Anon - The Girls Are Back in Town (Sonata)

>You hated your Biology teacher
>She was many things, but above all, she was a bitch
>You also hated yourself
>You were many things, but above all, you didn't know when to shut up
>Sure, you were probably right about her not being fit to teach impressionable young minds with her mediocrity
>Sure, everyone knew she was dumber than a rock
>Sure, you could probably give her lessons better than her with your current knowledge, along with half of your classmates
>But heck, despite having the IQ to notice these things, which she probably didn't, you still kept answering back
>Everyone else was smart enough to not do that
>You could have stopped at any point and be the bigger man
>But no, you just HAD to make sure she knew she was better suited as YOUR student instead of the other way around
>Looks like you still had stuff to learn
>Dealing with abusive authority, for one
>And you did get your lesson
>You had to stay in her classroom during lunch, doing the classwork you were too occupied to work on
>What with educating the feeble minds around you
>But luckily, she was as mediocre with her assignments as she was with her class lessons
>You finished it all before lunch time was over, a far shorter time than the amount she gave you during class
>You rushed towards the lunch room, hoping you had enough time to stuff yourself before the bell rung
>Thinking about why you'd felt specially stupid today, you didn't notice the two girls you passed by in a hurry
>One had big orange hair that could make a poodle envious
>The other had purplish hair gathered in twin tails and green highlights
>Indeed, you didn't even register them at all
>What you did register, after turning around the corner, was crashing into a different girl head on

>"Ow!"
>You were both sprawled on the floor, but you were quick to raise yourself from the ground and help her up
"I'm sorry! Are you ok?"
>She was clutching her head with a hand while holding yours with the other
>"I... I think so"
>You'd never seen her before, but then, Canterlot High was full of people you had never seen either
>The first thought to enter your mind after stopping to inspect her was that she was cute
>Her hair was striped in light and dark blue, a ponytail behind her and bangs framing her face
>God, her face
>You were never into chicks that used that much makeup, but was her smile cute
>Sure, her eyelashes looked big enough to be used as a broom
>But the innocent look she sent your way was irresistible
>"Are you ok yourself?"
>Her voice was entrancing too, making you feel as if some magnetic force both pushed and pulled you towards her
>Closer and closer to her tight teenage body, wearing a somewhat bizarre outfit
>You felt like you were just falling towards her, as if you had been caught in her gravitational field and couldn't help but go towards her
>You... You wouldn't mind that...
>But she had asked you a question
>And your stomach seemed to have grown a voice of its own
"I'm ok"
>She looked right at your eyes for a second, without lingering at all, and then looked at your hand holding hers
>Pulling her hand free, she just left
>As if you didn't exist
>She did flash you a smile, though
>...
>What did just happen?
>It took a lot of concentration for you to move your feet towards the mess hall and get something from the lunch bar
>You were still thinking of your encounter while you silently ate, unaware of how messy the mess hall had become


>You ate like a zombie at your usual place, in a table you usually shared with your friends
>"Dude, we are totally signing up for this battle of the bands, you hear me?"
>You could only think of her innocent smile
>"We'll teach those fuckers not to go around trying to imply we are some sort of lesser humans"
>Those cute eyes belonging to one of those people that would not kill a bug if she could avoid it
>"Yo, Anon, you there? That's the second bell, we are late to class already, come on!"
>About how she had not even thought twice about you, while you were now unable of thinking of anything else
>In fact you'd been thinking of her for...
>The bell snapped you out of your thoughts
>It creeped you out to find yourself completely alone in the mess hall
>You didn't notice it before, but the other people had been very noisy when you arrived, and the silence unnerved you
>You quickly tossed your disposables in the trash and walked out, wondering how you hadn't noticed something as obvious as a large mass of teenagers leaving you alone to your musings
>It was almost as if you had entered some sort of... Trance
>But just as you were about to open the door to head out the lunch room, the doors opened themselves for you
>On the other side were three girls
>You instantly recognized one of them
>They all recognized you
>"Give it back"
>The one in the middle, the one with orange poodle hair, gave off one really menacing look
"Uhh, I'm sorry, what?"
>You obviously had no idea of what she was talking about
>"I said: Give. It. Back"
>With every word, she approached one step at a time
>All the better for you, since you didn't feel like walking back
>Maybe your earlier asshole self was coming back
"Give you what? I didn't take anything from you"
>She was looking right in your eyes, none backing down
>"Do you not have Sonata's necklace, then?"

