This fanfic is based off the book Middle School: The Worst Years Of My Life Von James Patterson
Hills Village Middle School. It's like a prison for colts, and fillies. Many of the teachers are rude, and so is nearly every student. I found out about all this when I got to my first class.
Rafe: *looking for a place to sit*
Ponies: *staring at Rafe*
Rafe: *goes to back row*
Miller: *staring*
Rafe: *sits down*
Miller: Sitting in the back, huh?
Rafe: Uh, yeah.
Miller: Are Du one of those troublemakers oder something?
Rafe: I don't know. Not really.
Miller: *shakes head* This is where all the juvies sit. In fact, you're in my seat.
Rafe: *looks at chair* I don't see your name on it.
Miller: *pulls Rafe out of chair* Let's try that again. This is my seat. Understand?
Rafe: Y-yes.
Miller: Good. Find another spot.
Rafe: *sits Weiter to chair he was previously in*
Miller: Uh-uh. That one is mine too.
Rafe: *stands up*
Mr. Rourke: *walks into classroom* Excuse me Mr. Khatch... Khatch-a... Khatch-a-dor...
Rafe: Khatchadorian.
Colt: Gesundheit!
Ponies: *laughing*
Mr. Rourke: QUIET!!!
Ponies: *stop laughing*
Mr. Rourke: And how are Du on this fine Tag Rafe?
Rafe: Fine, thanks.
Mr. Rourke: Do Du find our seating uncomfortable?
Rafe: Not exactly.
Mr. Rourke: Then, sit down. NOW!!!!
Rafe: *sits down*
Mr. Rourke: Now listen up everypony. In a few minutes, Du will all go to the school auditorium for a meeting. If Du need any help getting there, there will be some teachers to help you. Any questions?
Filly: What are we doing in the meeting?
Mr. Rourke: Du will learn the rules, know your schedule, and receive your school books.
The glocke rings, and we all go to the meeting
Do Du remember that nursery rhyme about Jack Sprat, and his wife? Neither of them ate the same thing, but between the two of them, they got the job done. That's kind of like with me, and Leo, except the fat, and lean are words, and pictures. Make sense? I do the talking, and Leo takes care of the drawings.
Leo speaks to me sometimes, but that's about it. Conversation just isn't his thing. If Leo wanted to tell Du your house was on fire, he'd draw a picture to Zeigen you. But he's a great artist, and if it's true that a picture's worth a thousand words, then my buddy Leo has Mehr to say then anyone I've ever met.
I sat Weiter to him for the school meeting.
Ponies: *chattering*
Rafe: *looking around* Well this is definitely "Special."
Leo: Could be worse.
Ponies: *chattering*
Mr. Dwight: *goes to front of auditorium* Attention!
Ponies: *stop talking*
After a whole speech that sounded like this...
Welcome, blah blah blah blah blah blah, lunch. Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah, watch My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic, blah blah blah blah blah, and without further ado.... Blah!!
...Mr. Dwight got out the cheerleaders, and the football team, the Fußball team, and kreuz country team, and they got everypony on their feet shouting. Well, everyone, but me. The only thing missing was a circus tent, and a couple of dancing elephants.
Rafe: *bored*
Mrs. Stricker: *stomping hooves* Nice work.
Mr. Dwight: And up Weiter for Du to meet, Mrs. Stricker!
Cheerleaders, and sports players: Yay!! *run off stage*
Mrs. Stricker: *Gets to front of auditorium* Now every year, we have a bunch of students that try to run for student counsil. If any of Du would like to do that, please come down here, and adress the assembly.
Rafe: *sees a few ponies going to front* (This is soo boring?! I wish something could happen to make this better.)
Jeanne: Hi everyone, I'm Jeanne Galletta.
Listen to this while Lesen
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Then, it did get better. I never seen her before, but man was she beautiful.
Jeanne: I think I'd be a good class representative, because I know how to listen. There's nothing Mehr important then that.
Rafe: (I'm listening.)
Leo: Are Du falling in Liebe with her.
Rafe: Eh,
Leo: Yes?
Rafe: Sure.
Jeanne: I have a lot of good ideas for how to make the school a better place. But first, I want to do one thing. *walks to Rafe*
Rafe: *excited*
Jeanne: Are Du Rafe?
Rafe: Yes.
Jeanne: Do Du want to teilt, split a large fries in the cafeteria later?
Rafe: Yeah. I'm buying.
Jeanne: No. The fries are on me. *winks*
Rafe: *smiles*
Jeanne: *Returns to front of auditorium* So, I hope you'll vote for me.
I never even heard her speech, but she definitely had my vote
After Jeanne went, a bunch of other ponies went, and I was back to being bored.
Mrs. Stricker: *returns to mic*
Rafe: (Is that it? Can we go now?)
Mrs. Stricker: *shows book* Can anyone tell me what this is?
Rafe: (No!)
Miller: Yeah. A complete waste of time.
Mrs. Stricker: This is the Hills Village Middle School Code Of Conduct. Everything Du need to know about behaving in school is in this book.
Teachers: *giving Bücher to students*
Mrs. Stricker: When Du recieve yours, open up to page one, and follow along with me.
Then, she started Lesen veeery slowly.
Mrs. Stricker: Section one: Hills Village Middle School Dress Code.
Teacher: Here *gives book to Rafe*
Rafe: *goes all the way to the back* What?
There were 16 sections, and 26 pages in this entire book! In other words, we were going to be lucky to get out of this assembly in time for Christmas. It was like Mrs. Stricker, and every single teacher was trying to get us bored to death.
Rafe: *looks at Leo*
Leo: *drawing in book*
Rafe: What are Du doing?
Leo: Just drawing. I'll Zeigen Du the picture when I'm done.
Mrs. Stricker: Section 2: Prohibited items. No students shall bring any electronic equipment not intended for class purposes. This includes cell phones, I-Pods, cameras, laptops...
The whole thing went on, and on, and on. Von the time we got to section 6: Grounds for Expulsion, my brain was turning into guacamole, and I'm pretty sure my ears were bleeding too.
As far as I could tell, this little green book in my hoof was just one long Liste of ways I could get into trouble from now, until the end of the year.
Leo: *drawing*
Rafe: *listening to Mrs. Stricker*
Leo: Hey. *shows picture* What do Du think?
His picture was him, wearing a hat, sunglasses, and headphones. He was standing on his back legs, while carrying a laptop with his left hoof, and had nun chucks in his other hoof. At the bottom, it sagte Rules Are Made For Breaking.
Rafe: It's great.
And then, that's when I got my idea. My really, stupendous, really, really, big idea. I would break every single rule in that book. Leo knew exactly what I was thinking.
Leo: Go for it. Just pick something out of the book, and get started.
Rafe: Right now?
Leo: Why not? What are Du waiting for? *opens book* Ah, this is perfect.
Rafe: I can't do that! What if someone gets hurt?
Leo: How does this hurt anyone? Except,.maybe you.
Rafe: That's not helping.
Leo: Listen. You're never going to be a jock, a candidate, oder whatever. *show rule book* This on the other hand is something Du can do.
Rafe: I don't know.
