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         High School, Where Friendship Kinda Sucks         
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                  Well, this kinda Sucks                   
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Well, this kinda Sucks
High School, Where Friendship Kinda Sucks
Chapter One  
Well, this kinda sucks
"How in hell did I go from Canterlot Academy to this?"
Twilight Sparkle stood in front of a rundown brick building, staring at a sign just above the doors that read, PON VIL E H GH SCHO L.
Her eyes trailed down towards the glass doors.
"At least they wash windows well. The school is probably full of 'I'm-too-lazy-to-go-to-college-so-I'll-just-live-off-of-my-parents/the-orphanage-I-live-in-and-live-life-to-the-fullest-by-selling-drugs-behind-the-local-library' futures just waiting to be destroyed, so it's best they know how to."
She sighed.
"And I can't wait to meet the teachers."
"If you really wanna meet the teachers that bad, why are you standing out here?"
Twilight nearly jumped out of her skin and turned to face a pink-haired girl about the same age as her.
She was wearing a pink skirt and white shirt that had three balloons on it.
Twilight put her hand on her heart.
"Jesus, are trying to give me a heart attack?!"
The girl stopped for a second.
"I don't think Jesus likes killing people."
Twilight held back a scream and instead took deep breaths.
"Just an expression."
"That makes sense. Anyway, I'm Pinkie Pie, and I'm supposed to be the school tour guide, but I can't find the new girl-wait a minute..."
She stopped to read something on her hand.
"Are you Twilight Sporkle?"
Twilight paused. She didn't want to get stuck with this random girl, who was probably on drugs, but she didn't want to get lost either...
"Um, yes. And it's Sparkle."
Pinkie reread the words written on her left hand.
"Sorry, Applejack's 'o's look just like her 'a's, and I just guess half the time."
Twilight held back the "Who's Applejack?' that was on the tip of her tongue.
"Right. Can you just show me around now?"
Pinkie grinned.
"Sure! Let's go!"
Grabbing the unprepared girl by the arm, Pinkie dragged Twilight into the shabby school.
And at that moment, Twilight Sparkle knew this was going to be the longest day of her life.  
"And this is science class 2B, and this is history class 2B, and this is the girls' locker room, and this is-"
"Okay, I think I know where everything is, can you just let go of me now?"
Pinkie stopped and unhanded Twilight, albeit unwillingly.
"Sorry.... Oh! What's your first period so I can help you get there?"
"Pretty sure you took so long we missed first period."
Pinkie rolled her eyes.
"Then tell me what your second period is. Duh!"
Twilight, deciding she couldn't win this one-sided argument, began to search her bag for her schedule.
After coming up empty-handed, she mentally slapped herself.
"I haven't gotten it from the principal's office yet."
Pinkie began to drag her towards the office, but Twilight quickly came up with a plan.
"Why don't you get to your class, and I'll find the office myself?"
Pinkie stopped, a thoughtful look on her face.
"Well.... I am already in hot water with Mr. Waddles..... Alright! Bye, Twilight!"
And with that, she was gone.
Twilight smiled for the first time that day.
"Thank God. I don't think I would've been able to listen to her anymore today."
She took a good look at the desolated hallway.
The old, blue lockers clearly needed a new paint job, and she noted that locker 167 had 'Touch this locker and you die FAG!' written on it in permanent marker.
"How incredibly inviting.... And a fan of 'The Breakfast Club'." Twilight muttered.
She had only started trekking towards the direction Pinkie had begun to drag her when she realised how lost she actually was.
"Shit. Well this sucks."
"You're telling me. One second I'm happily blowing up some freshman's locker, the other I'm running from the school's prefect."
Twilight spun around to come face to face with a slightly shorter mulatto girl.
"Ah, Jesus! Who in hell are you?"
The girl stuck out a pierced tongue at Twilight before pulling down her blue hood, revealing her rainbow (probably dyed) hair.
"Wouldn't you like to know? Now move over little girl, you're standing in front of my locker."
Twilight took a quick step to the right and turned to see which locker she owned.
"Ah, so you're the Breakfast Club fan." She mused.
The girl lifted a pierced eyebrow.
"Yeah? Well you're the only one who's dared to go more than a foot close to it so it's working."
The girl quickly began putting in her locker combination and began putting books and a plastic bag inside.
Twilight watched with interest, and waited for her to finish, as she wanted to ask where the office was. However, her train of thought suddenly stopped when she realised something.
"Did you say you were blowing up some freshman's locker?"
The girl continued putting things in her locker, not sparing Twilight a glance before she answered.
"Yeah. Well, I think it was a freshman's. It was in the freshman locker hall, but sometimes they assign sophomores and juniors there. I just hope it wasn't Bulk's locker. I can outrun him as much as I want, he'll still beat me to a pulp next time he sees me."
The girl stopped for a split second and listened.
"If he catches me."
Twilight nodded, taking everything she said in.
"You wouldn't know who Applejack is, would you?"
The girl stopped again and turned to face her.
"Why? She want me for something?"
"No. Pinkie mentioned her earlier and..." Twilight trailed off.
"Ah. In that case, not really. I think we're in the same Maths class, but I wouldn't really know, since I never go to Maths class."
Twilight nodded once more.
"So you're the school's renowned delinquent?"
The girl slammed her locker closed and blinked.
"Yeah... I suppose so. Why, you new here?"
"Yes, actually. And I was looking for the principal's office."
The girl smirked arrogantly.
"I could show you, but if you wait a minute the prefect could bring us both in his personal carriage. If he doesn't stop for fast food on the way here. The name's Rainbow Dash, by the way. And I'm sure you'll hear the name plenty of times while you're here."
Twilight rolled her eyes and went to brush down her knitted vest and straighten her tie out of habit.
Rainbow Dash, seeing she wasn't in the mood for jokes, sighed.
"It's down the hall and to your left. Good luck...?"
"It's Twilight, and thanks."
Rainbow winked at her, looked over her shoulder and began sprinting down the hall.
"RAINBOW SPECTRUM DASH! IF YOU DONT COME HERE THIS SECOND ILL-"
"Get diabetes? Hurry up, slowpoke!"
Twilight found the young delinquent's directions were quite right, and soon found herself in the principal's office, sitting in a wooden chair and waiting for Principal Celestia to return with her schedule and locker number and combination.
