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  I walked to school the next day with my head held high and walked with lots of purpose. The New Silver Spoon(future me) would have hair that Diamond Tiara and her posse envied, the fashion sense of all the popular, mean fillies in EQUESTRIA, and would weigh less than one hundred pounds in a year.

  The current Old Silver Spoon(present me) has hair that is so embarressingly messy that she has to put it up in a french braid, weighs over two hundred pounds, and has the fashion sense of all the popular, mean fillies in Ponyville only put together.

  I wore my hair down and put on my contacts(because apparently messy is the new pretty, and glasses are the new ugly) so I could start on my Operation: Make The Fat Filly The Pretty Filly(I know it's cheesy!). I even went the extra mile and started to experiment with my mom's makeup. She's not at home to scold me, and even if she was, after she did, she wouldn't give a hoot about what I did again.

  I arrived on school campus and inhaled a deep breath. "Ok," I launched into a self pep talk. "Don't think about what your new crush, Strike,DT's little group, or what any pony else would think. Just...relax. Pretend you're just walking home from this place. Or calling your BFF, Goody Gumdrops. Just relax." I took another breath and walked inside the schoolhouse just before the bell rang.

  Miss Cheerilee kept us working hard until recess and lunch. At recess, I sprinted laps around the playground until it was time to eat lunch.

  We headed back inside the building and got our lunches. Miss Cheerilee was nice, and let us eat outside for a change. The teachers had a special luncheon in the office building, and a chaperone came to spy(scratch that) watch us.

I gasped, and almost burped in shock when I saw who the chaperone actually was...

THE COOK!!!!!!!!!!

And she saw me too, because she glared and walked over to me. "Where's your lunch?" She sneered.

  Before I could answer, she belted out,"Are you trying to LOSE WEIGHT?!" She looked at the class when she said the last two words.

  I rolled my eyes and hissed at her. "You are SUCH a FOAL, you LAZY SERVANT!!!!" I ran off to the picnic table the class was supposed to sit at.

  I sat at the left corner of the table on the bottom side, and Diamond Tiara and her friends sat next to her, side by side, all seven of them(well, EIGHT, if you counted Diamond Tiara).

"HIIIIIIIIIIII, oh, SILVY SPOON!" Diamond Tiara flipped her mane and gave me a weird smug look.

"Um, hiya, Diamond Tiara." I shrugged.

  Diamond Tiara reached inside her bedazzled lunch bag and pulled out a chocolate cupcake with cream cheese frosting. "Eww, I CANNOT eat this! I can't believe Daddy gave me a cupcake even when I told him NO!!!!"

"Why don't you eat it, DT?" The blonde wannabe asked. "It could be your weekly carb."

Wait a moment. So these fillies only ate carbs every WEEK?! Yikes!

Diamond Tiara sighed like she was bored of the filly. Who wouldn't be, after her tagging along to DT like a sick, lost puppy?

  "I already ATE my weekly carb, yesterday, Noi. My dad took me to Sugar Cube Corner to get a treat for getting good grades. I ate a piece of low-fat, sugar-free shortcake with zero calorie vanilla frosting." Diamond Tiara said, like, DUH?

DOUBLE YIKES!!

"Cool, Diamond Tiara. That sounds delicious." I swallowed. Swallowing always comes after lying.

Or at least that has always been in my experience.

Diamond Tiara shot dagger eyes at me. I flinched.

  "Would YOU like the cupcake, Silver Spoon?" Diamond Tiara smiled like a beauty queen, batted her eyes innocently, and held the cupcake out to me. "You don't even have any lunch!"

I love chocolate cupcakes, so this situation was tempting. "No thanks, Diamond Tiara. I'm going anorexic today. I'm trying to lose weight."

Noi and the wannabes snickered. Some pony said, "I told you!"

"Told who what?" I asked.

  "We've noticed you've been trying to lose weight, Silver Spoon." Diamond Tiara said. "But this is a zero-cal dark chocolate diet cupcake. Eat it. It won't hurt you."

Was this some type of TRICK?! My stomach growled. I WAS hungry.

  I snatched the cupcake from Diamond Tiara and took a humongous bite. I felt my fat face go red. This cupcake was an Aztec Chile cupcake, with more spice in it than usual. I refrained myself from screaming, "THAT CUPCAKE'S ON FIRE!!!!!", and spitting it out in Diamond Tiara's face. That disgusting filly! She's being mean all because I stood up to her bullying me about taking away the seat I claimed next to Strike. Like me, she was also crushing on Strike.

I couldn't believe I fell for the popular girl's fake-friend act.

Every filly started laughing. "I KNEW she would fall for it!" Noi sneered. "She can't resist a fatty thing."

  Diamond Tiara smirked and rolled her eyes. "Let's just face it, Silver Spoon." She tapped her chin thoughtfully. "Or should I call you Silver Shovel? 'Cuz every food you get your hooves on, you always SHOVEL it into your mouth. You burp more burps in a day than fat ol' Pony Joe does in a month!"

The fillies laughed so hard, they started rolling on the ground with their eyes watering.

"Some fillies are just meant to have a little more baby foal fat," Diamond Tiara teased. "Like YOU!"

  "That is IT, Diamond Tiara!!" I slammed my fat, jiggly hoof on the picnic table. "I have had ENOUGH of this nonsense!!!! I am SICK and TIRED of your little mind games!!!!!!! What is all this really about? Are you all frazzled and worried that I would steal your boo, Strike, all because I sit diagonal from him?! Are you REALLY THAT insecure?!!"

"Look at her belly and hooves!" Noi giggled to her companion.

"Shut up, Noi." Diamond Tiara kept her icy blue gaze on me.

Noi gasped.

  Diamond Tiara stood up out of her seat and pointed her hoof in my face. "Oh, Silver Shovel. Typical. Is that the best you've got?" Diamond Tiara walked over to my side of the picnic table and whispered in my ear. "You are SO gonna pay for that, Silver Spoon. That was only the beginning. I know that you've  moved from Canterlot and all, which is the only GOOD thing about you, but when I'm done with you, you are going to wish that you NEVER had moved to Ponyville."

I gulped. "Whatever, Diamond Tiara." I had to make it seem like her threats weren't getting to me. "You're nothing."

  "That's what all the losers say before they're crushed by the wrath of Diamond Tiara."  She flipped her long, highlighted mane in my fat face and sashayed back to her seat on the other side of the picnic table.

We all sat in silence for the rest of the lunch period and we had to all go back inside.