Leo: Or, Du can keep going the way Du are, and every Tag can be just like this one. It might not be so bad, but there are one hundred, and eighty school days in a year.
Rafe: Ok, ok! *gets up*
Leo wanted me to pull a feuer alarm, so that's what I went to do.
Rafe: *goes to teacher* May I please use the bathroom?
Teacher: Du can wait.
Mrs. Stricker: Section 8! We're almost there!
Rafe: Please! It's an emergency!
Teacher: Ugh! *gives bathroom pass to Rafe* Be back here in five minutes.
Rafe: Ok. *leaves*
My herz was pounding like crazy. I just had to find a feuer alarm close to the bathroom. What I would do is pull the alarm, run quickly into the bathroom, and come out just to make it look like I was in there.
Rafe: *goes to feuer alarm*
I swear, I thought that feuer Alarm sagte something to me
feuer Alarm: Oh Rafe!!
Rafe: *thinking*
Leo: Do it.
Rafe: *pulls feuer alarm*
In the auditorium
Mrs. Stricker: Ok everypony! Line up in a single file line, and walk out of the school.
Colt: But what if there's an actual fire, and we get stuck?
Mrs. Stricker: Then that's your fault. Now get in a single file line
Rafe: *Runs out of bathroom*
Teacher: Did Du pull the feuer alarm?
Rafe: I was in the bathroom. How could I pull the feuer alarm?
Teacher: Alright. Come with me. *starts walking*
Rafe: *follows teacher*
Mrs. Stricker: *gets students out of building*
Teacher: Here's a student that went to the bathroom when the alarm went off.
Mrs. Stricker: Alright. Who's your homeroom teacher?
Rafe: Mr. Rourke.
Mrs. Stricker: Ok. Go to him.
Rafe: *goes to Mr. Rourke's class*
Leo: That was awesome.
Leo then gave me a double high five
Leo: One for the execution, and the other for the idea.
Rafe: I can't take all the credit. The idea was half yours.
Leo: That's true. *shows code of conduct book* Check it out. I made some improvements.
Rafe: *looks at drawing* Not bad. And now, *crosses off Section 11: Rule 3: Students shall not tamper with smoke oder feuer alarms under any circumstances* One rule down, and well. The rest to go.
After my first Tag of school came the lowlife of my day. Coming home. My mom is dating this guy named Carl that does nothing but, watch TV oder shout at someone. His dog Ditka, is very huge, and looks like he could bite your head off.
Rafe: *enters home*
Ditka: BARK!! *gets on Rafe*
Carl: Ditka, down!
Ditka: *goes away*
Carl: So how was your first Tag of school?
Rafe: School was unbelieveable. I met this beautiful filly, and I pulled the feuer alarm
Ok, I didn't tell him that I pulled the feuer alarm, but he wouldn't care anyway.
Carl: Uh-huh. Did Du sign up for football yet?
Rafe: Nah. *grabs pudding cups from refrigerator*
Carl: Why not? Football is the only thing you're good at!
Rafe: *going to his room* Don't worry. I didn't forget I'm a loser, loser.
Carl: Did Du just call me a loser?!!?
Rafe: No, I called myself a loser! *closes door to room* Loser. *lays on bed*
Georgia: *knocks on door*
Rafe: Enter.
Georgia: *enters room, and closes door* What's going on? Why was he yelling at you? Are Du in trouble?
Rafe: Go away. I got work to do.
Georgia: Just tell me what he said.
Rafe: Here *gives pudding cup to Georgia* He sagte have a pudding cup, ok? Now get out.
Georgia: *goes to door* Rafe?
Rafe: What?
Georgia: Thanks for the pudding cup.
Rafe: You're welcome. Now close the door from the other side.
Georgia: *closes door*
Finally, some peace, and quiet. Now to get started on my plan to survive my first Jahr of middle school. First off, it needed a name. After a few minutes, I came up with Operation R.A.F.E
Rules
Aren't
For
Everypony
I'd be the first fohlen, colt to play Operation Rafe, but not the last. Someday there could be Operation R.A.F.E video games, oder action figures that looked exactly like me, a whole amusement park with sixteen different roller coasters, and no height requirements for any of the rides. The whole thing could make me the most richest pony ever.
Meanwhile, I stilll had to finish inventing this thing. I decided that every rule in the code of conduct should be worth a certain amount of points depending on how hard it was to break. Of course, I could get into a lot of trouble, so I decided to make that worth points too. There would be bonuses for things like getting big laughs, oder if Jeanne Galleta saw what I did. Definitely that!
I wrote all the rules down in a spiral notebook, but then I thought of something else. How would this all end? If I did good enough to break all the rules in this book, everything would be perfect, but what if I didn't? What would Leo think about that?
The Weiter morning, my mom set out two plates of scrambled eggs in front of me, and Georgia
Mom: Du two were asleep when I got home. I'm excited to hear about your first day! Tell me everything.
I would've sagte Define Everything, but that would be like putting up a neon sign saying I've got something to hide. So, I just let Georgia talk first.
Luckily, Georgia talks a lot. And I mean, a lot. I was just about to leave, when she finished talking.
Mom: Rafe? How was your first Tag of school?
Rafe: It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be.
Mom: *eyes widen* Who are you, and what have Du done with the real Rafe?
Rafe: I'm not saying I Liebe it-
Mom: No, but this sounds like a good start. I'm proud of Du honey. Du must be doing something right. Whatever it is, just keep doing it.
Rafe: Oh I will. *leaves house*
The Weiter few days were just okay. I just stuck to some of the beginner-level stuff to keep things moving along.
On tuesday,
Rafe: *Chewing gum*
Mr. Rourke: Hey. Spit that out.
Rafe: *spits gum into trash*
I got 5,000 points
On Wednesday,
Rafe: *running down hallway*
Mr. Dwight: Hey, slow down there.
10,000 points
Then when it was Thursday,
Rafe: *eating a snickers in library*
Mrs. Frurock: Put that away.
Rafe: *eats entire snickers*
Then on Friday
Leo: You're just coasting. If you're going to play the game, Du need to actually play it. So, I'm going to change things up.
Rafe: You? Since when do Du make decisions?
Leo: Since half of this whole idea was mine. Here's the deal. It's two twenty-six. That means fourty nine Minuten left in the day. That's how long you've got to earn thirty thousand points.
Rafe: Thirty thousand?
Leo: Yep. Otherwise Du lose a life.
Rafe: Hang on a sec... I have lives?
Leo: Sure. Three of them to be exact.
Rafe: And what happens if I lose all three?
Leo: Then you're a loser, and fail the game. The rest of the Jahr will be as fun as getting stung Von thousands of wasps.
Rafe: Oh. That's all huh? Ok, game on.
Suddenly, the glocke for eighth period rang.
Leo: That's forty-eight Minuten left, and counting. Better get busy.
My last class of the Tag was english with Mrs. Donatello.
Mrs. Donatello: Ok, today we are going to read Romeo & Juliet Von William Shakespeare. And we all know what he was famous for, right?
Rafe: (making the most boring stories in all of Equestria)
Mrs. Donatello: This story is a little advanced, but I think you're up for it.
