Solaris awoke in his room to his alarm, the clock on his dresser said 5:15 AM. He wasn't used to waking up at this time, but it was the alarm his mother had set. He reached over to the alarm and tried to hit the off button, but couldn't find it. He became quickly frustrated with it causing a lot of noise and he grabbed it off the table and slammed it down. This caused the alarm to stop making noise, but also broke it. He groaned as he rolled over and tried to go back to sleep, only for his door to swing open and the light get flicked on. He shielded his eyes from the bright light by pulling the covers over his head. He wasn't very happy about getting up this early and the light put him in a worse mood.

"It's time to wake up, Solaris. Celestia is in the kitchen with pancakes," Luna's voice said without any energy.

He could tell that the two of them were tired, his mother was always a morning person while his aunt was always a night owl. He sat up in bed, his red hair falling in front of his face and he looked at his hand, it was starting to turn blue. He flexed his hand to make sure that it wasn't a dream, but whatever had caused him to appear different from other people here was starting wear off. But he was always from this world, he thought. At least that's what he had been told.

He looked at his aunt and tried to fake a smile, but he couldn't hold it for long. He was too tired to show any emotion. He climbed out of bed and started to put on his clothes. His aunt had left the door to give him some privacy as he dressed and put the supplies he'd need in his backpack. He had stayed up late last night despite what his mother had told him and now he was fatigued and tired because of it. His first day of high school and he was probably going to fall asleep in class. What a way to spend his day, he figured.

He slowly shambled out of his room with his backpack slung across his back and down the hallway. His mother was in the kitchen making pancakes as she usually did. She always personalized the pancakes for each member of the family, but he slumped into a chair and slammed his face into the table with a groan. "Stayed up too late last night, Solaris?" Celestia asked in a smug tone.

He knew that tone, it was her patented, "Mother always knows best" tone and it annoyed him to no end, because she always used it when she was right and he was wrong. She turned to him wearing her usual cooking apron over her principal's attire and he looked up from the table, groggy and barely able to keep his eyes open. Luna placed a cup of steaming hot coffee next to him and poured in a little cream and sugar. "Normally we don't allow students to have coffee, but in your case, I think you need a little," she said with a smirk.

The bluish skinned teen didn't bother to hesitate, he grabbed the cup and greedily started gulping it down in spite of it burning his mouth as he did so. He didn't care though. The pain would be temporary, but with his mother being the principal and his aunt being the vice-principal, him being in trouble wouldn't end at school. It'd continue at home as well. His mother placed a plate of pancakes in front of him and he grabbed a fork to eat them. He kept his table manners as the caffeine had yet to take its hold on him, but he desperately just wanted to go back to sleep.

He finished his breakfast and walked out to the living room to lay down on the couch. He noticed that his aunt had left her shoes under the table and sighed, "Aunt Luna, you left your shoes in here again!" he called out.

"Why don't you pick them up and move them if they're bothering you, Solaris," she replied back.

He didn't want to touch her shoes, he had been punished time and time again for touching the clothes of either his mother or his aunt. Instead he moved away from the couch and sat in one of the chairs, closing his eyes to try to take a nap. He wasn't aware before today that five AM was a time that existed. Celestia walked into the living room and kissed him on the forehead, "Listen Solaris, I have to head to the school to get things ready. Luna will see that you get on the bus safely and then drive to the school herself," she said gently.

He made a groaning sound, he didn't like it when she kissed him on the forehead, it made him feel like she was treating him like a young child instead of the fourteen year old that he was. She smiled and left the house leaving him and his aunt alone. He started trying to go back to sleep, but the caffeine from the coffee hit his system and his eyes shot awake. He hadn't been this awake in a long time. He turned on the television because he couldn't sleep and just watched some mindless early morning shows.

It wasn't much, but it made the teen happy. It allowed him to relax from the stress of being awake at an insanely early time, but he wondered if any of the other students had to wake up this early. Getting up at five AM for a bus that probably wasn't going to arrive til 6:30 seemed a bit much. The dark blue woman walked into the living room and turned off the TV suddenly, "It's time to go wait for the bus, Solaris. Celestia and I won't be doing this every day as we have to both make sure we get to work. Don't think about skipping school because we're not watching you either, we'll know if you've been there or not. It's part of our job description, child," she said in a stern tone.

Solaris grabbed his backpack and slung it over his shoulder as he stood up. He took care not to hit anything, but the look on his aunt's face showed that she was very much displeased by his action. He smiled sheepishly as she pointed at the door sternly. He sighed and left the house to stand in the driveway. It was surprisingly chilly and he had forgotten to grab a jacket. He knew that despite the fact that it was September, it was still going to get a fair bit warm by the time he returned home.

He rubbed his arms as he was starting to get colder, the wind was picking up and it wasn't helping. The cold bit into him and he started to shiver. Much to his annoyance, his aunt walked out with a jacket and a smile on her face, "I can get you a jacket if you wish, Solaris," she offered politely.

He didn't like that and turned his head away from her. The bus thankfully showed up and pulled in front of his house. He was the only student on this street that went to Canterlot high, so there wasn't anyone else that could have seen his aunt or so he thought. The doors opened and he climbed onto the bus, the driver nodded to him and he started to make his way back. There were dozens of students and none of them were giving him a look that he liked. He walked all the way back so that he wouldn't have to deal with them.

One student in particular, a senior moved back closer to him. "Does the new little freshman want his mommy to get the students to be his fwiends," he said mockingly.

Solaris looked up at the student, recognizing the voice and then he recognized the person in question. Anger flared in his mind as he remembered his broken arm from seven years ago, his right hand balled into a fist and he clenched his teeth. He would love nothing more than to get his revenge, but he instead chose to breathe. "Aww, the wittle freshman is getting mad," the older student said mockingly.

The bluish skinned teen took another deep breath, this wasn't worth fighting over. This wasn't worth getting in trouble over. However, he felt himself get pushed against the window. That was the last straw for him. The young teen's fist flew out and he decked the older teen square in the face. Blood leaked from the red teen's nose as he held it and backed up a couple of steps. The younger teen wasn't done, he stood up and shoved the senior into his own seat and then grabbed him by the head. He pulled his arm back, but the bus stopped quickly and before he could do anything, a couple of students pulled him off the senior and helped the bus driver hold him in his seat.

When he was properly restrained and he calmed down, the bus driver walked back to the driver's seat and continued driving to the school. Solaris wasn't thrilled with this and he knew that he wouldn't be allowed off the bus until his mother had come to get him once he got to school. He looked out the window, but made sure to shoot a glare at the senior that had tried to bully him, but the senior didn't recoil. The two of them glared at each other, but there wasn't any more fighting between them. Just silence as the bus quietly continued toward the school.