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Daddy dropped his phone in shock.

"Daddy, are you okay?!" I cried, and I ran towards him; his phone was the newest iPone and he had only got it for his birthday last month. If he dropped it just like that, something had to be wrong. His mind must be on something.

Before I could even reach dad, he scooped up his phone and began to talk to the pony on the other end of the line. I hadn't really cared, because dad has boring business calls all of the time. This must be really important.

"Are you serious, Mr.Dollarsworth?!" he exclaimed, in happiness in shock.

"Daddy, what is it?" I asked, concerned, but he ignored me.

"A done deal, Mr.Dollarsworth! I'll get onto it immediately!" Daddy exclaimed, and he ended the call.

"What is it, dad?" I asked.

"We were offered more property from a guy I know. If we bought it, Mr.Dollarsworth's company would join us and we'd work together, him getting twenty-five percent of our profit." Dad replied.

"What's the catch?" I asked. There had to be a catch. There was always a catch.

"Well..." Dad rubbed his neck, "In order to work with Mr.Dollarsworth and his company closely and successfully, we'd have to move nearby him and the property we bought. And-"

"WHAT?!" I hissed, "We are not moving!"

"Diamond, this is for the good of our business!" Dad yelled back.

I've hardly ever heard Dad yell before. We never fought because his business didn't really have a problem on me. But moving? Leaving Silver? Leaving my opportunity at Ponyville Middle School?

"Dad, we can't move! I already tried out to be a cheerleader at the middle school! Do you even care about me?" I cried.

"I do, honey, but I also care about being a successful businessman. You'll have to make new friends." Dad replied.

"No!" I stomped my hoof on the ground.

"No? Diamond, we are moving whether you want to or not! Do you understand?" Dad asked, assertively.

Tears formed in my eyes. Usually, I got what I want. If Dad and I disagreed on something, I always got my way. But today I didn't. This must be super important to Dad.

I stared at him in sad anger, and I couldn't take it anymore. I bolted out the door; I needed to find a solution, and fast.

"Diamond-" I heard my dad start, but I wouldn't let him finish. I don't care about what he has to say.

I ran towards Silver's house. I looked behind me. Daddy wasn't coming after me. Good. I hope I never see him again!

I knocked on the door viciously.

Silver opened the door, and looked concerned as soon as she saw my face.

"DT, what's wrong?!" she asked.

I continued to cry and I stammered, "Dad- Offer- Move." But I knew it wasn't clear enough for her to understand.

"DT, cm'on, lemme take you to my room." she put her hoof over me and lead me onto her bed and I sat down, her facing me.

I snuffled and she handed me a box of tissues. I blew into it and she handed me the garbage can to throw it away in. I blew in about six more, and threw them away. Soon my cries became tearless, and I looked at Silver, who was still concerned as ever. I wiped my tears.

"I'm moving." I muttered.

Silver's concerned eyes went even more worry-some.

"Why?!" she cried.

"He got an offer and said it was the best thing to do."

"But it's not!" Silver whined, "You won't be able to go to PMS!"

Ponyville Middle School. Never will get a chance to go there. A shiny, brand new school that's never had students attend it versus a probably old stupid school.

"I know." I sniffled.

"When do you move?" Silver asked.

"I don't know. I hope not until the end of August." I sighed.

"Well, maybe you should go back and talk to your dad." Silver said.

"I really don't want to...but I guess so." I responded.

I hopped off Silver's bed.

"See you tomorrow, okay?" I told Silver.

"See you, DT. Also, text me everyday! I don't want to lose touch." she said.

"Okay, bye." I said, and then I glumly walked back to my house.

"Diamond Tiara! Why'd you run off like that?" Dad demanded.

"Dad! I was upset! Okay?! Can you just tell me when we're leaving?!" I exclaimed. I was tired of the yelling and anger. I didn't want it, despite the fact how angry and sad I was at him.

Dad gave an annoyed sigh, "July first."

My eyes widened, and it took all of my strength to not start screaming at him. July first?! That was less than a month away. It was June tenth now, and July first was too close.

I held back my upcoming tears and ran off into my room.

I was going to miss Silver. I was going to miss ranting on those stupid losers. They were my targets, but now who can I use? Nopony; absolutely nopony. I was going to miss my fabulous room. I was going to miss Ponyville.

I needed to put myself at the top of the pack in my new school in order to fit in. Ponyville was so easy; calling it even a tiny bit of a challenge to become the alpha of the elementary school, I'd laugh until I die. What if it was a challenge to be popular in my new school? Wait, what am I saying? I'm Diamond Tiara. I reminded myself. This wouldn't be a challenge at all.