My Name is Coffee Breeze And this is my story.As a unicorn growing up in Canterlot, i never had many friends. I was always picked on for having glasses and nopony seemed to care. I went to magic kinder garden but in about grade 2 or so i went into a different class where it was both academics and magic. I met my best friend in that class. He was an orange earth pony with a blue mane and tail and his name was Gearwall , He looked as if his family ran a farm or some other produce occupation. We always got along and rarely fought about anything, he was so humble. I remained to do well in all subjects in both my classes. I isolated myself from a