CYOA A New Beginning

>Be Anon.
>Be 18
>You look out the window of the bus.
>Hard to keep your focus on the outside as the suspension of this bus is all sorts of fucked up
>You don't know why your parents sent you away for your last year in high school
>You really don't care either way, it's not like they really took care of you as well as they should have.
>Looking past the fields of grass, you see the basic outline of a small town.
>Great. It's a dump.
>With a small sigh you take interest in the book you brought
>Not long after, the bus turns, throwing you off balance and into the side with enough force to drop said book
>It comes to a hissing stop and opens it's door with a ding.
>Well, looks like this is where your new life begins
>You pick up your book and place it into your backpack
>stepping off the bus, you notice that the station is completely deserted
"What did I expect?"
>Hanging one strap of the bag over your shoulder, you take out a piece of crumpled paper with the open hand
"Cookie Crumb Lane huh?"
>You shrug at the street name written on the paper and stare at the street sign above you
>Well you tried to at least before a blur of white and pink bombard you
>"PINKIE!" The white figure yelled
>"I DIDN'T MEAN IT!" Yelled the other pink figure
>You bring yourself to your feet as the pink figure cowered behind you
>The pale girl walked up to you and gave you a death stare
>"Sir, please let me pass so that I may..." The girl's pale, slender digits went through her purple hair "Talk. To her."
>On the one hand, you know this pink chick is gonna get whooped.
>On the other, you have your phone
>This is gonna be good
>Without saying anything but putting on a shit eating grin, you side step from in between the two friends and pull up your phone
>Without hesitation the purple haired girl took her hand and used two fingers to pinch the others ear
>"Ow Ow owchy!" The pink girl yelled as she danced in place
>"That's the price we have to pay, especially after you RUINED ONE OF MY NEWEST DRESSES!"
>"I didn't know Rarity! Who would have thought that a water balloon would have that kind of effec-"
>She was cut short as Rarity pulled her ear harder, nearly bringing her off the ground
>"OWIE! OKAY IM SORRY! I'LL PAY I'LL PAY!" Pinkie yelled as she struggled to break free from the others grasp.
>You stifle a laugh as you watch the whole scene unfold >You compose yourself as you put away your phone
>These girls are actually pretty cute.
>Crazy, but cute
>Stepping in between the two, you wave your hand dismissively
>"Just what do you think you're doing?" Rarity asked, crossing her arms, tongue in cheek
>"Saving me, that's what!" Pinkie exclaimed as she flew into your body
>You managed to maintain your footing as she held on tight, arms wrapped around your waist
>This is a new experience
>With a slightly nervous chuckle, you unhook her arms and step back
"Well, I just wondered if I could ask one of you-"
>"To a date?! Of course I'll say yes to the hero who saved me!" Pinkie interjected, batting her eyes at you
>You give another nervous chuckle
"That wasn't quite what I was going to ask. I was going to ask if one of you could help me find Cookie Crumb Lane. That's where my new home is and I don't know the town very well."
>Uncrossing her arms, Rarity fixed her hair and unkrinkled her dress.
>"Well Darling, if you must insist, I will help you. Only because it's on our way to where we're going."
>You give a nod
>"By the way, what is your name?" She asked
>"Yeah yeah! What's my hunk of a heros name?"
"Anon. Anon Y. Mous. Pleasure to meet you both. Pinkie and Rarity right?"
>"I guess our yelling gave it away then?"
>You respond with only a nod before following her, and Pinkie hanging off your arm>You fiddle with your thumbs and look at the girl hanging off your arm
>She gives you a smile and you look away, flustered and flushed red
>An hour into your new life, and you already have a girl latched onto you
>"She seems to have gathered a liking towards you Anon" Rarity teased
>"Nonny~" Pinkie said, before rubbing her head against your forearm.
>You couldn't say much except for a mumble here and there
>After what seemed like a bunch of cringe worthy eternities, you arrive in front of your street
>"Here it is, Cookie Crumb Lane. I hope you do get settled in darling" Rarity says with a smile "C'mon Pinkie, we have to go now"
>"But I don't wanna leave Nonny" Pinkie said with a pout
>You look at Pinkie and gently remove her arms from yours
>"N-nonny?" She said quietly, hanging her head
"Hey, it's not that I would mind having you over, it's just that..."
>well what can you say?
>You've never had to invite a girl to your place before
>1. Because you never tried
>2. Because no one has ever asked
>You really don't know how to approach this sort of thing.
>"What?" She asks, her eyes staring at yours
>C'mon Romeo, think of something
"It's just that I have no idea how big my new home is, and if there'll be enough space"
>Smooth
"But if you wanna hang out sometime, then I'll give you my number, how's that?"