>Her tone was more of exasperation
>Equally exasperated, you made a show of checking your pockets...
>To find a foreign object in them
>Slowing down with a confused look, you brought out of your shirt pocket a ruby necklace
>The purple haired girl immediately snatched the artefact from your hand
>"Nice try, thief. Next time, stash the loot until it's safe to take it with you"
"Hey, I don't know how that got there."
>She smirked, while the poodle haired one didn't seem too amused at your remark
>"Maybe... When we bumped into each other"
>You were all looking at the blue haired girl now
>She was wearing an apologetic smile, as if it had been her fault instead of yours
>You couldn't stop yourself
>Pushing the other two girls aside, you moved to stand in front of her
"I'm Anonymous, but Anon is fine. Nice to meet you, Sonata was it?"
>You could almost feel the stunned glares behind your back
>Did you care?
>Not for a second
>"Y-Yeah... Yes, that's me"
>She was a little taken aback by your rather bold approach
"I'm sorry about earlier, and about the necklace too. I didn't notice I had it"
>Her smile was more open now, a small blush adorning her features
>"That's ok"
>You felt a hand on your shoulder, but you shrugged it off
"Would you like to go out and grab a bite some time? Maybe catch a movie?"
>The hand returned, and you could hear muffled laughs behind you
>But your mind was lost in the embodiment of perfection that stood in front of you
>"W-Well..."
>Her stutter was cut off by blaring laughter
>"This is too much! I can't watch any longer!" cried one of them
>"My... My sides hurt!" was all the other could get out in her joy
>In her embarrassment, Sonata was fully blushing now
>This angered you
>Not because they were making fun of you
>But because they made her feel uncomfortable and be silent
>Or that's what your fevered mind thought
>"This is too cruel..."
>"Just turn the damn thing off already, will you?"

>You didn't understand anything
>You had been... Hypnotized?
>No, no, that'd never worked on you before
>The scam artists just said that some are harder to hypnotize
>You'd never believed in that bullcrap
>Yet, here you are, wondering how you had said the stuff you said
>And... Felt the things you felt
>Betrayal, guilt, humiliation
>That's what you felt now, among other things
>Why had you been so obsessed with this girl you'd just met?
>Sure, she really was one hot piece of ass, no doubt about it
>But your behaviour was still not justified
>"Oh,GOD, I wish we had been recording"
>You were finally aware of what happened around you
>The other two girls were almost pissing themselves in their mirth
>While Sonata was just standing there, with the amulet in her hand
>It looked a lot more opaque now
>"I'm very, very sorry..."
>And you?
>You were angry
>VERY angry
>You felt you were angrier and you ought to
>But fact of the matter was, you'd never been more enraged in your life
>Was it because you'd been fooled?
>You could see how you felt when you first crashed into her
>Maybe because had been toyed with?
>You could feel their laughter at your desperate approach
>Or maybe you lost something you held dear
>Something you had genuinely loved...
>You remembered how she sighed, her eyes suddenly sad
>And how she looked at you while holding the necklace in her hand, its shimmer dying down as your conscience came back
>"Come on, girls. We need to practice for our upcoming victory," you heard, as if from far away
>You turned, tumbling towards the nearest column, your legs refusing to support your weight much longer
>A mind-crushing headache settling in, and becoming worse with every passing second
>Grabbing your head between your hands, your feet slowly slid through the floor, depositing you on the ground
>This definitely hadn't been your day
>"Hey"

>A whisper made it through your numb mind
>You looked up, and immediately turned your head, closing your eyes tightly
>You couldn't bear to fall again
>You couldn't become enamoured by her again, just to have it taken from you
>You couldn't... Look at those eyes...
>"Anon... I'm sorry"
>Your hands clasped around your ears now, not wanting to hear that sweet voice
>And then you felt her delicate hands on top of them, gently pulling them so you could hear her
>"I didn't mean to hurt you, Anon, I really didn't," she kept whispering
>How could you trust her?
>How did you know she wouldn't be forcing you to accept her words?
>What stopped her from hurting you again?
>"So please... I know I don't have any right to ask you for anything, but..." her voice was frantic
>And, fucking hell, why did this affect you so much?
>You felt like a bitch, getting all emotional over someone you had just met
>Deciding to ignore the alarms in your head telling you to stay in your current position, you plunged into the void
>You let her take your hands off your ears, holding them gently
>And opened your eyes
>"Please don't cry..."
>You were shocked by what you saw
>Maybe a tear or two escaped your eyes before you could stop them
>But her face was full of them, slightly smearing her make-up
>She was looking at the ground, her entire expression screaming 'shame'
>Your hand shot up as if by instinct, eliciting a gasp from her
>You couldn't stop yourself, yet again
>You held her face in your hand, making her look at you
"...Ok"
>She seemed surprised
>Your thumb gently traced her cheek, wiping her tears
>She leaned into your hand
"I promise"
>You held her confused expression with your own determined one for a few moments more
>Both looking into each other's eyes
>And then you released her
"But you can't cry either"
>You got up and went to the door, leaving her on the floor
>Everybody walk the dinosaur