||Rainbow Dash's POV||
Back-To-School Feelings And Odd Behavior
{Monday, August 31, 2015/6:15pm, Rainbow Manor, Cloudsdale, Equestria}
I sigh as I sit, underwear-clad, on my bed, happily thinking about my big school day tomorrow. It's gonna be my 1st day of my senior year at Canterlot High! *Squeals inside*
WHOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
"IIIIIIII'm comin' up, so you better get this party started."
My silver cell phone, with a cyan, wing-shaped case over it, rings loudly. I sigh with exasperation 'cause the digital letters on my phone screen's black background read:
P!nkz (Cell)
"Hey, Pinks," I say to Pinkie Pie once I answer her call.
"OMC, DASHIE, CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?!," Pinkie yells into my ear excitedly, making me flinch, "WE'RE GONNA BE... SENIORS! I'm so nerva-cited! Oh my solar princess!"
"Calm your ginormous tits, Pinkie," I say, slightly agitated, "I know you're happy, but damn. I need my ears, 'kay?"
"Sowwie!," Pinkie replies, and I can imagine her face.
"Hold up, Pinks," I say as my phone emits a couple of beeps, "I got another call coming in."
"Okie dokie lokie!," Pinkie says happily.
I look at my phone's screen again:
A.J.(Cell)
"Hey, A.J.!," I say excitedly when I answer my phone, "Pinks is on the line too."
"Howdy, sugar cube," Applejack says to me happily, "Hi, Pinkie."
"Hi, A.J.!," Pinkie says, "Maybe we should call the others!"
"Good idea!," I say enthusiastically, "I'll call them now."
I call the rest of my friends, making sure we're all in a 6-way call.
"Hey, Rainbow!," Fluttershy says, her voice much louder than it used to be.
"Rainbow?," Twilight Sparkle asks me with an exasperated tone, "What is it? I'm trying to finish up the latest Daring Do novel!"
"Seriously, Twily?," a male voice says on Twilight's end, sounding very much like Flash's voice.
"Shhh!," I hear Twilight say.
"Okay, Egghead," I say to Twilight angrily, "What the hell is going on over there?"
"N-nothing!," Egghead replies, "Why do you ask?"
"I wasn't born yesterday!," I nearly yell, "Do you honestly think we're that stupid?"
"Umm, 'We're'?," Twilight asks.
"Hey, TwiFly!," Pinkie says happily.
"Howdy, Twi," Applejack says.
"Hello," says Fluttershy.
"Why, hello, darlings!," Rarity says in fake-ass, wannabe Canterlot-Snob accent, "Now. Is that Flash in the background? Do tell, Dear."
"I'll talk to you guys later, 'kay?," Twilight replies, making me as confused as ever.
Twi's line goes dead, leaving us to figure out what the hell just happened.
"Umm, what?," I ask, looking at my phone in shock.
"Do you think they were, you know, doing it?," Pinkie asks, somewhat whispering.
"BWAHAHAHAHAHA!," I laugh loudly, "Egghead? Having sex? In what universe?"
"In the universe where we're now seventeen, darling," Rarity tells me, "(*Snickering*) At least most of us are."
"Fuck you," says Applejack, the subject of Rare's teasing (A.J.'s b-day is later than ours).
We laugh, making A.J. grunt with irritation. I decide to change the subject.
"So how do you guys feel about senior year tomorrow?," I ask excitedly, "Pinks said she's 'nerva-cited'."
"I'm mighty... 'nerva-cited' myself, sugar cube," A.J. replies.
"You're using the word!," Pinkie says happily to Applejack, who reminded Pinkie that "Nerva-cited" wasn't a word several times already.
"Yeah, well, it's the only non-word I could find to describe my feelin's at the moment," A.J. says with a chuckle.
"I feel... surprisingly amazing!," Fluttershy replies happily, "I feel way more pumped for the new school year!"
"Really?," I ask with a smile, "Glad to hear that!"
"I know the new year'll be simply divine!," Rarity says happily, a small squeal escaping her lips.
"I hope so," I say.
"Dashie!," I hear my mom call out, "Dinner!"
"G-to-G, guys!," I say happily.
"I know," A.J. replies, "I heard your mother. I'll letcha get some food in ya. You have a good night, ya hear?"
"Thanks, A.J.," I say happily, "You too."
"Bye, Dashie!," Pinkie yells a bit, "Enjoy your dinner!"
"Okay," I reply, "Bye, Pinks."
"Have a lovely evening, darling!," Rarity says, "Bye!"
"See ya, Rares," I say, still smiling.
One by one, all my friends' lines go dead. I hop outta bed, walk into my walk-in closet, and put on a simple white, ribbed, racerback tank top, some royal-blue, thigh-length cotton shorts with a white trim, and my soft, cyan, knit slipper boots with wings on their sides. They reach 1 or 2 inches above my ankles. I grab my phone, slip it into my shorts' left pocket, and head downstairs for dinner, my mind trying to process Twilight's really odd behavior.
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A/N
9-11-15/9:21pm
'Sup, guys? 
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I hope that you guys liked that chappy. 
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What do you think Twily and Flash were doing? 
Yep, I'm gonna make you guess! 
MWUAHAHAHAHA! 
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See ya in the next chapter! 
Bye!
~Dashie14~
9:28pm
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Note (9:29-31pm, 9:34pm): I am borrowing pieces from "MLP: My Little Human"... AGAIN. 
