It was the first time I felt like crying. I hid in the closet in the hallway.

"YOU?!" he shouted in awe.
I remembered I nodded. Then he flew away.
He was'nt fast and I could catched up with him easily but I felt hopeless and all the speed in me was gone.
I flew back inside and hid in the closet. I stayed there for at least two hours. Luna raised the moon and everpony went back to sleep. I just sat there ant tought of Soarin and Spitfire who always were in this room. What if they find me here?
But they're together. I did'nt know if it was the fact I was alone or that I loved Soarin, Fleetfoot's way, and he did'nt loved me anymore. If he ever did.
I wondered.

The next morning I woke up at six o clock. I decided to go outside, even tough it was raining. Nopony was going to search for me there.
I flew to the floating pieces of rock that were flat on top. Some ponies built their houses on top. Mainly pegasi, becuse falling down would cause death. Around the houses of non-pegasi stood high walls to prevent falling.
How did it became so messed up?
I should'nt stole that key, but still. Then I would kept wondering why Louise was so mad at me. Thinking about Louise, sometimes she follows me with her weird voices and sometimes she gissips behind my back. I just don't get that pony.
Should I go home? If I become a Wonderbolt, then I'm stuck here. With Soarin, who prbably does'nt want to see me, and Spitfire, who watches everything I do. But it would make my dad happy. And it's my dream. Is it? Hmm. I'm doubting it, even tough I loved flying when I was a filly. I was the fastest, my cutie mark says so and if flying was'nt my destiny, I would be cutie merk-less. Scootaloo would probably find that very funny.
But I miss my friends, and there is nothing here. My mom once said that the thunderbolt in my cutie mark standed for strength. The strength to change something big. In one of the houses was a filly eating breakfast. I should go back, or they will question where I was.
Becoming the captain of the Wonderbolts would be a big change. Somehow I don't want to.

"Rainbow, Hey! Rainbow!" Fleetfoot waved from the entrance of the hallway.
"What are you doing outside so early? It's raining like somepony turned around a bucket of water. Come in!" she said.
Fine. Now I had to spend time with Fleetfoot and Soarin, who were better friends scince ever.
"I'd better go to the house of the Wonderbolts in training." I tried to find a reason to avoid her.
"Come on! We're having patrouille today and I wanted to say I was stupid following him and having you come with me." she apologised.
Fleetfoot was outside now too. Her mane looked just like Female Pony's when we followed her and Soarin.
Before I could answer she pulled me inside and said she had to dry her mane.
Soarin trotted at the end of the hallway next to the closet.
"Rainbow Dash. I need to talk to you." he said.
I don't need to talk to you Soarin so just go away.
"It won't take long. But I need to tell you." Soarin just stood there and I did'nt know why or when I decided to go there but suddenly Soarin pushed me in the closet and closed the door.
"Rainbow, I know you probably don't want to talk to me but just answer this question."
I somehow tought of him and Spitfire who came here often.
"Did you searched for something in the office?" he asked.
How hard I tried to avoid looking at him, she still looked right into my eyes.
I was silent for a while. Then I slowly nodded.
"Listen. I'm not mad at you, but I don't want you to get in trouble." he explained.
I wanted to say something I didn't knew when Fleetfoot opened the door.
"Soarin? You in here?" she said.
Now that was awkward.
Being caught with a stallion who already has a girlfriend in the place he usually sees her by a friend. And seeing the look on Fleetfoots face she tought the same. Soarin immediatly flew away.
"You're lucky I'm not Spitfire." Fleetfoot grinned.
"Yeah..." I felt I blushed "for him too. She's his girlfriend after all."
"Girlfriend? Oh no." Fleetfoot shook her head "Spitfire makes everypony think that."
I did'nt know why that relieved me. I just tought they were too different.

Because of the weather everypony stayed inside wich meant that I laid on my bed while Louise and co played a stupid game about fashion that probably only Rarity would understand.
Every mare with a short mane looks the same if she flew in the rain. That means Louise is'nt Female Pony. You can recognize her long mane everywhere. What if Female Pony is Spitfire? She could have had the key the first day I heard her. But Female Pony had a little higher voice. That would explain why they were at Spitfires house. But still.
Louise started screaming at something. Just ignore it.
And Spitfire would'nt steal her own papers and then fly away. Somehow I felt like telling Soarin. He knew I stole the key but it's just too awkward to tell I heard him and Female Pony. Even Twilight could know that. Altough, she IS a giant egghead.
Louise screamed again. Could she please be quiet? I'm thinking.
"Ieeeeeee! A spider! A spider! April, Kaila anypony, GET IT AWAY!"
I turned around and picked the spider up and let it out of the window.
She hugged me and screamed that I saved her or something and that she could never thank me enough.
I didn't wanted to save you Louise. I just wanted you to shut up.
I turned around and waited until Soarin and Fleetfoot came back from patrouille.