Allison: I'll help with handing out the scripts.
Mrs. Donatello: Ok, thank you. Now let's go over the parts you'll be reading. Rafe, I think you'll make an excellent Paris.
Ponies: *laughing*
Rafe: Why do I have to read a fillie's part?
Mrs. Donatello: Paris is a stallion. He's one of Lord Capulet's best men.
Rafe: He probably still wears tights.
Unfortunately no one heard that
Mrs. Donatello: Listen to the language as we read along. Notice how every line has ten syllables. Notice the subtle rhyming. That's not easy to do. No one has ever written like Shakespeare.
Rafe: No one?
Then, that's where I got my idea to get 30,000 points. I didn't have a single line until page 12. This was good, and gave me enough time to think. Ten syllables per line? Check. Rhyming? Check.
Mrs. Donatello: Act 1, scene 2. Lord Capulet, and Paris enter.
Jason: But Montague is bound as well as I...
Rafe: (Come on, hurry up!) *puts paper over script*
Mrs. Donatello: Rafe?
Rafe: Hm?
Mrs. Donatello: It's your turn.
Rafe: Oh. Excuse me sir, there's dog poop on your shoe.
Mrs. Donatello: Rafe!
Rafe: Your wife is ugly, and your daughter too. I think this play is stupid, so guess what? I'm out of here, and Du can KISS my-
That was as far as I got until Mrs. Donatello ripped the page out of my hand.
At least everyone in my class was laughing. Only this time, they weren't laughing at me anymore. They were laughing with me.
The glocke rang, and class was over
Rafe: *going to door*
Mrs. Donatello: Rafe, come here.
Rafe: *Goes to Mrs. Donatello's desk*
Mrs. Donatello: What was that?
Rafe: Nothing.
Mrs. Donatello: It wasn't "nothing". First of all, let me say I noticed Du kept Mr. Shakespeare's meter, and rhyme in what Du wrote.
Rafe: Thanks.
Mrs. Donatello: But your behavior was unacceptable. There are better ways to use your creativity, and I think Du know that. I'm going to give Du a warning this time, but you're skating on very thin ice. Understand?
Rafe: Thin ice is better then no ice at all.
Mrs. Donatello: Alright, get outta here.
Rafe: *leaves*
While getting to my bus, all I could think about was Leo's challenge, and how I beaten it.
I got 20,000 points for using inappropriate language. 10,000 points for getting the ponies in my class to laugh, and 5,000 for Jeanne seeing what I did. Everything went great.
When I got Home that afternoon, I went straight to my room with Leo.
Rafe: Let's see here, I've got 105,000 points.
Leo: And three lives left. That thing Du did in English was pretty awesome if I say so myself.
Carl: WHAT ARE Du DOING?!!!?
For a moment, I thought he was shouting at us, but he was mad at Georgia for switching the channel on the T.V.
Georgia: Nothing. I just wanted to-
Carl: I'm watching that! Don't change the channel.
Georgia: But Du were sleeping!
Carl: No buts! Du can watch the game with me, oder get lost. Which one is it?
Georgia: *goes to her room*
Rafe: I hate when she yells at her. Hey Carl! Pick on someone your own size!!
Carl: Mind your own beeswax. *turns up volume on tv*
Leo: Du know what? We need a new rule.
Rafe: I was just thinking the same thing. Nopony should get hurt in Operation R.A.F.E.
Leo: Especially little ponies. Call it the Don't Be a bär Rule.
bär is Carl's nickname
Rafe: How about just the No-Hurt Rule?
Leo: Good enough.
After the Weiter couple of weeks, I was doing very good at Operation R.A.F.E. This might be a good time to introduce some other people at the Hills Village prison for Middle Schoolers. The cafeteria ladies, that I like to call Millie, Billie, and Tilly. I think they're part of a government program to get rid of the middle school population. Anyways, I got 15,000 points for leaving trash on the school table.
My spanish teacher, Senor Wasserman is alright. As long as Du don't make any mistakes, but if Du do, you're done for.
Senor Wasserman: Rafael llegaste tarde!! (Rafe, you're late.)
Rafe: No oi el timbre! (I didn't hear the bell.)
For arriving late, I got 7,500 points, and the reason I didn't hear the glocke was because I had headphones on which counted as no electronics. I got 5,000 points for that.
Mr. Lattimore is my gym teacher. I think he used to be a part of some army, because that's how he treats us.
Mr. Lattimore: Hup two three four hup two three four
Ponies: *running*
Mr. Lattimore: PRIVATE KHATCH-A-MA- WHATEVER YOUR NAME IS!!! What do Du think you're doing?!?
Rafe: *riding scooter*
I got 25,000 points, and Mr. Lattimore gave me thirty push ups, two extra laps, and my very first detention.
It was a typical friday night. Mom wouldn't be Home until it was late, and both Georgia, and Carl were asleep. Georgia, because she's little, and Carl, because he's lazy.
Rafe: *grabs swiss cheese* Ditka. Here boy.
Ditka: Woof, woof!! *runs towards Rafe*
Rafe: *throws cheese into bathroom*
Ditka: *Goes into bathroom*
Rafe: *closes door* Now for some zoom.
Zoom tastes like Schokolade mixed with colta cola. I pour the zoom out of a can into a travel mug, just in case Carl wakes up, and he can't see what I'm drinking.
Next, was the dangerous part.
Carl: *Sleeping*
Rafe: *sees remote*
Carl: *holding remote*
Rafe: *slowly taking remote*
Carl: *snoring*
Rafe: *gets remote* Sweet.
90 Minuten later
Mom: *arrives at home*
Rafe: *Watching The Last Solstice*
Cadence: The feelings flow deep within Nocturnal Mirage, it’s difficult to read them. But, I sense a different emotional vibration in his soul. Something happened that brought him out of his neutral and reluctant standpoint.
Luna: Hmm… If he becomes emotionally invested, it means he will revise his attitude and grab the initiative.
Cadence: Exactly.
Mom: Rafe, sweetie? It's time for bed.
Rafe: *turns off T.V* Du smell like cinammon.
Mom: I made a few apfel, apple pies.
Rafe: Did Du bring one home?
Mom: Maybe... *laughs*
Rafe: *laughs*
Mom: How was your day?
Rafe: About average.
Mom: Du seem different lately. Happier. It's nice to see. And Rafe? Du haven't seen Leo have you?
Leo's kind of a touchy subject in our house.
Rafe: *Shakes head no*
Mom: Okay then. Remember, if Du ever need to talk about anything-
Rafe: I know mom. Thanks.
My good luck lasted for another four days, fifteen hours, and twenty two minutes. It was Wednesday right after school. The time I had to spend during my first detention.
Rafe: *stops at water fountain*
??: *By Rafe*
Rafe: *drinking water*
Miller: *slams Rafe's face into fountain* Well, well. Look who it is. Seems like you're getting a reputation around here. What's your deal anyway?
Rafe: I don't know what you're talking about.
Miller: Listen *pushes Rafe onto floor* Du want to prove you're the toughest pony in this school?
Rafe: I'm not trying to prove anything.