As she waited, she scanned the room. Nothing was too out of ordinary, except for a series of photographs hung up on the wall, all of which were of the same girl, who had pale moon blue hair, except the last one, which was of a beautiful girl with purple hair and dark skin.
Her smile was dazzling, and even through the picture, Twilight felt a slight attraction towards the girl.
"I see you've found our prom queen photos."
Twilight turned in surprise for the third time that day. Principal Celestia stood tall beside her and handed her a schedule and piece of paper with two series of numbers on it.
"Here's your combination and schedule. I hope you have a great school day. I hope Applejack was inviting?"
Twilight looked up from her bag as packed her schedule inside.
"Applejack? No, Pinkie showed me around."
Principal Celestia looked slightly shocked.
"Really? Did she do well?"
Twilight blinked.
"Let's just say I know where everything is."
Principal Celestia smiled understandingly.
"Maybe I should ask her to do it in the future. You run along to lunch now. And don't forget to make friends."
Twilight gulped as she stood in front of the vast sea of students, holding her lunch tray and searching for an empty table she could sit at. Old habits don't die easy.
Unable to find one, she considered going to the bathroom, but knew she would probably find someone having sex in one of the stalls, so decided against it.
"Maybe I could go to the library-"
"Twilight! Over here! TWILIGHT!"
Twilight saw two hands waving in the air and instantly knew it was Pinkie.
"Better than the bathroom..."
She followed the hands and found Pinkie sitting with a tall boy with a short, green Mohawk.
As she set her tray down across from them, he gave her a small smile.
Pinkie, however..
"Hey, Twilight! Bet you were worried that you would have to eat in the bathroom while listening to some random couple having sex!"
The boy, who was drinking milk, started having a coughing fit.
"Oh, sorry, Spike. The idea of eating in such unhygienic conditions makes me feel like choking on milk too."
Twilight found herself laughing, as did Spike. Pinkie stared at them, confused, before laughing herself.
"What's so funny?"
Pinkie looked up and smiled.
"Dashie! So how did the meeting go?"
Rainbow Dash put her tray down beside Twilight and grinned.
"Just detention, 'cos they couldn't prove I did it."
She looked at Twilight.
"Hey, Twilight," she nodded at Spike." Spike."
Twilight looked around, but noticed that the lunch line had gone down and only three people needed to be served.
"So where's this legendary Applejack I heard so much about?"
Pinkie shrugged.
"I don't know, we don't hang out much. Spike?"
Spike shook his head.
"Nah. Haven't seen her."
Pinkie grinned brightly and began waving some other girl over.
"Fluttershy! Fluttershy! Over here!"
Twilight turned to look at the pale pink-haired girl, who was steadily avoiding the table.
Rainbow Dash sighed as she ripped her buttered roll in half.
"She's never gonna come over, Pinkie. She's gonna do what she always does."
Dash dipped her roll into her chicken soup.
"First, she's gonna look for the emptiest table around."
Twilight watched as Fluttershy neared an almost empty table.
"Then, she's gonna sit as far away as possible from the people sitting on the table."
Fluttershy sat at opposite end of the table.
"She's going to eat her chicken salad, but leave the chicken on the side 'cos she's a vegetarian, and then she's going to get up, empty her tray, and go to her next class ten minutes early."
Fluttershy began picking out the chicken from her salad and gingerly placing on the side of the tray.
"Geez, Dashie, you really know her well."
Dash's cheeks tinted pink, but she hid it by turning around and changing the subject.
"Oh, look. There's Rarity. D'ya think she'll sit with us like she used to when she first came here?"
Spike looked hopefully at the ignorant girl, who Twilight recognised as the one in the picture with the beautiful smile.
Her smile wasn't nearly as real now, and came across as forced as she made her way through the entourage that seemed to surround her.
Twilight then noticed how quiet the table had become.
Rainbow's words seemed to hang in the air, and created a tension around the table no one could miss.
Pinkie's hair seemed to flatten, and Spike just mixed his tomato soup gently with his spoon.
Rainbow Dash herself had gone quiet, and began drinking her soup.
Twilight, going against all of her instincts cleared her throat.
"Who's Rarity?"
Spike seemed like the only one who was able to answer her, and moved to sit beside her.
"Rarity came here in our sophomore year. She didn't have any friends at first, so she hung out with us. We became really close until.... Last year's prom. She decided to run for queen and won. The school's quarterback started making moves on her, and she just stopped hanging out with us."
Rainbow Dash slammed her bowl down.
"You know that's not it Spike. What really happened was AJ went to warn her that Trenderhoof wasn't that great of a guy, and had made moves on her before. So Rarity told her that she was just a 'stupid, jealous ruffian', and that she should just move on with life."
"AJ... That wouldn't stand for Applejack, would it?" Twilight pondered.
Rainbow gripped her plastic spoon.
"It does."
"Then why did you tell me you didn't know her?"
Rainbow bit her lip.
"I don't. Not anymore."
Twilight then realised there was a clear history here, and knew there was much more to situation than met the eye.
She then made the biggest decision she would ever make. One that would change her life forever.
She was going to find out what happened between them, and she promised herself she would fix it.
She had no idea what she was getting into.

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Okay, This Isn't That Sucky
Chapter 2  
Okay, this isn't that sucky
Twilight sat in English class, bored out of her mind. She had already learned most of the English language from Canterlot Academy, and was surprised to see some people struggling with where they should put commas.
This was her second day at Ponyville High School, and she didn't have much of an opinion of it.
"I must have been put into foundation English by mistake. Well, this sucks." She muttered underneath her breath.
Glancing at the clock she began to count down the remaining minutes.
"Thirty minutes......twenty-nine minutes....."
"Pop Quiz!"
Upon hearing the class groan in unison, Twilight sat taller. Finally, some sort of challenge!
The tests were handed out, and soon the only sound that could be heard was the sound of pencils scratching on paper.
Twilight answered the questions quickly and easily, and was soon done.
She looked around at the rest of the class, and soon her eyes met with an incredibly bulky teenager with a blond buzz cut.
She watched as he began to rip his paper apart, growling. He then got up, kicked the door open, screamed "Bulk Biceps, YEAH!", and left.
No one in the class looked even remotely shocked or surprised, and kept writing.
Twilight groaned and banged her head off the desk.
"Why me....?!"