>With a squeezes she reached into her...Bra?
>Yes her bra and pulled out her cell phone.
>You quickly insert your number into her phone and give it back
>As you peek to see what she names you, it's obvious that she enjoys having it
>As you began to take a step in the opposite direction, she wrapped her arms around you once more and pulled you into a hug
>Not knowing what to do, you flush beet red and boop her nose
>Quickly you sprint out of there and head off searching for your new home
>And there left standing was a loves truck Pinkie
>Rarity stood on the sidelines, a small gap in her mouth as she shook her head out of confusion
>"Why didn't he ask for my number...?" She asked herself

>You walk down the street, as sprinting isn't really your forte.
"Okay, 108 108 108..."
>You repeated the number to yourself as you darted your eyes back and forth
>Not here.
>Not here.
>NOT HERE?!
>You yelled internally as you see that the space where your "house" is suppose to be in is just an empty alleyway
>You set your pack aside and sit with your back to the side of the alley.
>You shake yourself out of the funk and get back on your feet
>You walk into the nearest shop, a sports shop
>You search around for another person, hopefully someone knows where 108 is
>You see the shop completely deserted
>Mostly
>The only person there is a girl with rainbow colored hair
>You haven't talked to her at all, but she seems like a cunt
>You walk up to her as she rested on one arm, reading what seems to be a soccer magazine
>Her head tilted slightly and let her pink eyes rest on you
>You could feel her judging you
>"Ah. What do you want?" She said in a bored voice
"Oh. Um, I'm new to this town-"
>"That's nice"
>You try your best not to let that bother you
"And I was wondering if you knew where the house at 108 CCL is."
>She flipped a page in her magazine before tapping her fingers on the register stand
>"That's the ol' torn down place that was demolished about 2 years ago." She said before returning her gaze to the page
"That can't be right, I have this paper and-"
>"Hey, I told you what I know, can't say it was something you wanted to hear."
"Ah, well thanks..."
>You give a slight nod before leaving the store.
>Hey, 4 hours in a new town, you have no had a girl crush in you, no cash, and no place to sleep.

>You give a small sigh before turning back around and walk back into the store
>The girl's head perked up and rested her eyes in you once more
>"Did you forget something?" She asked, noticing that it was only you
>You shake your hair and scratch the back of your head
"Hey uh...you go to Canterlot High?"
>She lifted her head up once more and then gave a slight nod
>"Yeah, why do you wanna know?"
"Well, I just wanted to know because maybe you could show me where it was."
>You give a slight smile and scratch your cheek
>She rolled her eyes before looking back down at her magazine
>"Fine, it's not like I have anything better to do anyways."
>She moved aside her literature and propped her hands onto the desk.
>In one fluid motion, she brought both legs over the desk and landed with no difficulty
>if only you had a score card
>The ding of the door snapped you out of that thought and forced you to run behind the blue girl
>She may be a cunt, but she seems like she is actually trying to be nice
>Or she's just skipping out on working
>Whatever it is, she is gonna show you the way to school
>As you look at her, she has a nice figure
>Her low cut rainbow, presumably dyed, hair bobbed as she took her steps
>Her hips swayed as well, and so did her toned glutes
>Her legs and arms were also pretty muscular, more than yours embarrassedly enough
>"Hey, you awake in there?" She asked as she waved her small hand in your face
>You jerk back and nearly stumble over your feet
"A-ah, yeah. Just thinking about my problem is all."
>You give a small chuckle and scratch the back of your head
"Oh, by the way, when you jumped over that stand, I thought it was pretty cool."
>She rubbed the back of her neck as she looked away, a slight blush appearing on her cheek
>"Yeah w-well, I'm suppose to be Rainbow Dash, the coolest girl in Canterlot" she beamed a wide smile as she said this
"Cool and Athletic or am I wrong?"
>She nods
>You recall the magazine she had been reading
"Soccer?"
>"Hey, you're a regular Sherlock. Well you know my name, so what's yours?"
"Anon. Anon Y Mous, pleased to meet ya."
>"The school should be up here."
> Sure enough there is was.
> Shaped like a castle
> Weird
"Thank you Rainbow Dash."
>You nod your head slightly
>"Hey, I don't mind helping out. You seemed lost" she said before turning around
>"I'll see ya around"
>And with that she left
>You make your way towards the gates
>The closed gates
>Gripping your hands around the bars of the gate you stare inside
>That's right, today's Saturday
>One bad thing after another.