Miller: Too late *pulls Rafe onto his hooves* You, and me outside. Right now.
Rafe: Umm.
Miller: One.
Rafe: Ummm.
Miller: Two.
Rafe: I can't!
Miller: Why not? Chicken?
Rafe: No. Detention! *runs away*
Miller: Detention? This is exactly what I'm talking about! I'm onto Du Khatchadorian! Du better watch your back before Du catch-a-door in the face!!
Rafe: *makes it to Mrs. Donatello's classroom*
Just when I was about to go in, Leo was there.
Leo: I've got bad news.
Rafe: Yeah, I think I just met it.
Leo: Well there's more. Du Lost a life. Sorry.
Rafe: What? What are Du talking about?
Leo: Du wussed out on Miller.
Rafe: Yeah well, I didn't feel like donating blood today.
Leo: Could've been worth some good points. Section nine, rule eleven. Students will not bully, harass, oder fight one another anywhere on school property.
Rafe: Just because I didn't fight him doesn't mean I should lose a life. Du never said-
Leo: I sagte I'd make things interesting. Du got your job, and I got mine.
Rafe: Whatever. I did not lose a life.
Leo: Yeah Du did.
I thought detention was going to be me, Ms. Donatello, and whoever else had gotten into trouble that week. Well Ms. Donatello was there, and so was I, but upon arrival I saw it was just the two of us.
Ms. Donatello: You're late.
Rafe: Where is everyone?
Ms. Donatello: I asked Mrs. Stricker to take the other students. I was hoping you, and I could just talk.
Rafe: (This is bad.)
Ms. Donatello: Have a seat.
Rafe: *Sits down*
None of us sagte a word. I just sat there, facing my desk. I was asleep when the glocke rang.
Mrs. Stricker: All students taking the late bus Home should proceed to the boarding area now.
Rafe: *going to door*
Ms. Donatello: I'm disappointed in Du Rafe. Du have so much potential-
Rafe: I need to catch my bus *leaves room*
I survived to be tortured another day, but just like with Miller, I wasn't sure how much longer I could hold off Ms. Donatello.
When I got Home from detention
Leo: Only two lives left, 89 rules left to break, and you've got 340,000 points.
Rafe: That's good. So what do I get anyway?
Leo: Get?
Rafe: Yeah, for all these points. They gotta be worth something right? What do I win?
Leo: Depends on how many points Du finish with. Du need at least a million.
Rafe: For what?
Leo: A week of base jumping at the Grand Canyon, all expenses paid.
Rafe: I'll need training.
Leo: No problem. We'll get Du the best.
Rafe: Then, white water rafting. All the way down the Colorado.
Leo: And rock climbing, back out of the canyon, where your Aston Maretin Vanquish, and a fake driver's license await.
Rafe: Sweet. Oh, what about Jeanne Galleta? Put her in too.
Leo: That'll cost another 200,000 points, but I'll throw in Bear. Then he gets Lost in the wild, and adopted Von real bears.
Rafe: In that case, let him get eaten Von real bears.
Leo: Nopony gets hurt, remember? It's already in the notebook.
Rafe: I'll make an exception.
Leo: No exceptions. Besides, Du need that No Hurt Rule. It's the only part of all this that Jeanne will actually like.
Rafe: Du know. Du oughta try talking to real ponies. They'd like Du if Du did.
Mom: *knocks on door* Rafe, are Du in there?
Rafe: Just a second! *putting everything away*
Mom: No, not in a second. We need to talk, right now!!
Rafe: Alright *goes out of room*
Mom: Now, come into the living room.
Rafe: *Goes into living room* What's up?
Mom: Did Du have detention today?
Rafe: Kind of.
Carl: Kind of?!!? KIND OF?!!? What does that mean?!!?
Mom: Carl, take it easy. I got a call from Mrs. Stricker. She says she left a message here last week. Do Du know anything about that?
Georgia: *Arrives* What's going on? Is Rafe in trouble?
Carl: GO TO YOUR ROOM!!!
Mom: Don't talk to her that way! Georgia, honey, this is between Rafe, and us. Go on now.
Georgia: *leaves*
Carl: You're grounded for a week.
Mom: Hold up, I wanna hear Rafe's side of this story.
Rafe: I don't really have a side of the story.
Mom: Rafe? I'm going to ask Du something else now, and I want an honest answer. Does Leo have anything to do with this?
Carl: Again, with the whole Leo thing? I've had it up to here with that! I don't wanna hear the name Leo in this house again. Understand? You.. freak.
Rafe: YOU'RE THE FREAK!!
Mom: That's enough, both of you!! Rafe, you're grounded until further notice. Carl, Du cool off somewhere. I don't wanna talk to any of Du right now.
After I recieved my "punishment" I just went to my room.
Leo: Du know, there are ways of getting back at him.
Rafe: Shut up. You're not even real. *smashes ceramic turtle*
Leo: I'm just saying. I know a way to get back at Carl, and earn some points at the same time. If you're interested. Just so Du know, it could really get Du into trouble.
Rafe: I don't care. I'm already in enough trouble as it is.
Okay, time out for a second. It's not like I was trying to hide Leo from Du - oder at least the part about him not being real. I know, I know - what kind of sixth grader has imaginary friends? I don't see it that way. He's always been around, and there's never been a reason to stop talking to him.
Basically, Leo is just there in my imagination. Du understand now?
Yes? Ok, good.
At school the Weiter day.
fohlen, colt 34: Hey. Somepony is selling Zoom here.
Filly 24: Oh cool.
Rafe: *Selling Zoom*
Hills Village Middle School is a sugary free drink zone, so something like Zoom is pure Gold here.
I only had one rule when it came to my sales. Bring Your Own Cup. That way, there wouldn't be marked cans floating around. One dollar filled the cup of your choice, oder emptied the can, whichever came first.
Rafe: *pours cup of Zoom* Here Du go.
fohlen, colt 23: Thanks Rafe *pays a dollar*
Rafe: I guess Miller is right. I am getting a reputation around here.
Ponies: *laughing*
I made 16 bucks, and 35,000 points. And when lunch was almost over...
Jeanne: *arrives*
Rafe: Thirsty?
Jeanne: Du know, this is totally against the rules.
Rafe: That makes it taste better.
Jeanne: Why does it seem like you're always trying to get in trouble? I don't get that.
Rafe: Can Du keep a secret? *shows code of conduct*
Jeanne: Yeah? So what?
Rafe: I'm going to be the first pony to break every single rule in this book.
Jeanne: Great, thanks for telling me. Now I could get into trouble.
Rafe: No Du can't. That's my policy. Whatever happens, I don't let anyone get hurt. Du can even turn me in if Du wanted too.
Jeanne: *Stares*
Rafe: Go ahead. Make my day.
Jeanne: *Smiles*
Then the glocke rang
Jeanne: Oh my gosh, I'm late for science!
Rafe: Don't worry about it.
Jeanne: No, that's what Du do. *walking*
She was just going as fast as she could without actually running, because Du know.. It's against the "rules."
Rafe: What just happened?
Leo: I'm not sure about this, but I think Du just got a step closer to Section 4, rule 7.