And then the bell rang. The teacher, Mr. Shores, stood up and began collecting the tests.
"You can all come back after school to get your test back. I'll have them done by then."
The class swarmed out of the small area and began looking for their lockers or their next class.
Twilight walked up to the teacher.
He looked up and smiled.
"Anything you need, Twilight?"
Twilight pulled down her vest and straightened her tie out of habit.
"I think I'm in the wrong class."
The teacher raised two eyebrows and beckoned her to go on.
"Is this the foundation English?"
Mr. Shores laughed.
"It is, actually. And I'll talk to Celestia about it. I'm sure it was just a mix up. You were meant to be in higher English, yes?"
Twilight nodded. Mr. Shores patted her on the back and smiled.
"I'll deal with it. You should be moved by the end of the week. You go down to lunch."
Twilight left the room with an air of triumph.
She was on her way to the cafeteria when she heard it. Laughter. Not happy laughter, cruel laughter.
Twilight stood straight against the wall and peeked over the corner.
"Next time you bump into Trixie, she will be sure to destroy you."
"I'm sorry..."
Twilight recognised the first girl as the one in the prom photos, and the other as Fluttershy.
"Who's Trixie...?" She asked herself.
Twilight, realising this was a chance to get nearer to the shy girl, stepped out into the hall.
"What do you think you're doing!?"
The older girl glared at her and pushed Fluttershy to the side.
"And just who are you!?"
Twilight took a few steps closer to her.
"Who are you?!"
The girl groaned, frustrated she pointed a finger at Twilight.
"I asked you first!"
"I asked you second!"
"That's not even proper grammar! Are you in foundation English or something?!"
"Yes! But it was all a mistake and I'm going back to higher English at the end of the week! So shut up! I'm really not in the mood for this!"
"Oh, because the great and popular Trixie is!"
"WHO THE HELL IS TRIXIE!?"
The older girl shoved her face into Twilight's.
"I AM!"
Twilight shoved her.
"THEN WHY IN THE HELL DO YOU SPEAK IN THIRD PERSON?! ITS REALLY MISLEADING! I THOUGHT YOU WERE IN A CULT OR SOMETHING!"
Trixie groaned even louder than before.
"Trixie is leaving! Your idiocy is rubbing off on her. Goodbye random girl with purple hair, this is not the last you'll see of me!"
Twilight sighed and looked for Fluttershy, only to find the hallway empty.
"The bitch left! After I stood up for her and everything! Not even a thank you! Argh!"
"Are you alright, darling?"
"If this chick thinks for one second I'm going to turn around..." Twilight muttered, before turning around only to see Rarity from the day before. "Yes, great, actually. I was just heading to lunch."
Rarity walked towards her and let go of her posture.
"Oh, yes, lunch."
Twilight looked surprised.
"Aren't you hungry?"
"I'm not so sure I can eat without getting bombarded by my peers. 'Oh, Rarity, how do you get your hair so incredibly fabulous?', 'Rarity, please make out with me behind the bleachers.' She imitated, clearly annoyed.
Twilight put a reassuring hand on her back.
"I'm sure you'll find some way out of it without leaving your best friends."
Rarity looked up.
"Pardon?"
"I said I'm sure you'll find some way out of it by making amends."
Rarity looked at her weirdly.
"I don't think I heard you correctly."
"I'm sure you'll find some way out of it."
Rarity nodded once.
"That's what I thought you said. Thank you for listening to me, I'm sure it was quite boring. It's just popularity isn't all it's cracked up to be."
"That's what I said about being good at English, until I got put into foundation English by mistake."
Rarity blinked.
"Alright then. Oh here's the cafeteria, I ought to be going, Trenderhoof gets restless if I take too long."
"Restless, or horny?"
"What!?"
"Restless? He must love you very much if he can't stand to be away from you for that long."
"Mm, he is great... Well, bye I suppose."
And with that, Rarity went stalking off towards the table closest to the windows.
Twilight, deciding to skip lunch because how much she got sick yesterday, found Pinkie and Rainbow waiting for her at the table they were at yesterday.
"Hey, guys. Where's Spike?"
Pinkie waved happily, all evidence of the sadness from the day before gone, her hair puffier than ever.
Dash waved at her to sit down.
"Hey, egghead. He's not in today. How's foundation English?"
Twilight slid into her seat and groaned.
"It's horrible. The teacher seems nice enough, but the entire class are a bunch of idiots. I'm getting changed at the end of the week- how did you know I was in foundation English?"
Dash took a drink of her water.
"Who do you think put you there?"
Pinkie giggled.
"Oh, Dashie. You're too funny sometimes."
Twilight's eye twitched.
"You're the reason I have to endure being in a class full of idiots...?"
"Uh huh."
"You're on my death list."
Rainbow Dash steadily ignored this statement by pointing at the lunch menu.
"Someone switched the words around again."
Both Twilight and Pinkie turned to look at the lunch menu.
Macaroni and Cheese had been changed to Mac on Rac.
Twilight tilted her head in confusion.
"I don't get it."
Dash sighed.
"No body does, and no body ever catches who does it. It's weird."
Pinkie stared at it, her eyes squinted, before jumping up.
"Maybe it means mack on a woman's rack! Come here, Dashie! I wants to gets my mack on!"
Dash pushed Pinkie back into her seat.
"Oh no you don't. I'm not having those lesbian rumours follow me around forever."
Twilight blinked slowly.
"Wait. So you're not a dyke?"
Dash looked at her, eyes wide.
"What?! No! Who the hell told you that?!"
Twilight shrugged.
"No one, I kinda just figured you and Pinkie were like... an item, but in secret."
Pinkie pffted.
"Ha! I wish! Then I could put all my whipped cream to good use..."
Twilight furrowed eyebrows while Dash turned a bright red. What did she mean by..... Oh...... That...
Spike would've been glad he wasn't in that day.
Or maybe he wouldn't have been... I don't know. Some guys are into that, some aren't. Whatever.
"Okay! That got weird quickly!" Rainbow Dash said trying to get as far away from Pinkie as possible.
"Aww, Dashie! You're no fun!" Pinkie pouted, before returning to her pasta as if nothing happened.
Twilight kinda wished nothing did happen.
Twilight sauntered into her foundation English class only to find there was someone in there already. Being the nosy person she was, she hid by the door and listened in.