When they came back Fleetfoot was going t take a shower and I took the oppertunity to talk to Soarin.
I felt more comfortable because he said he was'nt mad a me.
"What did you wanted to tell me?" I asked.
If he was going to talk about Female Pony, I would know who she is.
"If you want to search for information, you should tell me." He said.
Tell him? "And why should I do that? I can search for myself."
"I can help you." he said.
Why would he help me? He's with Spitfire. Oh. No, he's not.
"I know it sounds stupid, but I know where to look." He continued.
It sounds nice. I can spend time with him instead of Louise, I may find something about Female Pony and (if he doesnt lie, why would he?) I get the information I need.
"Alright." I agreed. What could go wrong?

A lot. When we decided to search in Spitfire's office (she should have left ten minutes ago) we found her in the locker room and had to explain what we were doing.
"What are you two doing here together? Should'nt you be training" pointing at me "and you being watching the cadets?" pointing at Soarin. I did'nt knew what to say.
"I wanted to drink some water and I saw Rainbow Dash in the hallway." Phew. Soarin saved us. I nodded.
Spitfire raised an eyebrow and looked from me to Saorin and back.
"All right. I'm going to a flyers conference." She left and as soon as she was gone we went into the office.
"What are we looking for actually?" I asked. I had no idea.
"I don't know." he said too.
And if you don't know, why are we actually here?! I wondered.
I searched trough some drawers. Only papers about the scores of the cadets and Wonderbolts in training.
Soarin started on the other side of the room.
It got really annoying not knowing what you're actually searching for. When I wanted to tell him I noticed the file saying 'case' was missing.
"Soarin, the file I searched for is gone." I said.
"That might be true" he said "Spitfire brought some files to the basement."
Fine. Now what do we do?
I opened the drawer underneath Spitfires desk.
"Soarin, these are photo albums." I picked one up and opened it. Spitfire was so cute as filly, altough it was almost unimaginable now.
Spitfire and her dad in the snow, Spitfire in school. How did she changed into the cold, mature pony she is now?
"They look like such a happy family." Before I knew I said it out loud.
Soarin was standing next to me and looked in the album. I turned some pages.
"They are. Spitfire loves her parents." Soarin said.
"Are they visiting her often?" I closed the album and picked the other one up.
"Uh, yes. Thy used to come every week." Soarin said.
I'd really like to give my fiends a tour around this place. When I become a Wonderbolt, that's the first thing to do. If I want to be a Wonderbolt.
The other album was twice as big as the other and filled with picures of teenage Spitfire. It looked like every second of her life is photoraphed. She attended party's, went swimming and won flying races. Then there were pages of her and Soarin at the academy. Spitfire in a cadet suit. After seeing her in her Wonderbolts suit so often I've almost forgot the once was a cadet too.
"She carried her camera everywhere she went." Soarin pointed at a picure of him and Spitfire. "She photographed everything."
I turned some pages. Even more Spitfire and Soarin. They looked like a couple.
Suddenly the photos stopped, halfway the album. The last one was her in her dress for the Wonderbolts Gala at 2 march.
"Why did she stopped?" I asked.
Soarin did'nt knew.
We put the albums back and decided to leave. Spitfire would return in less then 20 minutes.

That night I decided to go to Spitfires house. The kitchen window was left open. She was'nt home.
Her house was obviously empty. There was nothing on the tables, no dishes and not even food in the fridge. How could Spitfire be so organized? There was also a lot of dust on the furniture. Like she did'nt even live here.
I walked trough the living room. What was I even doing here?
The first floor looked the same. I searched in the closet, which was filled with clothes Scootaloo's size.
Underneatch a pile of scarves was a box with old enveloppes in it. Adressed to her family, which she got back, plus the letters they wrote. The response was in the same enveloppe.
I opened one and read. I just couldn't let it.
It was a description of her life at the Wonderbolts academy with Soarin. Date: 2 february. Her mom responded with a long letter about what they were doing and how much they loved her.
Aw, it was so sweet.
I opened another random one.
Please write me.
That's all? I shook the enveloppe but there was nothing in it. No response.
I read some more. The letters changed from descriptions of her life to desperate messages for a response.
I searched for the last letter.
I'm sorry. it said. Nothing more.
I checked the date. 1 march. I put the letters back and grabbed the little book on the bottom of the box.
The little book had a tiny padlock. If this was her dairy, I got the jackpot today.
When I forced it open the pages were mostly empty and some were torn out, except the last one. In blood red she wrote:
5 june. The day it all ended.
Then what went wrong at 5 june?
I pulled the letters back out and sorted them on date. The last letter her parents responded was send at 3 june.
After 5 june, her parents just stopped writing her back. The parents she loved just... ignored her.
The day it all ended. 5 june. The day she started the case.

Author's Note

When writing this I did'nt noticed today (the day I publish this) is 5 june. The date being the same as in the story is just a coincidence :D