list was a music class. Spike smiled at this, he rather enjoyed listening to music, he didn't really have any preference, in fact he likes just about any kind to be honest, though he had to admit, he's always been partial to rock and roll or techno. The music room was nearby the computer room and thanks to the tour his friends gave him, it was fairly quick for him to find it. As he walked in, he was unexpectedly hoisted up and was given a big bear hug from his hyperactive friend, Pinkie Pie.

"Hey Spike!" she cheerfully greeted. "Are you taking this class, too?! Please say yes, because that would be super duper amazing!" she cheered at the thought.

"Well, I'm here aren't I?" Spike smiled. "So you take this class too, Pinkie?"

His hyperactive friend nodded her head rapidly. "You bet I do! Music is one of my favorite things to do, other than cupcakes, parties, alligators, music, ice cream, balloons, music, and candy!"

"You said music twice." Spike noted.

"You bet I did." Pinkie replied.

At that moment, Spike and Pinkie Pie heard the loud noise of rock and roll music being played loudly, they turned and saw a girl about Pinkie's age and just as busty, her hair was a wild and long light pistachio color with pale green and lime green streaks. Her eyes were amber colored with arctic blue eyeshadow on her eyelids. She pounded her hands on her desk as she bobbed her head to the music that was coming from her headphones that completely covered her ears, she was oblivious to the dirty looks her fellow students were giving her due to her disrupting the class. Curious, Spike walked forward to the rock fan.

"Um, hello?" he asked.

The girl couldn't hear him as the volume was too high, so he was oblivious to anything around her. Spike waved his hand in front of her face. Fortunately, it was enough to get the girl's attention. She looked to Spike and grinned wildly, she took off her headphones and pulled Spike down to her level. "Dude! You have got to hear this!" she placed her headphones near Spike's ears which allowed him to listen to the loud music.

"Um, I don't know if-" he paused as he listened to the catchy tune of her music. "Huh. That sounds pretty good." he admitted.

"Tell me about it!" she agreed with a voice that matched the volume of the music.

Pinkie Pie skipped over and pulled her friend back up. "Oooh! Spike you made yourself a friend!" she clapped her hands in excitement. "Allow me to introduce Lemon Zest." she gestured to the rock lover. "Lemon, this is my good and friend and our newest classmate, Spike."

Lemon Zest actually stopped listening to her tunes as soon as she registered Pinkie's words. "Hold on a second, you mean you're our school's first male student?" she asked him, wanting to make sure.

"Yes." the green haired boy replied.

The rocker's face formed a wide smile. "Woah! That is awesome bro!" she shook his hand with a little to much force for his liking.

"Okay class, settle down." the sound of their teacher was heard and everyone sat in attention. Spike's eyes slowly widened as their teacher came into view. She was just as attractive as Fleur De Lis was, her rack size was a G-Cup that he couldn't help but stare at a little. Her hair was cobalt blue with azure streaks in it, the color of her eyes was a brilliant amber along with blue violet eye shadow. Her attire consisted of purple boots and pink pants, while her top half was covered with a white sparkly dress shirt.

Spike took a minute as he instantly recognized his music teacher.

'SAPPHIRE SHORES?! he though with pure amazement.

His eyes did not deceive them, right before his eyes was none other than one of the most famous pop stars in the country, Sapphire Shores, in the flesh!

"Good morning class." the pop singer addressed her class and took notice of Spike's stupefied look which made her smile and giggle. "And of course, to you as well." she winked.

Pinkie placed her hand under his chin to close it before flies could get in.

"That's Sapphire Shores." he whispered to Pinkie."

"I know." she whispered back.

The singer/music teacher cleared her throat and looked at the group of teenagers. "Welcome students, to another school year, I will be instructing you in the art of music." she gestured to the entire room. "As you can see, this room has enough instruments for us to use. Please, feel free to search about, see what fits in to your style."

With her giving the okay, everyone started to browse to see which instrument seemed more up to their speed. Spike looked around, there were so many that it was hard to choose which one. His thoughts were interrupted when he jumped in surprise by the sound of an electric guitar, he and the class turned and saw Lemon Zest rocking out with the guitar expertly.

"Oh yeah, now this is more my speed!" she grinned.

The sound of a snooty scoff got her attention. Next to Lemon was a girl with a D-Cup rack size with mulberry yes, her hair was neatly groomed and was colored dark gray with a light tint to it. She was holding a large cello and had her hands covering her ears to block out all the noise. "Honestly Lemon, I had hoped that during the summer you would have chosen a much more cultural choice of music."