"Look, Applejack, I know you study hard, but this D isn't any proof of it."
"Ah swear, sir. Ah study real hard. Ah just don't know what's wrong with me."
"There is nothing wrong with you, Applejack, you're just not studying hard enough. But it's not just punctuation, it's spelling. Maybe you just need to go over your spellings. You're a very smart girl, Applejack. You just need to try that extra bit harder."
"Yessir."
"Maybe we should assign you a tutor."
"Maybe."
"I'll check the schools volunteering tutors. For now, you just get home and study, alright? I'll have someone by tomorrow."
"Yessir."
Twilight quickly began pacing towards the door as if she had just arrived, and hadn't been listening to the conversation.
A tall, tanned blonde walked out, studying her quiz, obviously trying to figure what she did wrong. A brown Stetson sat on her head.
She walked past Twilight without a second glance, and left Twilight with a question finally answered.
"So that's Applejack."
She stepped into the classroom, which felt strangely empty, apart from Mr. Shores.
The idea of empty seats in a classroom was alien to her, I suppose.
Mr. Shores smiled as he handed her the test.
"A+, why am I not surprised?"
Twilight gave him a small smile.
"Thank you, sir. But I was wondering, where do you sign up to tutor people for English and Maths? I hate to brag, but I'm exceedingly brilliant at both and would love to help someone do better."
Mr. Shores grinned.
"No need, I have just the person in mind. Would you mind starting tomorrow afternoon?"
Twilight smiled widely.
"I would love to."
Author's Note
For anyone who's asking, because it's such a big school, there are two lunch times. Half the school,p goes to lunch A, at 10:40  
The other half goes at 11:10

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This is even suckier
Chapter 3  
This is even suckier
Twilight got to school the next morning and was instantly surprised by the fact that Rarity came over to her, and asked for her phone number.
"I'm sorry if I'm bothering you, darling, but you're so much easier to talk to then my other, um, friends."
Twilight raised a skeptical eyebrow.
"We had one conversation that lasted about three minutes, and I'm already easier to talk to than all of your 'um, friends'?"
Rarity began wringing her hands together.
"Well-"
"That's really sad. I thought you were the most popular girl in school, but you don't even have real friends, not considering me."
Rarity pouted.
"I thought you were easy to talk to?"
"You thought wrong. Besides, I'm supposed to find out who I'm tutoring today."
And then Twilight thought of a brilliant plan.
"Unless you want come with me?"
Rarity bit her lip, her eyes following Trenderhoof, who was waiting for her nearby.
"Well..."
"Just tell him your tutoring for extra-credit. Besides, you need a break from your entourage, right?"
"Hmm... Alright. I'll be right back."
And that's how Rarity joined Twilight on her trip to Mr. Shores classroom.
Mr. Shores turned in his chair when he heard the door open.
He smiled at both of them.
"Twilight, I see you've brought, mmmm, Rarity, was it?"
Rarity held out her hand for him to shake, and smiled brightly.
"Yes, sir. I wanted to volunteer for tutoring as well."
"How incredibly generous of you!"
Something inside of Twilight clicked, but she brushed it off.
"Well, I don't have anyone who particularly needs tutoring right now, so how about you just tag along with Twilight for first period? After all, it will be easier to tutor during the class for Twilight, as she seemed to be bored out of her mind after the first five minutes."
He laughed heartily.
"I'll write a note to your first period teacher, who is...?"
"Miss. Heartstrings, sir, Music."
Mr. Shores nodded, and quickly jotted something down on a scrap of paper.
"Hand her this if she says anything. Applejack should be here soon."
Rarity noticeably paled.
"Applejack......?"
The door swung open and Applejack walked in, but suddenly stopped.
"Rarity?!"
Mr. Shores smiled, misinterpreting the situation.
"Oh, good! You know each other! Y'all can head down to room 1F, it isn't used much. Have fun!"
And then he pushed them out the door, and slammed it behind them.
The walk to room 1F was a short one, but a silent one. Every once in a while Rarity glanced at Applejack only to blush and look away.
Twilight groaned.
"You guys are gonna have to tell me what's going on here, or I think I'm going to die of high blood pressure from all tension you guys are creating."
The two girls looked each other in the eyes for the first time in months, but quickly looked away.
"Me and Rarity-"
"Rarity and I."
"Right. Uh, Rarity and Ah-"
"Rarity and I. No wonder you need tutoring,"
Applejack shot her a glare and looked back down at Twilight.
"Rarity and I used to be friends, until she called me an inbred hick behind mah back!"
Rarity scoffed.
"I did not! You called me a prissy, self-centred brat!"
Applejack faked a gasp.
"What a surprise! Rarity is making me seem like the bad guy! Again!"
"You know, I'd actually listen to you if you didn't have such a southern drawl! You spoke normally five seconds ago!"
"Are you saying mah accent's fake? Listen to yourself!"
Twilight put herself in between the two.
"You both need to shut up! We're here to help Applejack get better at... Well, everything!"
"Hey!"
Twilight ignored her.
"Not bicker like little kids! Now say sorry!"
Rarity snorted with disgust.
"Not until she apologises first!"
"You started it!"
"Guys! Just apologise together. Jesus. I'll count. One."
Applejack sighed.
"Two. Three."
"Sorry."
Rarity smiled triumphantly.
"Then I'm sorry too. Now let's teach you proper grammar."
"What do you mean, you can't read it?!"
"Ah mean, ah can't read it!"
Twilight had begun to notice something with Applejack.
Big words appeared to confuse her.
"Then what do you think it says?"
"Ah dunno. It just looks like squiggles on paper."
Rarity sighed.
"It says 'importance'. "
"Oh... Ah think Ah see it now..."
Rarity pursed her lips.
"Twilight, can I talk to you for a second. Over there? In the corner."
"Sure. Just give me a second."
She patted Applejack on the back and followed Rarity to the corner.
"What?"
Rarity looked to make sure Applejack wasn't listening.
"Do you watch Glee*, Twilight?"
Twilight sighed.
"That's what you wanted to ask me? Yes, I do, occasionally."
Rarity nodded.
"And have you seen the episode where Ryder has...?"
Twilight realised what Rarity meant.
She looked over at Applejack.
"Do you think she has...?"
Rarity nodded.
"I'm completely sure of it. I'm just surprised no one noticed before."
