Ponyville High School

"We're almost there to our Equestrian Literature class. I just hope it isn't too hard, or boring." Scootaloo fake yawned.

"Hello? Ah, new students eh? Please, take a seat." The teacher spoke out. She was a beautiful mare, her cutie mark was a tall textbook.

"My name is Ms. Bookworm. Now class, let's begin reading Act 2, of Romeo and Jul-Hooves." The teacher started reading a page from a comically large, old book with a picture of two ponies on it.

"Oh, ah have heard of Romeo and Jul-Hooves before. It's the most romantic, tragic but romantic, story in all of Equestria!" Apple Bloom cried.

"Oh, you know of Tails-Peare? Then perhaps since you love talking in class so much," The teacher had a scowl on her face. "You can give us a line or two from the Act we're reading?"

" *Ahem* But soft! Through what light does thy window break? It is the east, and Jul-Hooves is the sun!" Apple Bloom smiled.

"You've read Romeo and Jul-Hooves?" The teacher questioned.

"Oh, ah love poetry. After country music, though!" Apple Bloom grinned, and sighed.

"Who cares about one puny line? Let's make the pathetic poetry fan-filly read the entire Act for us! So we can watch her fail! Ha! Ha! Ha!"

It was that one filly Shimmer Stone, again. Along with her crew.

"You, be quiet when I'm talking. You're wasting time for us to start Act 2." The teacher snapped.

"That, in my opinion, isn't certainly a bad thing... Such a sappy story." Shimmer Stone whispered. Her friends smirked.

"Tell me about it." Scoots replied.

"Who's side are you on?" Sweetie Belle asked.

"Oh be quiet, loser. Obviously she could be siding and be-friend US. I'm the most popular filly in school, but it doesn't hurt being the President of the Student Council." Shimmer laughed.

"Just because you're in some council, doesn't mean you can boss people around, or step on others to be popular. You can just ask one of our old classmates: Diamond Tiara." Scoots called out.

"Diamond Tiara? That filly, friends with YOU stupid ponies? Ha! Don't make me laugh. My cousin would never stoop so low as to socialize with ponies like you. A simple little ordinary mare, maybe. But you? Ha!" Shimmer laughed in their faces.

"Diamond Tiara was your cousin? WHAT?!" Scoots and her friends looked shocked.

"But don't worry about being popular or being wrecked by others. By the time I'm done, you'll be the biggest losers in school, or even worse, invisible." Shimmer whispered in their ears. They couldn't utter a word until class was over...

After a long, long class, it was finally lunchtime! The ponies were lined up one-by-one, waiting to get their food. There was a menu sign at the area where the serving-area started:

Mushroom Soup or Carrot and Lettuce Stew

Salad /w Ranch, Thousand Island, or Blue Cheese Dressing

Apple, Blueberry, or Chocolate Pie

"Carrot and lettuce stew, please? Thanks for the salad, thousand island dressing. Blueberry pie." Sweetie Belle was at the front of the line, so she chose what she'd eat. The three fillies, once they had their lunch, sat down at a table.

"What did you get Apple Bloom? Scoots questioned.

"Mushroom soup, salad with ranch dressing, and apple pie!" Apple Bloom took a big spoonful of some soup, and smiled. Not half bad.

"I got the stew thing, salad with blue cheese dressing, and chocolate pie. Great, I'm starving." Scoots was taking several bites of some salad, eating quick.

"Well, well, well. Look at the cute, loser nobody fillies, enjoying some lunch." Shimmer Stone scoffed and high hoofed her friends.

"We're not in the mood, Shimmer." Scoots had a slightly angry look on her face.

"Aw, I was just going to make an offer. But only one of you can have it." Stone grinned.

"What is it?" Sweetie Belle asked.

"Scootaloo. You have a little, potential, to be popular like me. But, it can only be you. You could climb from loser-dom to extreme school-wide fame in a matter of seconds! All you have to do, is ditch your loser friends." Shimmer Stone nodded.

"No way, Stone!" Scoots became a little angry.

"Hm, your choice. But if you don't take up my offer to save you from them by the end of the day, you'll. Be. Sorry!"

"What're you going to do, Scoots?" Sweetie Belle asked.

"I...I don't know. She has something planned. But what?" Scoots stared up into the sky, unsure of her choice.