The lime green haired girl rolled her eyes. "Lay off, will ya Octavia Melody? Not my fault rock and roll isn't boring like the stuff you play?"

"I'm sorry, boring?" Octavia was somewhat offended by that remark. "I have you know classical music is both soothing to the soul and it brings a little class." To demonstrate, the cello playing female began playing her instrument with tender care, the melodious sound was indeed quite calming and it was impressive how good she was playing it. Once she stopped, she sent a smug grin to the rocker. "See?"

This time around, oud dubstep music filled the room, as everyone looked to see a girl with a pair of E-Cups, her hair was wild with a blue color along with cyan stripes, her eyes were concealed by purple shades. "You both have sweet styles, but I got this beat down!" she boasted.

"Again with the beats, Vinyl Scratch?" Octavia had to cover her ears again,

"Actually , all three of you are awesome at playing those instruments." Spike spoke up.

Octavia reacted by blushing at the praise. "Well thank you. Nice to finally have a gentleman in this school. "Your name is Spike Drake, yes?"

"That's right."

Vinyl nodded in approval. "Oh yeah, you're that new student. And you're the first boy in this joint too, I gotta say that is wicked."

Spike blushed a bit. "It's no that big of a deal."

"Hey Spike, look at this!" he turned to Pinkie was for some reason, she had on an assortment of instruments on her entire being. From a drum, a few trumpets, and even a harmonica, she had them all. "What do you think?" she asked, hoping that he would say something nice.

Spike raised an eyebrow in confusion. "Uh Pinkie, you do know that it would be completely impossible, right?"

But the green haired boy's logic wouldn't deter Pinkie in the slightest. "That's what people say, but I'm gonna prove them all wrong!" she declared.

Shrugging it off, Spike decided not to question it any further, knowing full well that trying to instill logic into Pinkie Pie was a lost cause. The green haired boy continued to brows through the collection of instruments and eventually, found a big piano set. No one but his parents and friends know this, but he happens to be very gifted in playing the piano, but is kind of shy about playing in public, but figured since the rest of the class was too busy looking for their own musical tool, they wouldn't bother. Spike sat down on the bench, took a deep breath, and placed her fingers on the keys.

It started out quiet and soft, until Spike subconsciously started to paly a little louder, getting he attention of his classmates and teacher. They found themselves drawn to the enchanting sound of the piano ad were astounded by the boy's impressive skill as he continued playing, it was amazing that someone so young could play the instrument so expertly and beautifully.

Once Spike was finished, Spike heard the sound of faint clapping and looked around to see everyone clapping their hands in awe and amazement. He didn't realize until now that he was playing a little too much and rubbed the back of his head bashfully. "Th-Thanks." he blushed,

"WHOOO! ATTA BOY! THAT'S SPIKE! HE'S MY FRIEND!" Pinkie boasted to the others.

For the next minutes, class was coming to a close. "Bye Spike, I'll see you at lunch!" Pinkie waved goodbye.

"Later Pinkie." Spike replied. Before he could get up, a pair of hands placed themselves on top of his own, much to his surprise. Looking up, he saw that it was Lemon Zest, who was giving him a sultry look that greatly unsettled him. What was up with all these girls giving him that look?

"Nice work playing that piano, little man." she complimented with bedroom eyes.

"I-It was no big deal."

Lemon Zest started to massage her his hands, furthering his nervous emotions. "Your hands work pretty well on that thing, wonder what else these little piggys are good for."

Outside in the main hallway, Pinkie felt a tingle in her leg that went up to her spine. "Ooooh...." she shivered a little. "I haven't felt that in a while." she then glared dangerously. "That means someone's flirting with Spike."

"Um, don't you think you should get to your next class?" Spike suggested.

"Whatever you say." Lemon shrugged but whispered in his ear. "But I want your hands all over me." she went off, making sure Spike was looking at her butt by swaying a little.

Shaking his head to get rid of some thoughts, he made his way to his music teacher. "Excuse me, but are you really THE Sapphire Shores?"

The woman chuckled a little. "And here I was thinking I was putting a good performance. Indeed honey, your eyes do not deceive you at all."

Spike took a minutes to find his voice. "So, why are you teaching?"

"It's something I like to do in my spare time. I happen to enjoy molding the minds of kids who have musical potential, especially if it means meeting cuties like you." she giggled.

Spike blushed internally. "Sorry, but I am such a huge fan, can't believe I'm meeting you."

"Well I'm flattered child. Now get on to class."

"Right." Spiked exited and went to his next class.