Starlight

Reyna trained. And trained. And trained.

Always running, chasing after her dream, punching away every doubt and ripping away at the punching bags, practising every trick in the book, hoping to achieve her goal.

She unwrapped the bandages from her hand and wiped her forehead.

The time was quarter to seven. She had made a habit of coming down to the gym and training before school every day, so that she'd be ready for a summer of working out- so that she could finally be worthy to be a Wonderbolt once she'd left high school.

She packed up her bag and exited the gym, going to the showers. She stripped and turned the water up hot, letting it wash away the sweat and worry.

She planned to spend the day with her girlfriend Twila. Twila was moving to study under the princess again in Camelot, the nearest big city and where the royal family resided.

Reyna was proud of her and genuinely upset that she was going, but to be honest she was glad. She needed more time to train and with Twila gone she could devote more time to working out. Also, her and Twila's relationship had been rockier lately. Maybe a long-distance relationship would strengthen their bond.

Reyna rushed out of her Geography class and headed towards the canteen where she knew her friends would gather to eat lunch. It was weird to think how they would soon never eat here again after years of meeting.

Upon arriving she noticed only Rebecca was there. She sat down across from the purple-haired designer. Rebecca gave her a nod while picking at her salad.

"Hi, Reyna. How are you?" asked Rebecca, closing her notebook where she kept her design ideas.

"Good. Have you seen Diane today? I've seen Chylenne and I know she goes home to feed her animals, and AJ, you and me are all here. I've seen everyone but her." Reyna said, tucking in to her cold pizza- left-overs from last night. She often ate left-overs.

"You haven't seen Twila." Rebecca said cattily. "She's had free periods all morning and is studying in the library."

Reyna mentally face-palmed. Twila was her girlfriend; she should be thinking about her first and not Diane. Funny how Diane's whereabouts were more important that Twila's to her.

"Do you think she's sick?" Reyna asked, changing the subject quickly.

Rebecca shrugged, spearing a stray piece of lettuce with her fork. "I have no idea. I didn't have a chance to call her before school like I usually do because I had a call from an important European client and-"

Reyna held up a hand to shush her.

"Alright, alright, calm down." she chuckled, "It's cool. I'll check up on her after school." she insisted.

"But Dash," Rebecca calling her Dash was a bad sign- it meant she was going to be annoyingly stubborn, "what about your training? You can't interrupt your schedule!"

Reyna bit her lip. Rebecca did have a point. But she always put her friends first- her short stint at the Wonderbolt Academy had proved that.

"But-" she began.

"No buts." Rebecca snapped playfully.

"I don't have to work until four. I'll check up on her."

Reyna could have sworn Rebecca's blue eyes darkened as soon as she protested, but she brushed it off as a trick of light.

"Don't be a bitch." she mock-glared at her friend. Rebecca held her gaze for a few minutes, not changing her expression.

Reyna stuck her tongue out and went cross-eyed. Rebecca smiled and soon they were both laughing hard.

"Anyway," said Rebecca after they'd recovered, "Twila wants to talk to you after school, alone. She says it's important."

"That's never a good start." joked Reyna, but her heart melted a little inside, while her smile brightened as Chylenne and Jack came over.

She met Twila by the school track. She was clutching an old dusty book to her chest.

"Hey," said Reyna, greeting her with a lingering kiss. Despite her conflicted feelings on their relationship it felt good to kiss her again.

"Hello Reyna! Did Rebecca tell you I needed to talk to you?" Twila asked

The rainbow-haired athlete nodded, biting her lip.

"Well, as you know I am going back to Camelot this August to further my education with Princess Celeste and I will also be receiving lessons from Princess Luna. Now I know we've only been dating for a few months and-"

"Are you going to give me 'the talk'?" Reyna cut her off. Twila blinked.

"Excuse me?" she asked.

"You know: 'I love you but we just can't be together, we won't work out, blahblah blah."

Twila adjusted her glasses. "Well I was trying to aim for a different angle but I suppose, yes, that is the general theme."

Reyna rolled her eyes and turned to leave. She didn't need this crap. What she needed was a punching bag, her iPod and the feeling of sweat trickling down her forehead as she let out her frustration.

"Dash!" called Twila. Reyna stopped in her tracks.

"Listen," the bookworm said breathlessly, "I know it's a cliché but what with my studies and your training a long-distance relationship just won't work."

Reyna nodded. "It's cool. I understand. But hey, let's keep it between us until you officially leave, 'kay? I don't wanna make a scene." she said.

Twila nodded back. "Understandable. Now, Reyna, if you may excuse me I'm tutoring Chylenne in Spanish and I have to go."

Reyna watched her go emptily. Herr heart should be breaking, her eyes burning with tears of passion and other related exaggerations.

Yet all she felt was if a great gust of wind had blown over her.

Peace.