No Küssen oder other public displays of affection are allowed in the school.
To be continued
Hills Village Middle School. It's like a prison for colts, and fillies. Many of the teachers are rude, and so is nearly every student. I found out about all this when I got to my first class.
Rafe: *looking for a place to sit*
Ponies: *staring at Rafe*
Rafe: *goes to back row*
Miller: *staring*
Rafe: *sits down*
Miller: Sitting in the back, huh?
Rafe: Uh, yeah.
Miller: Are Du one of those troublemakers oder something?
Rafe: I don't know. Not really.
Miller: *shakes head* This is where all the juvies sit. In fact, you're in my seat.
Rafe: *looks at chair* I don't see your name on it.
Miller: *pulls Rafe out of chair* Let's try that again. This is my seat. Understand?
Rafe: Y-yes.
Miller: Good. Find another spot.
Rafe: *sits Weiter to chair he was previously in*
Miller: Uh-uh. That one is mine too.
Rafe: *stands up*
Mr. Rourke: *walks into classroom* Excuse me Mr. Khatch... Khatch-a... Khatch-a-dor...
Rafe: Khatchadorian.
Colt: Gesundheit!
Ponies: *laughing*
Mr. Rourke: QUIET!!!
Ponies: *stop laughing*
Mr. Rourke: And how are Du on this fine Tag Rafe?
Rafe: Fine, thanks.
Mr. Rourke: Do Du find our seating uncomfortable?
Rafe: Not exactly.
Mr. Rourke: Then, sit down. NOW!!!!
Rafe: *sits down*
Mr. Rourke: Now listen up everypony. In a few minutes, Du will all go to the school auditorium for a meeting. If Du need any help getting there, there will be some teachers to help you. Any questions?
Filly: What are we doing in the meeting?
Mr. Rourke: Du will learn the rules, know your schedule, and receive your school books.
The glocke rings, and we all go to the meeting
Do Du remember that nursery rhyme about Jack Sprat, and his wife? Neither of them ate the same thing, but between the two of them, they got the job done. That's kind of like with me, and Leo, except the fat, and lean are words, and pictures. Make sense? I do the talking, and Leo takes care of the drawings.
Leo speaks to me sometimes, but that's about it. Conversation just isn't his thing. If Leo wanted to tell Du your house was on fire, he'd draw a picture to Zeigen you. But he's a great artist, and if it's true that a picture's worth a thousand words, then my buddy Leo has Mehr to say then anyone I've ever met.
I sat Weiter to him for the school meeting.
Ponies: *chattering*
Rafe: *looking around* Well this is definitely "Special."
Leo: Could be worse.
Ponies: *chattering*
Mr. Dwight: *goes to front of auditorium* Attention!
Ponies: *stop talking*
After a whole speech that sounded like this...
Welcome, blah blah blah blah blah blah, lunch. Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah, watch My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic, blah blah blah blah blah, and without further ado.... Blah!!
...Mr. Dwight got out the cheerleaders, and the football team, the Fußball team, and kreuz country team, and they got everypony on their feet shouting. Well, everyone, but me. The only thing missing was a circus tent, and a couple of dancing elephants.
Rafe: *bored*
Mrs. Stricker: *stomping hooves* Nice work.
Mr. Dwight: And up Weiter for Du to meet, Mrs. Stricker!
Cheerleaders, and sports players: Yay!! *run off stage*
Mrs. Stricker: *Gets to front of auditorium* Now every year, we have a bunch of students that try to run for student counsil. If any of Du would like to do that, please come down here, and adress the assembly.
Rafe: *sees a few ponies going to front* (This is soo boring?! I wish something could happen to make this better.)
Jeanne: Hi everyone, I'm Jeanne Galletta.
Listen to this while Lesen
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Then, it did get better. I never seen her before, but man was she beautiful.
Jeanne: I think I'd be a good class representative, because I know how to listen. There's nothing Mehr important then that.
Rafe: (I'm listening.)
Leo: Are Du falling in Liebe with her.
Rafe: Eh,
Leo: Yes?
Rafe: Sure.
Jeanne: I have a lot of good ideas for how to make the school a better place. But first, I want to do one thing. *walks to Rafe*
Rafe: *excited*
Jeanne: Are Du Rafe?
Rafe: Yes.
Jeanne: Do Du want to teilt, split a large fries in the cafeteria later?
Rafe: Yeah. I'm buying.
Jeanne: No. The fries are on me. *winks*
Rafe: *smiles*
Jeanne: *Returns to front of auditorium* So, I hope you'll vote for me.
I never even heard her speech, but she definitely had my vote
After Jeanne went, a bunch of other ponies went, and I was back to being bored.
Mrs. Stricker: *returns to mic*
Rafe: (Is that it? Can we go now?)
Mrs. Stricker: *shows book* Can anyone tell me what this is?
Rafe: (No!)
Miller: Yeah. A complete waste of time.
Mrs. Stricker: This is the Hills Village Middle School Code Of Conduct. Everything Du need to know about behaving in school is in this book.
Teachers: *giving Bücher to students*
Mrs. Stricker: When Du recieve yours, open up to page one, and follow along with me.
Then, she started Lesen veeery slowly.
Mrs. Stricker: Section one: Hills Village Middle School Dress Code.
Teacher: Here *gives book to Rafe*
Rafe: *goes all the way to the back* What?
There were 16 sections, and 26 pages in this entire book! In other words, we were going to be lucky to get out of this assembly in time for Christmas. It was like Mrs. Stricker, and every single teacher was trying to get us bored to death.
Rafe: *looks at Leo*
Leo: *drawing in book*
Rafe: What are Du doing?
Leo: Just drawing. I'll Zeigen Du the picture when I'm done.
Mrs. Stricker: Section 2: Prohibited items. No students shall bring any electronic equipment not intended for class purposes. This includes cell phones, I-Pods, cameras, laptops...
The whole thing went on, and on, and on. Von the time we got to section 6: Grounds for Expulsion, my brain was turning into guacamole, and I'm pretty sure my ears were bleeding too.
As far as I could tell, this little green book in my hoof was just one long Liste of ways I could get into trouble from now, until the end of the year.
Leo: *drawing*
Rafe: *listening to Mrs. Stricker*
Leo: Hey. *shows picture* What do Du think?
His picture was him, wearing a hat, sunglasses, and headphones. He was standing on his back legs, while carrying a laptop with his left hoof, and had nun chucks in his other hoof. At the bottom, it sagte Rules Are Made For Breaking.
Rafe: It's great.
And then, that's when I got my idea. My really, stupendous, really, really, big idea. I would break every single rule in that book. Leo knew exactly what I was thinking.
Leo: Go for it. Just pick something out of the book, and get started.
Rafe: Right now?
Leo: Why not? What are Du waiting for? *opens book* Ah, this is perfect.
Rafe: I can't do that! What if someone gets hurt?
Leo: How does this hurt anyone? Except,.maybe you.
Rafe: That's not helping.
Leo: Listen. You're never going to be a jock, a candidate, oder whatever. *show rule book* This on the other hand is something Du can do.
Rafe: I don't know.
