Story of My Life

The Train ride was the most uncomfortable train ride I have ever been on, but then again I haven't been on one since I was a filly. And I don't really remember much from when I was a filly. After who knows how many tossing and turning I needed I take a brake. So I carefully got out of my seat, making sure I didn't wake anyone up, and quietly went to the bridge. The bridge separates the privet rooms and the pubic seats. Sadly my family can't afford enough bits to stay in one of the privet rooms. So we have to make do with what we have.

Once I was outside I was relieved to see that the sun was slowly creeping over the horizon and the long and restless night will soon be finally over. I started to imagine what Canterlot will look like, but was interrupted by a door opening in the direction of the privet rooms.

The stallion didn't seem to notice me. As he walk out to see the sun rise I noticed his pajama top seemed to have a picture of the Wonderbolts.

Wow he must be really rich to have pajamas I thought to myself. Only the most successful ponies around could do so. His dark blue mane and his light blue coat let his green eyes shine with glory. But he was just another stallions just like the rest. And if he started talking to me I'll try to make it quick.

Once he noticed he wasn't the only pony on the bridge he jumped back and said.

"What do you want?"

"come down will ya?" I said grumpily. "I was here first you know"

"Ooh... right... sorry" He blushed "So what are you doing out here?"

"Same as you" I guessed "To get some fresh air"

After a moment of silence he finally said something.

"Well... umm. this is kinda awkward" He said nervously.

"Not at all" I said but didn't understand why he thought it was awkward. But he was acting strange around me. "Well I should go now"

"Wait!" He held a hoof in the air "What's your name?"

I paused to chose my words carefully.

"I was taught not to talk to strangers at night" I finally said "especially stallions like yourself" And with that I closed the door and went back to my seat. Luckily no pony was awake yet. So no pony will know I was out and I plan to forget that ever happened because the likely hood of me seeing that stallion again was completely unlikely. And besides I have better things to think about.

I am almost in Canterlot!