"...... Does this make you Marley?"
"What?"
"Nothing. Do you think we should tell her?"
"No, we need to do what they do in Glee and tell Finn."
"So who's Finn in this world?"
"I haven't figured that out yet."
"Are you guys done over there? 'Cos we need to get this done soon."
"Okay, Finn is Spike! Finn is Spike! We're just finished, darling!"
Spike looked at Twilight, completely confused.
"Soooooo..... What you're telling me is, Applejack may or may not have-"
"Shh!"
Spike nodded slowly.
"Riiight.... So... Why did you come to me about this?"
Twilight rolled her eyes.
"Because I didn't know what to do. Duh."
"Uh-huh. Did you consider going to Principal Celestia about it?"
Twilight grinned sheepishly.
"Heh, heh..."
"I'll take that as a no. I'll see you at lunch."
And then he was gone. Twilight watched him comb his hand through his short mohawk as he walked away.
"He's so hot. And sarcastic."
Twilight knocked on Principal Celestia's door way unsurely. What if Applejack was just really stupid? What if she was wrong? What if-
"Oh! Twilight, great to see you, come in!"
Twilight soon found herself sitting in the same wooden chair while Principal Celestia made tea.
She soon set down two cups on saucers and smiled warmly at Twilight.
"Is there something you needed to talk about?"
Twilight looked nervously at the floor.
"Well, yes... I believe one of my fri- fellow classmates has, well, dyslexia."
Celestia almost spat out her tea.
But she didn't, because that would be waste of tea.
"Who, might I ask?"
"Umm, Applejack, miss..."
Celestia leaned back in her chair.
"It would make sense. Are you sure, though?"
"I'll be honest with you, miss. At first I thought Applejack was just an idiot. But then, while I was tutoring her, she couldn't read a word, and then she said it just looked like squiggly lines on the page. I honestly believe she has some form of dyslexia."
Celestia sipped at her tea thoughtfully. And then at Twilight's tea thoughtfully too, because she wasn't drinking it.
"I'll get an expert in on Friday. Until then I expect you to continue tutoring her, if you'd like to."
"I'd love to miss."

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                 Oh, this sucks even more                  
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Oh, this sucks even more
Chapter 4  
Oh, this sucks even more
Twilight walked to school that day, having missed the bus, in a disgruntled fashion.
At least, until..
Honk! Honk!
"Hey, Twilight! Need a ride?"
Twilight turned to see Spike in a green BMW with a large purple stripe going up the middle stopped right next to her.
In the back seat sat Dash and Pinkie, who were messing around with some...was that whipped cream?
Twilight climbed into the front seat and smiled at him. She didn't even consider the fact that BMWs usually beep, not honk.
"Thanks."
They soon began driving again, and Dash eventually got tired of seeing how much whipped cream Pinkie could stuff in her mouth and leaned over to the front.
"Hey, lovebirds. How's it hanging?"
Twilight rolled her eyes while Spike's cheeks tinged pink.
"I see you took up Pinkie's whipped cream offer, but the backseat of Spike's car isn't the best place to lose your virginity."
Spike laughed as Dash grumbled something about not being a dyke.
He pulled up into the school's parking lot and got out, stretching his biceps a little as he did so.
Twilight watched this as she got out.
"How is every girl and gay/bisexual boy not watering at the mouth?" She whispered to herself.
"Because he turns down everyone who asks him out. I have sneaking suspicion he's gay."
Twilight gasped.
"Pinkie!"
Pinkie shrugged.
"What? You asked a question and I answered it. You should be thanking me! Now you know you don't have a chance with him."
"Mmm."
Twilight walked away, an irritated look on her face.
Pinkie looked at Dash.
"Was it something I said?"
"You there! Trixie demands your attention!"
Twilight groaned. Trixie stormed up to her.
"Trixie didn't get your name two days ago! She demands it!"
Twilight put a hand on her shoulder.
"Listen, Pixie,"
"Trixie."
"Same thing. I don't give a single shit about anything you do and say, so from now on, every time you say something to me, I'm going to say the same thing over and over again until you stop. 'Kay?"
Trixie shoved her hand off of her shoulder.
"Trixie will not let you annoy her anymore. Tell her your name!"
Twilight began to walk away.
"I love you too." She called back.
"What!?"
"I love you too."
"How dare you!"
"I love you too."
"Ah don't think I get it yet."
"I don't think you can think."
Twilight looked up from her book.
"Shh! This is a library! Be quiet!"
"Who died and made you librarian?"
Twilight looked up at Applejack with pure hatred in her eyes.
"The same person who's on her way over to shut you up."
Applejack quickly turned her head.
"Made you look."
Rarity pouted and blew a strand of hair out of her face.
"So immature."
"So hypocritical." Applejack commented snidely.
Twilight looked up again.
"One, that's my line. Two, do you even know what 'hypocrites' are?"
"Eyupp."
"Who's a hypocrite like then?"
"Rarity."
"..... I actually don't have a snide comment for that."
"Good."
"...... Shut up, Applejack."
Twilight sat down for lunch with Spike, Dash and Pinkie, when she noticed something, or someone, on the table.
"Who's that?"
Twilight was staring into the eyes of the devil. His purple irises perplexed her, and compelled her to do something horrible, like burn down a homeless shelter or something.
Pinkie smiled.
"This is Gummy, my pet alligator. Don't worry, he doesn't have any teeth, just really hard gums, so he can't bite anyone. And it's his birthday today, so I brought him into school to celebrate!"
Twilight nodded, still enchanted by the alligator's stare.
"He's very.....pretty..."
Pinkie giggled.
"He is. But he's gay, sorry."
Rainbow squirted ketchup onto her burger.
"Wonder where he gets that from."
Twilight was about to tell her when she heard it.
"You! Trixie demands you come here so she can embarrass you in front of the student body!"
".... Fuck."
Dash got up and stretched.
"Well, I'm getting a front seat to this show. If you need me, I'll be sitting over there."
Pinkie beamed and quickly ran after her.
"Wait up, Dashie!"
Spike gave Twilight a two fingered salute.
"Good luck."
Twilight groaned.
"I thought you were meant to be my friends!"
"We were!"
Twilight mumbled a few curse words and composed herself.
"Trixie, what do you want?"
"Trixie wants your pride!"
"....I'm going to pretend you didn't say that."