Leo: Or, Du can keep going the way Du are, and every Tag can be just like this one. It might not be so bad, but there are one hundred, and eighty school days in a year.
Rafe: Ok, ok! *gets up*
Leo wanted me to pull a feuer alarm, so that's what I went to do.
Rafe: *goes to teacher* May I please use the bathroom?
Teacher: Du can wait.
Mrs. Stricker: Section 8! We're almost there!
Rafe: Please! It's an emergency!
Teacher: Ugh! *gives bathroom pass to Rafe* Be back here in five minutes.
Rafe: Ok. *leaves*
My herz was pounding like crazy. I just had to find a feuer alarm close to the bathroom. What I would do is pull the alarm, run quickly into the bathroom, and come out just to make it look like I was in there.
Rafe: *goes to feuer alarm*
I swear, I thought that feuer Alarm sagte something to me
feuer Alarm: Oh Rafe!!
Rafe: *thinking*
Leo: Do it.
Rafe: *pulls feuer alarm*
In the auditorium
Mrs. Stricker: Ok everypony! Line up in a single file line, and walk out of the school.
Colt: But what if there's an actual fire, and we get stuck?
Mrs. Stricker: Then that's your fault. Now get in a single file line
Rafe: *Runs out of bathroom*
Teacher: Did Du pull the feuer alarm?
Rafe: I was in the bathroom. How could I pull the feuer alarm?
Teacher: Alright. Come with me. *starts walking*
Rafe: *follows teacher*
Mrs. Stricker: *gets students out of building*
Teacher: Here's a student that went to the bathroom when the alarm went off.
Mrs. Stricker: Alright. Who's your homeroom teacher?
Rafe: Mr. Rourke.
Mrs. Stricker: Ok. Go to him.
Rafe: *goes to Mr. Rourke's class*
Leo: That was awesome.
Leo then gave me a double high five
Leo: One for the execution, and the other for the idea.
Rafe: I can't take all the credit. The idea was half yours.
Leo: That's true. *shows code of conduct book* Check it out. I made some improvements.
Rafe: *looks at drawing* Not bad. And now, *crosses off Section 11: Rule 3: Students shall not tamper with smoke oder feuer alarms under any circumstances* One rule down, and well. The rest to go.
After my first Tag of school came the lowlife of my day. Coming home. My mom is dating this guy named Carl that does nothing but, watch TV oder shout at someone. His dog Ditka, is very huge, and looks like he could bite your head off.
Rafe: *enters home*
Ditka: BARK!! *gets on Rafe*
Carl: Ditka, down!
Ditka: *goes away*
Carl: So how was your first Tag of school?
Rafe: School was unbelieveable. I met this beautiful filly, and I pulled the feuer alarm
Ok, I didn't tell him that I pulled the feuer alarm, but he wouldn't care anyway.
Carl: Uh-huh. Did Du sign up for football yet?
Rafe: Nah. *grabs pudding cups from refrigerator*
Carl: Why not? Football is the only thing you're good at!
Rafe: *going to his room* Don't worry. I didn't forget I'm a loser, loser.
Carl: Did Du just call me a loser?!!?
Rafe: No, I called myself a loser! *closes door to room* Loser. *lays on bed*
Georgia: *knocks on door*
Rafe: Enter.
Georgia: *enters room, and closes door* What's going on? Why was he yelling at you? Are Du in trouble?
Rafe: Go away. I got work to do.
Georgia: Just tell me what he said.
Rafe: Here *gives pudding cup to Georgia* He sagte have a pudding cup, ok? Now get out.
Georgia: *goes to door* Rafe?
Rafe: What?
Georgia: Thanks for the pudding cup.
Rafe: You're welcome. Now close the door from the other side.
Georgia: *closes door*
Finally, some peace, and quiet. Now to get started on my plan to survive my first Jahr of middle school. First off, it needed a name. After a few minutes, I came up with Operation R.A.F.E
Rules
Aren't
For
Everypony
I'd be the first fohlen, colt to play Operation Rafe, but not the last. Someday there could be Operation R.A.F.E video games, oder action figures that looked exactly like me, a whole amusement park with sixteen different roller coasters, and no height requirements for any of the rides. The whole thing could make me the most richest pony ever.
Meanwhile, I stilll had to finish inventing this thing. I decided that every rule in the code of conduct should be worth a certain amount of points depending on how hard it was to break. Of course, I could get into a lot of trouble, so I decided to make that worth points too. There would be bonuses for things like getting big laughs, oder if Jeanne Galleta saw what I did. Definitely that!
I wrote all the rules down in a spiral notebook, but then I thought of something else. How would this all end? If I did good enough to break all the rules in this book, everything would be perfect, but what if I didn't? What would Leo think about that?
The Weiter morning, my mom set out two plates of scrambled eggs in front of me, and Georgia
Mom: Du two were asleep when I got home. I'm excited to hear about your first day! Tell me everything.
I would've sagte Define Everything, but that would be like putting up a neon sign saying I've got something to hide. So, I just let Georgia talk first.
Luckily, Georgia talks a lot. And I mean, a lot. I was just about to leave, when she finished talking.
Mom: Rafe? How was your first Tag of school?
Rafe: It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be.
Mom: *eyes widen* Who are you, and what have Du done with the real Rafe?
Rafe: I'm not saying I Liebe it-
Mom: No, but this sounds like a good start. I'm proud of Du honey. Du must be doing something right. Whatever it is, just keep doing it.
Rafe: Oh I will. *leaves house*
The Weiter few days were just okay. I just stuck to some of the beginner-level stuff to keep things moving along.
On tuesday,
Rafe: *Chewing gum*
Mr. Rourke: Hey. Spit that out.
Rafe: *spits gum into trash*
I got 5,000 points
On Wednesday,
Rafe: *running down hallway*
Mr. Dwight: Hey, slow down there.
10,000 points
Then when it was Thursday,
Rafe: *eating a snickers in library*
Mrs. Frurock: Put that away.
Rafe: *eats entire snickers*
Then on Friday
Leo: You're just coasting. If you're going to play the game, Du need to actually play it. So, I'm going to change things up.
Rafe: You? Since when do Du make decisions?
Leo: Since half of this whole idea was mine. Here's the deal. It's two twenty-six. That means fourty nine Minuten left in the day. That's how long you've got to earn thirty thousand points.
Rafe: Thirty thousand?
Leo: Yep. Otherwise Du lose a life.
Rafe: Hang on a sec... I have lives?
Leo: Sure. Three of them to be exact.
Rafe: And what happens if I lose all three?
Leo: Then you're a loser, and fail the game. The rest of the Jahr will be as fun as getting stung Von thousands of wasps.
Rafe: Oh. That's all huh? Ok, game on.
Suddenly, the glocke for eighth period rang.
Leo: That's forty-eight Minuten left, and counting. Better get busy.
My last class of the Tag was english with Mrs. Donatello.
Mrs. Donatello: Ok, today we are going to read Romeo & Juliet Von William Shakespeare. And we all know what he was famous for, right?
Rafe: (making the most boring stories in all of Equestria)
Mrs. Donatello: This story is a little advanced, but I think you're up for it.
Allison: I'll help with handing out the scripts.
