Two worlds collide

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I got up and did my daily routine. I looked at the list of things I had to do in the bathroom. Brush teeth, brush hair, wear deodorant, put on a pad if I have my period.  Once I did everything on that list, I looked at the list in the bedroom.

Change underwear, wear clean outfit, wear socks, make sure shoes match.  It's not that I forget these things, sometimes I don't feel they are essential.  As for matching with my clothes, my parents gave up the fight. As long as they were clean that's all that mattered.

I came downstairs and had breakfast. I tend to stick to one thing but once in a great while I change it. This is a battle. My parents want me to try new things. They said to take a bite, if I don't like it, then I didn't have to eat it.

As for most condiments, those are a no. Ketchup was a rarity and I didn't mind syrup. I didn't like butter, mayonnaise or anything else for that matter. I prefer my food plain.  People think I'm picky but most of the time, I don't like the texture.

When we finished, my parents took me to school. I got out of the car, grabbed my bag and walked inside. I did my routine then went to the room I usually start my day in.  I walked in to find Antonio waiting for me.

I walked over and set my bag down, "did you study," I asked him.

"Yes. I fell asleep," he grinned.

I pulled out a paper and pencil, placing it in front of him.

"Okay tell me the six my little ponies," I ordered.

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me. I told you I would quiz you. What part did you think I was lying about?"  I looked at him as his eyes widened.

"Then you didn't study like you said you did," I said taking the paper from him.

"I studied school subjects," he said to me.

"Did it make you any smarter," I asked him directly.

"I don't know. I haven't had a test yet. Why?"

"Because if you study then you retain information. You're tested not for retention but what you understand. Anyone can memorize information but it's understanding is what makes it different.  Do you understand the difference between the colors of the rainbow," I asked him.

"Different lights bounce off a prism to create an effect," he answered.

"Wrong. Light is reflected through water droplets. This is basic information they teach us in seventh grade science class," I told him.

He looked at me stunned.

"Don't look at me like that," I demanded.


"I lack social cues and skills not intelligence," I said as I went to work on my puzzle.

He sat there trying to talk to me. Then I remembered what dad said. I sighed, "look my dad said I should try to be nice to you. He says I need to make an effort. I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings for making you feel dumb."

He furrowed his brows then said, "if you want to learn social skills then how about you be sincere with your apology?"

"What do you mean?"

"First of all you, you just need to say you're sorry for hurting someone's feelings. Don't add to it," he advised.

"Why?  Shouldn't people know what someone is sorry for?"

"When you apologize they usually know. When someone has a fight and the other person is wrong, the person who is wrong will apologize. Understand?"

"So if someone calls someone a name then that person who called the name should apologize?"

"Exactly," he said.

"Okay.  What about friends," I asked him.

"What about them?"

"How do you make friends?"

"You say hi. Talk to them. Listen.  It's not rocket science," he said to me.

"I said hi to people. They called me weird. I talked to them about My Little Pony and they laughed.  Did I do something wrong," I asked.

"The first part, no. The second part, I would say they don't understand why you like My Little Pony. Why do you like it," he asked me.

"Because they're good. They do good things. They're friends even though they are different. I like the colors. How they fit together but different. I like their personalities," I said enthusiastically.

He looked at me inquisitively.

"Is that not the answer you're looking for?"

"Actually that answer is perfect."

Antonio's POV

I watched a small smile form then she said, "you have brown eyes like me. Except your eyes are a chocolate brown. They have flecks in them. That took me by surprise as she went back to her puzzle.

Rainbow wasn't weird or odd. She didn't understand things most people did. You have to be direct with her. She's very literal. It made her unique.

That's when I decided to do something for her. In order for her to step into my world, I needed to step into hers. I picked up a puzzle piece and placed it in its spot. She glanced at me then diverted her eyes back to the puzzle.

Together we worked on the puzzle.

At lunch, I brought Morris and Adrian with me to have lunch with Rainbow.

"Rainbow, these are my friends Adrian Wright and Wade Morris," I introduced her to them.

"Hello," she said softly.

"Hi," they both said.

"Rainbow, why don't you ask them to join us?"

"Oh. Okay. Would you please join us," she asked politely.

They smiled.

"Sure," they both said as they sat down at the table.

She looked at them and I leaned over and whispered something to her. She looked at them, "you're friends of Antonio's right?"

"Yes," Adrian said.

"Do you like My Little Pony," she asked them. I looked up and sighed.

"Actually, Pinky Pie is my fav," Morris said. I looked at Morris as he grinned.


"Hell yeah. That pink pony is the happiest pony and throws the best parties," he exclaimed. Say what?

"I like Fluttershy," she told him happily.

"Personally I prefer Rainbow Dash," Adrian shrugged.

What just happened? How the hell do my friends know about My Little Pony?

I sat there and listened to them. The topic moved from My Little Pony to other things. Rainbow was actually engaging with them. I couldn't get her to engage with me to save my life.

After lunch we walked to class and I had to ask, "what the hell was that?"

They looked at me.

"I can't get the girl to talk to me like that but you two have no problem. What gives?"

"Probably because you don't have little sisters," Adrian shrugged.

Morris gave me a look.


"Dude, we watch My Little Pony all the time because of our sisters. Rainbow is no different. Yeah she has autism but she's still a girl. Get past the autism and you'll get her to engage," Morris advised me.

"That means get your head out of a book and learn something. Life isn't always in a book. It's happening right in front of you," Adrian added.

I had a feeling that this girl was going to teach me things that no book offers. Why did I have a feeling I would like it?

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