"Trixie demands you fight her!"
Nearby Twilight heard Rainbow say, in an cockney accent, "What?! Fisticuffs!?"
Twilight contemplated throwing a brick at her.
But then realised it would be a waste of a good brick.
"One, Trixie, you are really getting on my nerves." Twilight pointed a middle finger at Dash. "Two, you need to stop quoting movies. It was cool at first, but you need to stop now."
".... You're gonna need a bigger boat."
Twilight, in her rage of fury, accidentally put her fist on Trixie's face full force when she tried to fist bump her.
At least, that's what she told Principal.
Celestia blinked twice.
"You punched her, by accident, because you were trying to fist bump her after she proposed a fight."
Twilight nodded firmly.
"And you expect me to believe that?"
".... Yes."
"Then you're completely correct. You're dismissed. And remember to bring Applejack to class 2B second period for her test, alright?"

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                   The suckiest chapter                    
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The suckiest chapter
The minute Twilight opened her eyes, she knew it was going to be a great day.
The sun shined brightly outside, and the birds chirped merrily, flapping to and from their nests. Yes, it was a beautiful day.
She stretched as sat up in bed, whistling a joyful tune as she happily put her slippers on and practically flounced downstairs.
In the kitchen, her mother, Twilight Velvet, was flipping pancakes for her family.
"Morning, Twilight! Yours are on the table."
Twilight gave her mother a quick peck on the cheek before sitting down to eat.
She was drizzling syrup on her pancakes when she heard a familiar 'Honk! Honk!'.
Twilight walked to the door and waved her friends, Spike the dragon, Rainbow Dash the land-shark and Pinkie Pie the alligator in for breakfast.
Inside already were Applejack the wolf, Rarity the poodle and Fluttershy the bunny rabbit. They all hugged and made up and lived happily ever after...
And then she woke up.
With a quick glance at the stormy weather outside, Twilight sighed and snuggled deeper into her bed sheets.
"It was too good to be true."
Twilight drummed her fingers on the dashboard of Spike's BMW and sighed.
Spike glanced at her before returning to the road.
"Something up?"
Twilight sinked deeper into her seat and nodded her head.
"We're going to find out if Applejack has dyslexia today, and I have this weird feeling in the pit of my stomach and I don't like it."
Spike laughed.
"That's worry. You're worrying about someone who isn't yourself for once."
Twilight swatted at him.
"Shut up, at least I'm not a cold-blooded reptile."
Spike glanced at her curiously.
"Pinkie told you about Spike the stuffed dragon?"
"Who?"
"No one."
The car was quiet for a few seconds before Twilight turned to Spike.
"What happened with Applejack that made Rainbow Dash so angry?"
Spike stared at the heavy rain outside.
"After Rarity left Applejack drifted away too. She'd still talk to us, but she was studying more than going out with us, y'know? Then, eventually, she just stopped talking to us. She's constantly studying, which is why you didn't see her during lunch. I guess Rainbow feels betrayed after being so loyal to her."
Something clicked into place.
"That needs to stop..."
Spike lifted an eyebrow.
"What does?"
"Nothing. We're here anyway. I'll see you at lunch."
"God help me. How in hell am I supposed to convince Applejack to come with me during second period?"
Twilight stood at Applejack's Maths class door, completely unaware someone was watching her from behind.
She felt a slight tap on her shoulder followed by, "Excuse me?".
Twilight spun around to face a tall, slightly muscular young man with combed back spiky blue hair.
"Do you need something? Because I'm busy."
The boy smiled sheepishly and rubbed the back of his head.
"I was.. Uh, just wondering... If you would like to...uh..."
"Just spit out before I hit you."
"Wouldyouliketogoonadatewithme?"
Twilight raised an eyebrow and smiled.
"Do I even know you?"
"Uh... No but I know you... Wait, no don't take that the wrong way! We're in the same History class. I'm Flash Sentry. Would you like to?"
Twilight thought for a second. She liked Spike, but he was supposedly gay....
"... Sure. But we aren't together. Let's take this slowly, okay?"
Flash grinned.
"Sure! Thanks! I'll see you.... Sunday?"
"Alright then. Here's my number. Text me the time."
When he didn't make any signs he was going to leave Twilight raised an eyebrow.
"Bye."
"Oh, right! Bye!"
He ran off and Twilight almost groaned. However, she held it in and knocked steadily on the class door.
Without waiting for a reply she stormed in and pointed at Applejack with two fingers.
"You. Me. Outside. Now."
Applejack stood up and cautiously walked towards Twilight, who was still pointing at her.
The teacher, Mr. Turner, grabbed a muffin off of his desk and clutched it to his chest.
"Is this a stickup? Because if it is the nurse gave me this muffin and I have no intention of giving it away."
Twilight pointed her finger gun at him.
"I'm just taking the blonde. You can keep it."
With that, she shoved Applejack out the door and walked out backwards before closing the door with her free hand.
Applejack pinched the top of her nose.
"What in hell was that about?"
"You're coming with me."
Twilight ignored Applejack's further enquiries and led her to class 2B.
"Go in there. The-" she peered through the glass,"-Woman in there will explain everything."
She shoved Applejack through the door and walked away.
She soon bent down, however, and picked up a folded note.
Opening it, she murmured the first few lines.
"Ain't life grand when an opportunity presents itself?"
Looking at the scrawled writing on her hand and writing a new entry, she smiled.
"One down, two to go."
Twilight stopped her trek around the school just outside Fluttershy's locker.
She pulled a folded pink piece of paper out of her pocket and tucked it between the airways of the locker and smirked.
"And now, we wait."
Twilight stood at nearby locker as the bell rang, just as she expected it to, and Fluttershy went creeping to her locker.
Twilight watched as Fluttershy took the paper and offered it to people, in case it wasn't hers. After no one claimed it, she gently eased it open, and began reading its contents.
A noticeable blush on her face began reddening by the second as she read the letter, and when it was over, she leaned against the locker, love struck.
Twilight's cocky smirk grew bigger.
"Bingo."
And then some bacon-haired bitch in a leather jacket came along.
"Oh? What's this? Flutterdork has a love letter!"
The two fatties that followed her around sniggered as she whipped it out of her hands and opened it.
"Too Fluttershy... This guy is an idiot. That's two grammar errors already, or should I say, to errors?"