Mrs. Donatello: Ok, thank you. Now let's go over the parts you'll be reading. Rafe, I think you'll make an excellent Paris.
Ponies: *laughing*
Rafe: Why do I have to read a fillie's part?
Mrs. Donatello: Paris is a stallion. He's one of Lord Capulet's best men.
Rafe: He probably still wears tights.
Unfortunately no one heard that
Mrs. Donatello: Listen to the language as we read along. Notice how every line has ten syllables. Notice the subtle rhyming. That's not easy to do. No one has ever written like Shakespeare.
Rafe: No one?
Then, that's where I got my idea to get 30,000 points. I didn't have a single line until page 12. This was good, and gave me enough time to think. Ten syllables per line? Check. Rhyming? Check.
Mrs. Donatello: Act 1, scene 2. Lord Capulet, and Paris enter.
Jason: But Montague is bound as well as I...
Rafe: (Come on, hurry up!) *puts paper over script*
Mrs. Donatello: Rafe?
Rafe: Hm?
Mrs. Donatello: It's your turn.
Rafe: Oh. Excuse me sir, there's dog poop on your shoe.
Mrs. Donatello: Rafe!
Rafe: Your wife is ugly, and your daughter too. I think this play is stupid, so guess what? I'm out of here, and Du can KISS my-
That was as far as I got until Mrs. Donatello ripped the page out of my hand.
At least everyone in my class was laughing. Only this time, they weren't laughing at me anymore. They were laughing with me.
The glocke rang, and class was over
Rafe: *going to door*
Mrs. Donatello: Rafe, come here.
Rafe: *Goes to Mrs. Donatello's desk*
Mrs. Donatello: What was that?
Rafe: Nothing.
Mrs. Donatello: It wasn't "nothing". First of all, let me say I noticed Du kept Mr. Shakespeare's meter, and rhyme in what Du wrote.
Rafe: Thanks.
Mrs. Donatello: But your behavior was unacceptable. There are better ways to use your creativity, and I think Du know that. I'm going to give Du a warning this time, but you're skating on very thin ice. Understand?
Rafe: Thin ice is better then no ice at all.
Mrs. Donatello: Alright, get outta here.
Rafe: *leaves*
While getting to my bus, all I could think about was Leo's challenge, and how I beaten it.
I got 20,000 points for using inappropriate language. 10,000 points for getting the ponies in my class to laugh, and 5,000 for Jeanne seeing what I did. Everything went great.
When I got Home that afternoon, I went straight to my room with Leo.
Rafe: Let's see here, I've got 105,000 points.
Leo: And three lives left. That thing Du did in English was pretty awesome if I say so myself.
Carl: WHAT ARE Du DOING?!!!?
For a moment, I thought he was shouting at us, but he was mad at Georgia for switching the channel on the T.V.
Georgia: Nothing. I just wanted to-
Carl: I'm watching that! Don't change the channel.
Georgia: But Du were sleeping!
Carl: No buts! Du can watch the game with me, oder get lost. Which one is it?
Georgia: *goes to her room*
Rafe: I hate when she yells at her. Hey Carl! Pick on someone your own size!!
Carl: Mind your own beeswax. *turns up volume on tv*
Leo: Du know what? We need a new rule.
Rafe: I was just thinking the same thing. Nopony should get hurt in Operation R.A.F.E.
Leo: Especially little ponies. Call it the Don't Be a bär Rule.
bär is Carl's nickname
Rafe: How about just the No-Hurt Rule?
Leo: Good enough.
After the Weiter couple of weeks, I was doing very good at Operation R.A.F.E. This might be a good time to introduce some other people at the Hills Village prison for Middle Schoolers. The cafeteria ladies, that I like to call Millie, Billie, and Tilly. I think they're part of a government program to get rid of the middle school population. Anyways, I got 15,000 points for leaving trash on the school table.
My spanish teacher, Senor Wasserman is alright. As long as Du don't make any mistakes, but if Du do, you're done for.
Senor Wasserman: Rafael llegaste tarde!! (Rafe, you're late.)
Rafe: No oi el timbre! (I didn't hear the bell.)
For arriving late, I got 7,500 points, and the reason I didn't hear the glocke was because I had headphones on which counted as no electronics. I got 5,000 points for that.
Mr. Lattimore is my gym teacher. I think he used to be a part of some army, because that's how he treats us.
Mr. Lattimore: Hup two three four hup two three four
Ponies: *running*
Mr. Lattimore: PRIVATE KHATCH-A-MA- WHATEVER YOUR NAME IS!!! What do Du think you're doing?!?
Rafe: *riding scooter*
I got 25,000 points, and Mr. Lattimore gave me thirty push ups, two extra laps, and my very first detention.
It was a typical friday night. Mom wouldn't be Home until it was late, and both Georgia, and Carl were asleep. Georgia, because she's little, and Carl, because he's lazy.
Rafe: *grabs swiss cheese* Ditka. Here boy.
Ditka: Woof, woof!! *runs towards Rafe*
Rafe: *throws cheese into bathroom*
Ditka: *Goes into bathroom*
Rafe: *closes door* Now for some zoom.
Zoom tastes like Schokolade mixed with colta cola. I pour the zoom out of a can into a travel mug, just in case Carl wakes up, and he can't see what I'm drinking.
Next, was the dangerous part.
Carl: *Sleeping*
Rafe: *sees remote*
Carl: *holding remote*
Rafe: *slowly taking remote*
Carl: *snoring*
Rafe: *gets remote* Sweet.
90 Minuten later
Mom: *arrives at home*
Rafe: *Watching The Last Solstice*
Cadence: The feelings flow deep within Nocturnal Mirage, it’s difficult to read them. But, I sense a different emotional vibration in his soul. Something happened that brought him out of his neutral and reluctant standpoint.
Luna: Hmm… If he becomes emotionally invested, it means he will revise his attitude and grab the initiative.
Cadence: Exactly.
Mom: Rafe, sweetie? It's time for bed.
Rafe: *turns off T.V* Du smell like cinammon.
Mom: I made a few apfel, apple pies.
Rafe: Did Du bring one home?
Mom: Maybe... *laughs*
Rafe: *laughs*
Mom: How was your day?
Rafe: About average.
Mom: Du seem different lately. Happier. It's nice to see. And Rafe? Du haven't seen Leo have you?
Leo's kind of a touchy subject in our house.
Rafe: *Shakes head no*
Mom: Okay then. Remember, if Du ever need to talk about anything-
Rafe: I know mom. Thanks.
My good luck lasted for another four days, fifteen hours, and twenty two minutes. It was Wednesday right after school. The time I had to spend during my first detention.
Rafe: *stops at water fountain*
??: *By Rafe*
Rafe: *drinking water*
Miller: *slams Rafe's face into fountain* Well, well. Look who it is. Seems like you're getting a reputation around here. What's your deal anyway?
Rafe: I don't know what you're talking about.
Miller: Listen *pushes Rafe onto floor* Du want to prove you're the toughest pony in this school?
Rafe: I'm not trying to prove anything.
Miller: Too late *pulls Rafe onto his hooves* You, and me outside. Right now.
