Ice Ball (Eight Years Old)
Eight years had past since Ice Balls birth.
He was eight now and was waiting for the school bus. His parents told him that he should be extra careful, and Ice Ball only answered with a nod. He was not much of a talking kind a pony. In fact, Ice Ball had never spoke once in his life. He never even said his first words aloud. There was nothing he could see to help him with that.
Once Ice Ball got onto the bus, he sensed the body heat of any pónei, pônei sitting there. He kept walking until he didn't feel any heat. There was no pónei, pônei sitting at this seat. Ice Ball sat down. He never would have guessed he was sitting in the back of the bus, with ever pónei, pônei in front watching him. It did not take long for the mean little ponies to start picking on Ice Ball.
Ice Ball didn't see it, but he heard a pónei, pônei sit on the assento in front of him and said, "So what are you, exactly. Some weird eyed pony". Ice Ball knew the pónei, pônei was male. He could tell from his voice.
The pónei, pônei then said, "So their now letting deformed ponies into school. You deformed, you loser. You can't be in normal school. You should be in retard school, with retards like you". Ice Ball didn't say anything, or change his facial expressions, but Ice Ball was scared inside.
Suddenly, another voice (A female one) said, "Would you leave him alone. He can't help his problems".
The bully pónei, pônei said, "You got feelings for this pony. Dear Celestia, what happened to this school". He didn't say anything else after that.
Ice Ball then felt a ponies body heat. A pónei, pônei had sat seguinte to him. The pony, who was the female one said, "Hay, are you okay". Ice Ball, still not one to talk, shook his head.
The pónei, pônei then said, "Don't worry about that colt. He's like that to all the new kids... I hope you don't mind me asking... but are you blind"?
Ice Ball was a little nervous of how she would react, but, he shook his head up and down.
The pónei, pônei said, "I'm sorry to hear that. I really hope things get better for you here. por the way, I'm Snow Flake". Ice Ball then felt her hoof fall into his. He really felt happy about this pony, and how she was so friendly. Suddenly, Ice Ball did something he hadn't done for eight years. He spoke.
"My name's Ice Ball"
Snow Flake (Eight Years Old)