The Adventures of Aurora

When I woke up, the bitter taste was still in my mouth and I remembered the nigh before, blush coming to my cheeks.

Scootaloo had somehow managed to wake up before me, and she was muttering and cursing under her breath.

“Scootaloo!” I said.

“You asshole!” she said. I winced at the swear. “You like it! I saw! You didint fight! It was horrible, but you like it didint you?” She yelled, fresh tears sprouting and wetting her orange coat once more.

I put my head down. “Yeah, I kinda did.” I mumbled. “I couldnt help it.”

Scootaloo looked at me, her eyes narrowing and filling with more tears. She just looked away. As soon as we bit through our bonds, (she got through first,) she flew away, not even helping me.

Tears fell from her face as she flew.

The next few days, she didint come for wing practice.

Entry #13,

Dear diary,

Scootaloo hates me. I think I know why, but its unfair.

If she knew the feeling, she would understand.

Im gonna go to her house now and say im sorry.

I hope she will understand.

Bye