>That's how your life is after all
>You let out a slightly audible sigh and press your balled hand against the gate
>It let out a rusty creak
>You look to your right and see no one down the street
>On the other side stood a payphone
>They still make those?
>You rummage into your pockets for your phone
>Maybe calling your parents will solve this whole thing out
>In between the movement was the sound of spare change rustling
>You press the button to check the time an-
>Wait
>Nothing lit up
>Maybe you didn't press hard enough
>You make sure to press your finger square on the button
>Nothing
>With another sigh you hang your head
>Payphone, that's how we used to call
>You very nearly sprint to the hooded standee and grab the phone off the receiver
>Hearing the tone of confirmation, you proceed to insert the last of your money
>Entering the number of your house, you hope they answer
>*ring, ring, ring, ring, ring*
"Answer already...."
>You're hand is very nearly tangled in the extra cord of phone
>*ring, ring, ri-* *click*
>"Hey there" a voice answered on the other side
"Dad! I need so-"
>"We're not available at the moment, so please leave your number and name and we'll make sure to call you back" *Beep*
>You remain silent before placing the phone back into its hanged position with a clack
"You're never available ever since the beginning..."
>You look at the fence right in front of you
>Taking a few steps back, you run towards it and jump, or at least jump high enough to where you can get over it
>Picking a spot under a tree, you place your bag, your only belongings, and lay your head on top of it
>You are Anon, and this is your beginning of a new life, and a new experience. >The nights icy wind hit you directly, sending chills up your entire nervous system
>There had to be a better spot on this school grounds
>You quickly rise to your feet and grab your bag
>You Let the moonlight guide you through the forest they had of a front lawn
>You'd think with all these trees it would have protected you from the wind
>Wait what's that over there?
>A playground?
>In a high school
>Awesome
>In the middle of the slides and swings was a small dome with only two entrances
>Seems like a good place to sleep
>You hurriedly walk over to the dome, hoping to finally get some sleep
>Getting on your hands and knees, you crawl inside
>Nice, spacious, and warm
>Like an igloo
>You lay your head on the bag and slowly drift off to sleep
>Well, sort of
>"What are you doing here?" Said a mysterious voice >"So?" Said the voice again
>You quickly crawl your sorry ass to the nearest part of the dome
"L-look, I just wanted a place to sleep okay? I have no money or anything that's worth of value. J-just leave me alone"
>You hated how pathetic you sounded there
>Hey either live or die, begging is nothing to be ashamed of at this point
>"Well hey, if it's a place you need for sleeping, I don't mind sharing it!" It said laughing
>As it stepped out of the shadows, you can see that it's actually a girl
>A girl with mint colored skin, and hair that matched her skin color with gold streaks
>Her eyes matched her streaks, and shined beautifully in the moonlight that shone through the crevices
>She wore what seemed to be an old tee with a harp
>A skirt ran down to knee length, showing her slender legs
>Her smile could make people melt as well
>"Hey, you there?" She asked
>You snap out of it and chuckle nervously >"Well, what's your name?" She asked, sitting across from you
"Anon. Anon Y Mous, nice to meet you-"
>She let out a small giggle "Lyra, Lyra Heartstrings."
>You smile and nod
"What are you doing here at night?"
>She doesn't seem like the type of person who should be walking out this late
>"O-oh. Well I guess the same as you."
>She voice lowered As she said this
>Just like you...
>Processing...Ding!
>It hits you like a sack of hammers
>She's homeless
>H-how? >Lyra had her smile disappear from her face as she stared at the floor
"Hey, you look tired, you should get some sleep."
>"I'm an orphan..."
>The direct tone in her voice threw you off a bit.
"Y-you're don't have to expla-"
>"My parents dies when I was 4. I was left at the orphanage at 5 after I was found living in the gutters." Lyra continued
>She took a deep breath before continuing, wrapping her arms around her knees and resting her chin on them
>"At 8 I ran away from the place. I was sick of their rules, their lifestyle, their "love"." She said with air quotes
>Her eyes were fixed on the floor, not moving
>"And I've been living day by day on trash and charity of others."
>You look at this girl, fragile but tough as nails
>You'd probably kill yourself if you'd have to live like that >The silence was the only thing that was in the air
>You on one side of the dome and Lyra on the other
>Her face was barely visible when she hung it low
"Lyra..."
>You said quietly
>Her face lifted from the ground and her eyes were fixed on you
>You meet her gaze and let your eyes rest on hers
"I may not know what's it like to be an orphan, or the life you had at the orphanage, and I can't pretend to understand, but I know how you feel, to an extension."
