My name is Carter Wilson, the best thing just happened to me. I found two girls that don't care how another appeals, that doesn't judge. I just haven't really tried to ask any one of them out yet, but my friend Soarin is trying to help me, but he has kinda been acting weird lately, because I'm a coward when it comes to speaking to new people. Its my senior year in 1967, and if I don't speak up, I will probably never get a chance.

(I decided to put this story in a different time period because I've noticed there is barely any stories in the past , I will accept kind and constructive criticism, I hope you enjoy the story, By the way I based Ponyville off of Chicago in this story). (Edited by Benprodemo, also proofread by SteampunkVynill).