Sigma

@@madjack2001 Sigma turned to the pony who tapped him on the back and and smiled. In terms of social awkwardness, Sigma felt the exact same way on the inside. "My name's Sigma." he then told the pony. "Yea, I was born and raised in the countryside, but I always stuck out like a sore hoof over there. I was never interested in rodeos and farming; I'm more in to mathematics and technology." Sigma then asked "What's your name?"

@@Little Red "I have to say, the food back where I lived was pretty good." Sigma claimed. "Ponies who live at the countryside take pride in their cooking, and the schools are no exception. The ladies who work in the cafeterias there are usually old mares who were born and raised in the area, so they've been cooking for decades. If my old school's education was anywhere near as good as its food, I probably wouldn't have transferred."

Make sure you check with NonBinaryDuck first. Also, read the original post.

That spot's taken by Pelate, but from what I remember, virtually all school coaches have assistants.

@@Pelate "Sure." Sigma said with a smile. He always sat by himself at his old school, so he liked the idea of having friends to sit with for a change, even if he was going to spend most of his time continuing to read his book rather than talking, but still, at least he won't be alone.

@@Pelate Sigma thought about the coach's words. The reason why he galloped the track again had less to do with character and more to do with frightened impulse, so that part of what he was saying didn't resonate well. However, it's obvious that he was trying his best to not be a villain, and that was reassurance enough for Sigma. "I'll be sure to clear my head before doing anything again in this class." The white unicorn said while remembering why he wasn't paying attention. He then turned to the others. "Do we have any other classes today?"

Sorry for the delay; I took a nap...

Sigma saw that the mare he collided in to offered to help him up, and in response, the stallion gave her a legitimate "Thanks." before taking the offer. "Well... now what do we do?" he then asked. Sigma was back on his hooves, and it seems that everypony had finished galloping the track.

@@Pelate Sigma continued to lay on the ground. Four hundred yards in a minute and thirty four seconds? Let's see, that was... 400.yds/(1min+34s)=400.yds/94s≈4.255yds/s≈15319.148yds/hr≈8.704mi/hr Significant digits considering... 8.7mi/hr The white unicorn let out a sigh. That wasn't a speed to boast about; it's obvious that the two ponies who complimented him were just trying to be reassuring after he got yelled at. Sigma, in an attempt to be polite, let out an empty "Thanks."

Still frightened by the gym coach, Sigma felt like he was being chased by rabid dogs when he sprinted around the track the second time. When he galloped across the finish line, all of his adrenaline dissipated, and having no energy left to spare, he fell forward and began breathing heavily, also shaking a bit.

Sigma felt his heart stop for a moment when the coach yelled at him. His ears folded back, his cheeks blushed slightly, and his eyes resembled that of a puppy dog. Then, when he heard the command to run the track again, he scampered off to go do so. Sigma always felt bad when ponies yelled at him...

@ Sigma turned to Lightning. "Well, that's nice of him." he thought with a smile before explaining his health. "I'm pretty sure my left shoulder's scrapped. Can you tell if my head's injured? It wouldn't do me much good if I end up with a concussion." the stallion said.

Sigma let out a sigh of relief. "Okay, that's good." he commented. He almost went back to what he was thinking about beforehoof before something else occurred to him: a certain full grown stallion was yelling at them while they were in that awkward position, and that full grown stallion was... an ex-drill sergeant who also happened to be their gym coach. Sigma turned to the school employee, and put on a face of... something as he realized he was going to be scolded for what he had done.

@@Little Red Sigma, who was freaking out over what he had done, didn't take the time to think about how a 'mortally wounded' mare could casually trot across the finish line before continuing her pain and suffering, galloped to the end of the track, and sat down next to the mare, putting his hoof on her back in an attempt to comfort her. Sigma looked away from the mare for a moment to see tens of pairs of eyes staring at the two. He was about to become as red as a tomato before a self-made command boomed in his head: "Ignore them!" Sigma closed his eyes for a moment; the ponies around him were not of his concern. He then opened his eyes and turned to the mare he had knocked down. "Do you need to see the school nurse?" he asked timidly.

@@Little Red Sigma completely and utterly broke his concentration on mathematics as well as his injuries when he realized he was... on top of a mare!? "I'm so sorry!" Sigma yelled as he jumped up on to his hooves. "I wasn't paying attention to where I was going! Are you hurt!?"

Thanks for the compliment.

Source please? Like a news source?

It'll work, thanks for that. Notice: Sigma is very light weight, so I'm not sure if Skylar was also knocked down by the collision. I think we should leave it up to Little Red.

@@Little Red Sigma sprinted past several ponies as he quickly covered ground on the track. He was never good in sports due to his timid nature towards anything physical, but for some reason, he never found galloping a problem. It usually didn't take long for the unicorn to lose his breath, but he would probably at least be close to the end of the track before that happened. Even as he was passing ponies left and right, he was still thinking about what he had just read. "Hmm, maybe I can create a version of mathematical induction that can be used to set rules for some things other than the natural numbers, like multiples of two or reciprocals of the natural num-" *Smack* "Aah!" Sigma, distracted by his mathematics, slammed hard in to Skylar and hit the ground even harder. "Ow, I think I scrapped my shoulder..." Sigma said out loud as he touched the top of his left foreleg and felt a sting. His head also ached a bit; he hoped he didn't get a concussion.

I have a plan for Sigma, but it involves either Skylar or Sketchy starting to gallop first. Lightning is probably galloping too fast for Sigma to catch up to, and Tranquillity will likely never get ahead of Sigma due to the fact that she started late and will be skipping. I'm going to hang back and wait until I see the opportunity. Little Red will probably have some fun with Skylar's reaction once this plan is executed.

After reading his status update, it seems that Chill's not in a very good spot right now. I think we should just assume; don't bother him.

Checking in. Also, here's this:

Sigma slowly caught up to Lightning, Sketchy, and Skylar, and broke his concentration for a moment so he could ask the group of pegasi a question. "How many yards was it again?" he asked. Even as he asked the question, he was still pandering the idea of a potential theorem in the back of his head, but regardless, he was focused enough to comprehend the answer to the question he had just asked.

Sigma book marked his page, closed his book, put it down, and then proceeded to slowly walk towards the door. While he stopped reading the book, he was still thinking about the contents that it had, and was hardly any more attentive now than he was before.