The boys, who were half Fluttershy's size and twice her weight began poking her.
Twilight banged her head off of the locker.
"Is this girl a doormat, or the ground itself?"
Twilight walked over calmly.
"I'm sorry, bitch, but I'm afraid you can't read that."
The girl eyed Twilight up and down.
"Why not, fag?"
"Because.... One second."
Twilight grabbed the escaping Fluttershy and put her arm around her.
"Because it's hers and an invasion of personal space. Duh."
The girl laughed.
"And why should I care?"
"I haven't thought of that yet. "
The girl shoved Twilight in the chest and laughed cruelly.
"You're pathetic."
"Bacon-haired, a bitch and a lesbian." Twilight mused, looking at her chest. "Interesting. However, I'm already busy Sunday and wouldn't waste a Saturday on you, so, sorry but, taken."
Plucking the note from the frozen girls slender hands, Twilight dragged Fluttershy, who was still in a chokehold, down the hall.
She finally released her and forced the note into her hands.
"Read it to me."
Fluttershy sinked into the ground.
"W-what?"
"Read it to me. Now."
Her face and tone were commanding, and the sort you didn't dare mess with.
Fluttershy creased open the note and and began whispering the contents.
"Too Fluttershy, I noticed you and would like to go on a date with you. I know you are real quiet and I'm real loud but I think your real pretty and would like to bring you to Morton's this Saturday, at 7:00. If you would like to, then please tell me. Bulk Biceps."
Twilight's eye twitched.
Fluttershy took a few steps back from the paralysed girl and tiptoed away to answer Bulk's question.
"......... How.....?"
But no one could answer her, so she went to lunch.
Before she entered the cafeteria, a familiar itch came across her hand and she sighed.
"Right. Step Three."
She turned away from the cafeteria door and went hick-searching, as she called it.
She found Applejack sitting outside the door she left her at, leaning against the wall, a nerve-wrecking look on her face.
Fortunately, Twilight didn't have nerves, and sat beside her.
"That bad?"
"..... No one even noticed.. Everyone just assumed Ah was an idiot. It was always, 'You don't study enough.' No one even figured Ah was...."
She stood up.
"What am Ah supposed to do now?"
Twilight followed suit and put a reassuring hand on her shoulder.
"Pretty sure there's a purple-haired beauty waiting for you in the cafeteria."
"Ah wouldn't embarrass her like that. Besides, Ah got plenty of apologising to do, anyway."
She walked off then, and Twilight heard a gentle sigh from behind her.
"She still thinks she'll embarrass me?"
Twilight turned to Rarity.
"Still?"
"It's a long story. I've got to go. Trenderhoof calls."
However, before she could leave, Rarity felt a tight grip on her arm hold her back.
Twilight's lavender eyes silently judged her when looked back.
"Do you like her?"
Rarity averted her eyes.
"Of course I do, despite our quibbles she's a great friend."
"You know I don't mean like that."
Rarity looked her in the eye and sighed.
"I did. Before all this happened. Now... Now, I don't know anymore."
To be continued...
Author's Note
Got Fagin in my schools play so it's gonna take longer for things to be uploaded. Sorry.

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              When things suck slightly less               
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When things suck slightly less
Rarity was gone before Twilight knew it. She couldn't even try to stop her, as she was too much in shock.
Rarity liked Applejack? Then why did she... And how did...
Twilight sighed. She hated being stuck in the middle of this, but it was her own fault. She wasn't going to take the blame, she was probably going to blame Dash or something, but at least she could admit it to herself.
"Ahem."
Twilight swirled around, and gained a look of surprise.
"Trenderhoof?"
There he stood, in all his hipster , douchebag glory.
And Twilight wanted nothing more than to sucker punch him in the face.
"You, are sick bastard. In ways, I can respect that, in others, I can't."
Trenderhoof simply shrugged and smirked.
"Yes, well, I couldn't say the same for you. Snooping around where you shouldn't is hardly respectable."
Twilight raised an eyebrow.
"Talk about the pot calling the kettle black-"
"Offensive."
"Didn't you practically force Applejack and Rarity to break up so that you could get that bit higher on the social ladder? And I suppose you just happened to walk in on them?"
Trender clapped once or twice.
"You're smarter than you look."
"Just because I'm in Foundation English doesn't mean I'm an idiot! Geez, I'm fricking sick of that."
"If it makes you feel better, I was also put in Foundation English when I was a sophomore."
"Yes, actually, it does."
Trender leaned against the locker beside him.
"And that's how I found out about Applequack and Rarity-"
"Applejack."
"See? Same way you did, only they were actually dating at the time and it was severely obvious. I didn't have to intrude on their privacy to find out about them."
"Then how did you?"
"The way they looked at each other, the playful teasing, the secretive winks. I observed them. It was simple, really."
He combed a hand through his fabulous hair.
"And then, I developed a crush on Rarity. I wanted what Applesack had-"
"Applejack."
"I wanted Rarity. But when I threatened her, Applelack-"
"Applejack."
"-Wouldn't give in, I went to Rarity, and I told her all of the things she said about her."
"Applejack didn't say anything about her!"
"Exactly. And then I was Rarity's shoulder to cry on. And I told Dash all the things Rarity had said about Applemack-"
"Applejack. And Rarity didn't say anything about Applejack either."
"Not until I told her what Apple hawk-"
"I give up."
"-had said. I know a lot of things about Applejack now. More than you'd believe. But even when I threatened her with them she wouldn't listen! And she went to Rarity and tried to warn her!"
Twilight nodded.
"Yeah, AJ can be dumb sometimes."
Trender nodded.
"But she didn't listen. And then we come to the present. Prom is coming up, just a week away in fact. I'm a shoo-in for Prom King. And you know about it. Which means I'm going to have to find a way to shut you up, won't I?"
"Hey, douchebag! Why don't you pick on someone your own size? Or better, me?"
Spike stood at the end of the hall, his muscular frame tense as he watched Trender's every move, his reptilian eyes never leaving Trender.
Trender pouted.
"Aw, you're no fun. I suppose you'd have to catch me first, won't you?"
Trender sped off, leaving the handsome teen with Twilight.
Turning to face Twilight with a sheepish grin, he rubbed he back of his head.
"Sorry I wasn't here sooner."
Twilight crossed her arms against her chest in a huff.
