Norman and Vinyl Chapter 3

later, after school
>it's 5:00 p.m.
>the Fall dance starts in about an hour
>you take a shower, brush your teeth
>deciding on what to wear
>can't wear your fucking beanie
>you should wear something different, this jacket is starting to feel outdated
>you want something nice, but not too formal
>you don't want people to think you dress to impress
>well, if it was for Rarity
>you put on a clean white tee
>you put a black vest over it, leaving it unbuttoned
>you put black jeans to match
>you go in the bathroom to fix your hair
>it's put down due to wearing a beanie everyday since going to canterlot high
>you wet your hair and grab your comb
>you try various hairstyles, spiking it up, parting it to the left, just let it droop down
>you decide to part your hair down both ways, making sure your bangs don't get near your eyes
>you look in the mirror
>damn you are one hot stud
>it's 5:45, you decide to head out
>you walk to the school in a good mood
>you see some people out front talking and coming out of their cars
>you go to the gym, the food and punch has already been set up
>you see the speakers and a dual turntable in between them
>you see Vinyl there, placing her laptop on top of one of the turntables
>you go over to her to chat
>she's wearing her purple glasses, a tank top, and black cargos that are above her knees, but doesn't violate the dress code
>damn, she's not busty, but that front has nice form
"Hey Vinyl."
>"Oh hey Norman, you ready to dance."
"I sure am."
>"Dressed up and all, you look pretty handsome."
>that was a great confidence booster
"You look pretty great yourself."
>you try your hardest to not stare at her chest
>"Well the dance is going to start soon, so I need to get the music ready."
"Okay then."
>"I'll see you at the after party, it's going to be at Pinkie's house again."
"All right then."
>you walk off to the punch bowl and pour yourself a glass.
>you notice people still move out of your way and then proceed to talk about you behind your back
How am I supposed to make friends?
>you don't want to disappoint Vinyl
>you want to have fun and make some friends
>but where to start?
>you see Brad talking to some of his band buddies
>guess you'll have to start with the few friends you have
"Hey Brad."
>"Norman buddy, nice to see you man! You finally changed that old jacket you had."
>you look towards Brad's bandmates
>"Oh sorry guys. This is Norman, he's a pretty nice guy."
>"Norman? Isn't that the racist guy?"
>"He's not actually racist, he just didn't know about the culture here."
>thanks for backing me up Brad
>the rockers look at you, seeing if you can be trusted
>a guy with orange long hair that covers half his face extends his arm towards you
>"If Brad thinks you're cool, then you can't be such a bad dude."
>you shake the guy's hand
>the others extend their hands as well
>after a few introductions, you join in on their conversation
>they were talking about practice sessions, new rock artists, music brands for instruments
>you not being a musicfag, don't have much to contribute
"Well see you guys later."
>"Later."
>you walk away, towards the bathroom
>you need to empty your bladder
after you finish your business with the urinal, you go to wash your hands
>because cleansiness is next to godliness
>but I digress
>you hear the toilet flush and Scott comes out of one of the stalls
>"Oh hey Norman. My, you're looking quite dashing this evening."
>Scott, I just want to be friends, I'm not gay
"Thanks I guess."
>"You going to the after party later?"
"Yeah."
>"Great, I hope to see you there."
>seriously, Scott is cool, but you're just not a faggot
>your eyes are set on Aryan Beauty
>speaking of which, you should go look for her
>you step out of the restroom and check your surroundings
>you can't immediately find her
>"HEY EVERYBODY! LET'S GET THIS PARTY STARTED!"
>Pinkie's voice is played through the speakers
>you hear Vinyl's music begin to play
>the main lights turn off, and different colored lights begin to flash on the dance floor
>now it's a dance party
>the beat starts, people get into their groove
>main melody begins, people start shakin it
>you see Vinyl start pumping her fist and rocking back and forth
>you move onto the dancefloor and start dancing as well
>you see Purple and her friends
>Purple starts dancing like a fucking retard
>seriously, where the fuck did she come from
>maybe her horse shit might actually be true
>the rest of the girls dance
>Pinkie is jumping around, probably already hyped on candy
>you see Aryan Beauty shaking her hips
>don't stare, don't stare, don't stare
>gotta play it cool Norman
>you slowly dance your way to Rarity, bustin out the moves
>then the song changes
>the beat is fast, some people start breakdancing
>Rarity leaves to go drink some punch
>breakdancing? no way you're doing that
>perfect opportunity to go talk to Rarity
>you casually walk by Rarity, getting yourself another cup of punch
>kay Norman, play it cool
"Hey Rarity."
>didn't stutter, doing great so far
>"Hey Norman, what did you need?"
>you didn't come prepared with a topic of conversation
>you can't just start by telling her you love her
"Your friend Twilight kinda dances a bit funny."
>she giggles
>"Yeah she most certainly does. But it's somewhat adorable."
>in a way
>"I really like the way you did your hair today Norman."
"Thanks"
>"And your choice of attire seems is simple yet somewhat formal"
>complimented by Aryan Beauty, the greatest of the fashionistas, on your look
>you are on a roll right now
"Thanks, your dress looks gorgeous as well."
>"Why thank you Norman."
>but not as gorgeous as you Rarity
>don't say it, it sounds super cheesy
>"Well I must go back to my friends now. I'll see you later Norman"
"See you later."
>the dance lasts for about an hour
>you didn't see any opportunity to make more friends after talking to Rarity
>but talking with Aryan Beauty was good enough for you
>after the last song plays, you hear Pinkie on the speaker again
>"ALL RIGHT EVERYBODY! WHO'S UP FOR A PARTY!"
>the students, still full of energy, shout at "YEAH" in unison
>you're not particularly excited about the party itself, but you do look forward to chatting with some of the new friends you made
>you see Vinyl folding her laptop and unplugging the speakers and turntables
"Hey Vinyl"
>"Sup Norman"
"Need help with anything?"
>"Oh sure, could you help me move these turntables?"
"Sure ok"
>you grab one end of the turntable while Vinyl pushes it
"You guys aren't cleaning this up?"
>"Nah, it's a Friday. Besides, Pinkie and the party committee got the janitor's keys and they'll clean it up on the weekend."
"Oh alright. So then why do you want the turntables out of the way?"
>"Its the most important equipment, so I'd rather put it away myself than have Pinks or the janitor do it."
>makes sense
>after putting it away, Vinyl goes back to get her laptop
>"you need a ride to Pinkie's place?"
"Sure."
>you were planning on riding with Brad, but Vinyl is cool too
>"Alright, we should hurry, my friend is waiting for us."