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"I'M GONNA BE LATE I'M GONNA BE LATE!" Screams Bloody Inkwell as she bangs her flashing and beeping alarm clock on the table. "This damn alarm!" Bloody fell out of the bed along with bundles of blankets and her alarm clock wire. She quickly packs up her bookbag as she races out her dorm and into the great city of Canterlot. "25 minutes until class!" She says as she bumps into countless ponies, who are staring at her like she has a raccoon on her face. She mutters countless insults as she slowly declines speed and becomes dehydrated. "I'll never make it to class!" She throws down her heavy book bag and drags it the rest of the way to college, her shoulders aching from the weight of 3 algebra books and 3 tiny books on literature and the great arts. Slowly but surely, she makes her way to class, only an hour late. She slowly opens the door only to reveal a quiet classroom and what seemed like 3,000 pairs of eyes looking at her.

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

"Oh no"