Rafe: Umm.
Miller: One.
Rafe: Ummm.
Miller: Two.
Rafe: I can't!
Miller: Why not? Chicken?
Rafe: No. Detention! *runs away*
Miller: Detention? This is exactly what I'm talking about! I'm onto Du Khatchadorian! Du better watch your back before Du catch-a-door in the face!!
Rafe: *makes it to Mrs. Donatello's classroom*
Just when I was about to go in, Leo was there.
Leo: I've got bad news.
Rafe: Yeah, I think I just met it.
Leo: Well there's more. Du Lost a life. Sorry.
Rafe: What? What are Du talking about?
Leo: Du wussed out on Miller.
Rafe: Yeah well, I didn't feel like donating blood today.
Leo: Could've been worth some good points. Section nine, rule eleven. Students will not bully, harass, oder fight one another anywhere on school property.
Rafe: Just because I didn't fight him doesn't mean I should lose a life. Du never said-
Leo: I sagte I'd make things interesting. Du got your job, and I got mine.
Rafe: Whatever. I did not lose a life.
Leo: Yeah Du did.
I thought detention was going to be me, Ms. Donatello, and whoever else had gotten into trouble that week. Well Ms. Donatello was there, and so was I, but upon arrival I saw it was just the two of us.
Ms. Donatello: You're late.
Rafe: Where is everyone?
Ms. Donatello: I asked Mrs. Stricker to take the other students. I was hoping you, and I could just talk.
Rafe: (This is bad.)
Ms. Donatello: Have a seat.
Rafe: *Sits down*
None of us sagte a word. I just sat there, facing my desk. I was asleep when the glocke rang.
Mrs. Stricker: All students taking the late bus Home should proceed to the boarding area now.
Rafe: *going to door*
Ms. Donatello: I'm disappointed in Du Rafe. Du have so much potential-
Rafe: I need to catch my bus *leaves room*
I survived to be tortured another day, but just like with Miller, I wasn't sure how much longer I could hold off Ms. Donatello.
When I got Home from detention
Leo: Only two lives left, 89 rules left to break, and you've got 340,000 points.
Rafe: That's good. So what do I get anyway?
Leo: Get?
Rafe: Yeah, for all these points. They gotta be worth something right? What do I win?
Leo: Depends on how many points Du finish with. Du need at least a million.
Rafe: For what?
Leo: A week of base jumping at the Grand Canyon, all expenses paid.
Rafe: I'll need training.
Leo: No problem. We'll get Du the best.
Rafe: Then, white water rafting. All the way down the Colorado.
Leo: And rock climbing, back out of the canyon, where your Aston Maretin Vanquish, and a fake driver's license await.
Rafe: Sweet. Oh, what about Jeanne Galleta? Put her in too.
Leo: That'll cost another 200,000 points, but I'll throw in Bear. Then he gets Lost in the wild, and adopted Von real bears.
Rafe: In that case, let him get eaten Von real bears.
Leo: Nopony gets hurt, remember? It's already in the notebook.
Rafe: I'll make an exception.
Leo: No exceptions. Besides, Du need that No Hurt Rule. It's the only part of all this that Jeanne will actually like.
Rafe: Du know. Du oughta try talking to real ponies. They'd like Du if Du did.
Mom: *knocks on door* Rafe, are Du in there?
Rafe: Just a second! *putting everything away*
Mom: No, not in a second. We need to talk, right now!!
Rafe: Alright *goes out of room*
Mom: Now, come into the living room.
Rafe: *Goes into living room* What's up?
Mom: Did Du have detention today?
Rafe: Kind of.
Carl: Kind of?!!? KIND OF?!!? What does that mean?!!?
Mom: Carl, take it easy. I got a call from Mrs. Stricker. She says she left a message here last week. Do Du know anything about that?
Georgia: *Arrives* What's going on? Is Rafe in trouble?
Carl: GO TO YOUR ROOM!!!
Mom: Don't talk to her that way! Georgia, honey, this is between Rafe, and us. Go on now.
Georgia: *leaves*
Carl: You're grounded for a week.
Mom: Hold up, I wanna hear Rafe's side of this story.
Rafe: I don't really have a side of the story.
Mom: Rafe? I'm going to ask Du something else now, and I want an honest answer. Does Leo have anything to do with this?
Carl: Again, with the whole Leo thing? I've had it up to here with that! I don't wanna hear the name Leo in this house again. Understand? You.. freak.
Rafe: YOU'RE THE FREAK!!
Mom: That's enough, both of you!! Rafe, you're grounded until further notice. Carl, Du cool off somewhere. I don't wanna talk to any of Du right now.
After I recieved my "punishment" I just went to my room.
Leo: Du know, there are ways of getting back at him.
Rafe: Shut up. You're not even real. *smashes ceramic turtle*
Leo: I'm just saying. I know a way to get back at Carl, and earn some points at the same time. If you're interested. Just so Du know, it could really get Du into trouble.
Rafe: I don't care. I'm already in enough trouble as it is.
Okay, time out for a second. It's not like I was trying to hide Leo from Du - oder at least the part about him not being real. I know, I know - what kind of sixth grader has imaginary friends? I don't see it that way. He's always been around, and there's never been a reason to stop talking to him.
Basically, Leo is just there in my imagination. Du understand now?
Yes? Ok, good.
At school the Weiter day.
fohlen, colt 34: Hey. Somepony is selling Zoom here.
Filly 24: Oh cool.
Rafe: *Selling Zoom*
Hills Village Middle School is a sugary free drink zone, so something like Zoom is pure Gold here.
I only had one rule when it came to my sales. Bring Your Own Cup. That way, there wouldn't be marked cans floating around. One dollar filled the cup of your choice, oder emptied the can, whichever came first.
Rafe: *pours cup of Zoom* Here Du go.
fohlen, colt 23: Thanks Rafe *pays a dollar*
Rafe: I guess Miller is right. I am getting a reputation around here.
Ponies: *laughing*
I made 16 bucks, and 35,000 points. And when lunch was almost over...
Jeanne: *arrives*
Rafe: Thirsty?
Jeanne: Du know, this is totally against the rules.
Rafe: That makes it taste better.
Jeanne: Why does it seem like you're always trying to get in trouble? I don't get that.
Rafe: Can Du keep a secret? *shows code of conduct*
Jeanne: Yeah? So what?
Rafe: I'm going to be the first pony to break every single rule in this book.
Jeanne: Great, thanks for telling me. Now I could get into trouble.
Rafe: No Du can't. That's my policy. Whatever happens, I don't let anyone get hurt. Du can even turn me in if Du wanted too.
Jeanne: *Stares*
Rafe: Go ahead. Make my day.
Jeanne: *Smiles*
Then the glocke rang
Jeanne: Oh my gosh, I'm late for science!
Rafe: Don't worry about it.
Jeanne: No, that's what Du do. *walking*
She was just going as fast as she could without actually running, because Du know.. It's against the "rules."
Rafe: What just happened?
Leo: I'm not sure about this, but I think Du just got a step closer to Section 4, rule 7.
No Küssen oder other public displays of affection are allowed in the school.
To be continued