>You let out a small sigh and scratch your cheek with your finger
"My parents were never the caring type. Sure, early life was okay, they looked after me, raised me, things a normal family would do. Then when I was 9, around your age back then...they....changed."
>You shudder at the thoughts as they poured into your mind
>in the time it took you to explain your situation, Lyra made her way over to you, now sitting by your side
>"Its fine...don't need to explain yourself..." she said softly
>You nod, grateful
"Look, just....if you need someone to talk to..."
>You drift off those words
>She does nothing but rest her head against your arm
>"Thank you..."
>You both sit there, bathed in silence
small sound made its way through the dome
>You looked around, making sure that no one else came in
>As you look at the entrances, a small tug at your side made you look down
>The sound was coming from Lyra.
>She was snoring as she clung to your arm
>So she fell asleep, that's good
>You let out a yawn as she did
>Laying your head on hers, you close your eyes and doze off

>"Anon, wake up"
>You grumble and rub both your eyes
>Or at least try to because of some extra weight on her
>With eyes half shut, you see Lyra's for and her arms still wrapped around yours
>The days flew past, and you gained some knowledge about the town as well
>Places where No one else knew
>Thanks to Lyra
>Monday came by fast, and with it, the first day of school
>Everything looked like the place was getting ready to begin filming a high school Musical
>Jocks over here, vanity queens over there, nerds somewhere else.
>You know that you didn't fit any one of those, but where did you fit?
>"Anon we should really go inside" Lyra said snapping you out of your inner workings
>You looked at her, and noticed she had a worried expression plastered on her face
>You nod and begin walking to the steps
>Everyone around you began to chatter amongst themselves, and stared directly at you two
>Something caught your ears as you reached the front doors
>"Looks like that rat caught a gutter baby like her!"
>"I always knew she was easy."
>"What's he doing with her? Doesn't he know what she is?"
>Lyra grabbed you by the arm and tugged at you, dragging you inside
>You decided not to ask her about
>You knew how it felt to be bullied, and how it felt being asked and pestered about it
>She continued her tugging until she stopped at the principals office
>She didn't say much as she sat on the nearest bench and let you on your own
>You take a deep breath and walk inside the room
>"yes?" Said a soft voice
>The chair in front of you turned around, revealing a woman with Pink, Lavander, and Turquoise hair.
>Her eyes hid behind glasses
>"Ah, I've never seen you before." She said as she slowly rose to her feet
>She wore a jumpsuit and if showed off her curves perfectly
>"Is there something you needed?""Well miss, I've come to ask you if you've heard about a transfer."
>"Ah yes! Are you Anon Mous then?" She asked, looking through some files in her left drawer
"Yes, that's correct. But there was some problem."
>"Hmm?"
"Well, there was something with my housing agreement. It doesn't seem to be there anymore. I had to spend my last two nights in that little dome down by the playground. Same situation with another student. Lyra Heartstrings. I wanted to ask if we could have a space for us to stay at. Anywhere in this school could work."
>She leaned back into her chair and made it squeak
>"I suppose we could arrange something, I'm terribly sorry for that."
>That went well, but it can't be this smooth
>"You have one condition though Mr. Mous."
>There it is
>"You have to stay a bit longer after each class to help the teachers and tutor some students, okay?"
>You have no choice but to nod
"Thank you ms."
>"Oh my, that's right. My name is Celestia. Principal Celestia."
"Thank you. I think I've waster enough of your time. Have a great day."
>You walk out of the office and see that Lyra isn't there anymore.
>The bell begins to ring and signal to go to class
>You'll meet with Lyra back in the dome after school, for now it's time to Lear about what exactly?
>You take out a piece of paper from your pocket and look at it
>History
>Well, life can't be all glamorous
>Fuck history
>You trudgenly make your way to the history classroom and are instantly greeted by a "Well hello! How are you?"
>The teacher stood at the desk as she was speaking about the declaration of independent lap dances or something like that
>"Anon Y Mous is what I guess you're called?"
>You nod as she pointed out your seat, behind a girl with purple and magenta hair
>She smiled at you as you sat down and you responded with the same
>All right, time to-
>*Bing Bong Dong Wong*
>You startle yourself out of slumber and wipe away the drool from your face
>Did you just sleep through your first class?
>You confirm this by the empty classroom around you
>Well mostly empty
>there she sat, the girl with purple hair
>She turned to you and smiled
>"You seemed to have dozed off Anon." She said with a slightly higher pitched voice then those who've you met
>Maybe staying up that late with Lyra wasn't such a good idea
>"Here." She said rummaging through her bag
>"I'm sure you could use this right?"
>As you flip through the book, you notice that's it's notes