"You should be. What if raped me? What if he stole from me?"
Spike blinked.
"You're more afraid of being stolen from than being raped...? That's completely normal."
"I know. I'm like Hermione Granger, only sexier and more liked."
Spike was about to reply when he heard something in the distance.
"I hope you're pleased with yourselves. We could all have been killed — or worse, expelled."
Twilight was fuming.
"I fucking told that bitch not to fucking quote movies! I feel like I'm talking to a brick wall!"
There was silence.
"....Wanna make out?"
"Fuck yeah."
Hand in hand, Spike and Twilight trekked down the filthy hallway towards the cafeteria, only to hear loud commotion coming from the science labs.
The two looked at each other briefly before running towards to source of the noise.
"You should feel ashamed of yourselves, picking on random people like third graders! Do we need to go through this again, or have you learnt your lesson?”
There was low chorus of grunts and mumbles.
Spike sighed. Twilight raised her eyebrows.
"What's up? Am I missing something?"
"If I'm not mistaken, that's Dash in there. And that sounds like a teacher. If she gets detention one more time, she'll be kicked out of soccer, which she needs to get a scholarship."
Twilight nodded and looked through the foggy window.
"Know any pink-haired teachers?"
Spike joined her.
"No...? Wait.... Is that......? Fluttershy?"
Spike stepped away from the window and took a few breaths before joining Twilight once again.
"I'm never going to see this again..."
Twilight hummed and burst through the door, Spike quickly following after her.
The scene was.... unfamiliar, to say the least. Similar to a teacher, Fluttershy stood towering over a short, masculine boy, and behind her stood the short Rainbow Dash, pouting like a third grader, arms crossed.
Another boy was beside Fluttershy, and was about the same height. He kept tugging at the hem of his orange basketball jersey nervously, occasionally looking at the short, white-haired boy beside him.
All the while Fluttershy gave out to them in a voice not unlike Principal Luna's. Had she seen it, surely she would have been proud.
"And fighting! I understand you were provoked, Rainbow, but that is no excuse! It is against the - Oh hi, Twilight!"
Spike looked at Twilight with a quizzical stare and Dash looked up with the same expression.
Twilight simply ignored them and turned to the two boys.
"Run along, idiots, I need to talk with Fluttershy."
The two quickly escaped and Dash let out a sigh of relief.
"Thanks, 'shy. If Principal Luna caught me-"
"You can thank me later. Right now you can apologise to me."
"For what?!"
"For abandoning me and replacing me with that Gilda! I don't suppose she's there for you now, is she? In jail? "
"Sorry! Jeez. What was that about?"
Twilight butted in then.
"I just came to show off my new boyfriend. I suppose I'll be gone now. I'll leave you guys to your whips, leather and any other lesbian sex toy I can think of. Bye.
Twilight turned to leave, but stopped.
"And use lesbian protection."
Applejack stood in the girls bathrooms, leaning against the cleanest sink there.
She ignored the opening and closing door and shut her eyes.
"I had a feeling you would be here."
"Oh didj'a now?"
Rarity stood in front of her.
"For the record, I never called you anything behind your back."
"Me neither. Even though you deserve it."
Rarity leaned against her shoulder.
"I suppose I do. Go ahead. Call me a prissy bitch."
".... Nah."
"Why not?"
"...'Cos Ah know you're gonna use it against me."
"As if I would stoop so low-"
"Ya did before."
A long, deadly silence hung above the two, the only sound being the dripping of the leaky tap no one bothered to fix.
"Applejack, I'm sorry-"
"No. You're not. 'Cause you never do anything wrong, right?"
Rarity stepped back at Applejack's tone.
"I-"
"You're too perfect. You couldn't ever be actually sorry for anything, 'cause you don't ever think you're in the wrong."
"Applejack, please-"
"If you were actually sorry, you wouldn't have waited a year to say it. If your were actually sorry, you wouldn't be with that idiot. If you were really sorry, you'd still be with me...."
Rarity tried to put a hand on her shoulder, but she shrugged it off.
"Stop playing me! I'm sick of this! Do you still like me? Did you ever like me?"
Rarity watched Applejack carefully.
Here she had a teary-eyed Applejack, who was quite convinced that she hated her, or something along those lines.
"Of course I did. I always did. Right from the day I asked to borrow your pencil in third grade and you replied, 'Ya can't, 'cause it's a cheap pencil, and it'll make yah look bad.'."
Applejack chuckled.
"Ah don't think there was a day after that when we didn't have a fight."
Rarity stepped closer.
"And then I moved. And came back my freshman year only to see you at lunch waving a plastic spoon at me and calling me over."
"I recognised you. Anyone else would have done the same."
She stepped closer.
"And then..." Rarity purred, leaning against Applejack. "We." She leaned up against her ear. "Did. This."
"Spike, if we're ever going to find Trenderhoof, then we'll need a map, because he disappeared into thin air." Twilight announced.
Spike simply nodded, not sure what he got himself into. He stared at a particular word graffitied on the wall. The idea came to him as soon as he saw it.
"He's in the boy's bathroom! That's why you can't find him!"
"Shut up, Spike! I'm thinking... Wait a minute... He's in the boy's bathroom! That's why we couldn't find him!"
Spike promptly ignored that statement and followed his supposed girlfriend towards the bathrooms.
Twilight marched in, ignoring the feminine screams that followed.
Spike double checked the door to make sure it was the boy's bathroom before heading in himself.
"Alright, where's Trenderhoof? I've got a bone to pick with him!" He heard Twilight's commanding voice call.
"He isn't here!"
"This is the boy's! What are you doing in here?" Piped up one boy.
"None of your damn business, slut!"
Rainbow Dash sat squished between Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy, both of which were talking loudly about Gummy.
"He's so cute! And friendly!"
"I know! It's because he's gay! He's even got a fur coat at home!"
Both girls squealed as they ate their lunches.
"I thought I was the one that made people squeal, not some stupid crocodile!"
Pinkie tapped Dash on the nose with whipped cream.
"Aww.. Is somebody jealous? Is somebody peanut butter and jellyfish?"
Fluttershy giggled at Rainbows expense.
"I hate you guys."
Author's Note
Okay, so this has been rewritten. Gave Flutershy and Rainbow a bit more of a backstory and Rarijack a bit less of one. Plus , traded Flash with Trender.