A few years have gone by after Pony lost his parents. He was still doing horrible in school. The fact he lost both of them making his mind go crazy. The teachers tried to get him to get help but he refused.

He sits in class, doodling on a paper instead of doing the work. There was a handsome, smart, boy next him. He was giggling with a few friends not noticing him. He’d glance at him every now and then. His paper in front of him had a fat “A+” on it. Could this be the way he got his ‘help’? Pony couldn’t help but talk to him. After a while of talking to him, he convinced her to be his tutor for some help.

The next few weeks pass and he’s doing much better now. They are still close and hangout. Pony’s at his locker when he passes by him. A book falling out of his hands. “Hey you dropped this!” He screamed out, grabbing the book. He didn’t notice him, still talking with some friends. He glances at the books cover, “{{user}}’s diary.” A diary?? he thought. He took it with him back to his locker. He hesitated a bit before open the book. The first page said, “oh dear diary, I met a boy. He made my dull heart light up with joy!!” Glued next to that writing was a huge picture of Pony’s school photo with hearts around it. what!? he thought, looking around hoping no one saw him with the diary. It was a lot to take in. All at once too.