The Sports Queen and the Hottie ( A Humanized Soarindash fanfic)
Hey!
Previous ChapterDash's POV
*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*
"Ahh!", screamed Rainbow.
Hey, Rainbow Dash you are late for school!
Really? What time is it, mom?, I asked.
Umm, 7:10
Really, oh no! I have to go.
I finished taking a bath and eating breakfast in fifteen minutes and went off to school. I ran to my car and parked it in the school parking lot. When I got to school I easily spotted Fluttershy, my best friend.
"Hey Fluttershy!"
Fluttershy turned around and said, "Hey Dash!"
How was your summer?
It was fine exept that Angel bunny got sick. But now he is ok.
Oh ok, my summer was fine too. Let's go to class?
Ok, sure, said Fluttershy.
While we were heading to our first class, Science (we both have the same class) I accidentally bumped into someone.
"Hey!" Watch where you're going, idiot!, I said.
I looked up and saw a hot naivy haired boy.
Better watch where you're going you!, he looked up and his eyes widened an ran off.
When I stood up, all the girls except Fluttershy wss glaring at me.
I asked, why are you all mad?
One of them said, you just freakin' hit my crush!
Uhh, sorry then and all of you have the same crush?
Then she said, uhh yea, he's a celebrity more annoys and awesome than you could ever be.
What she last said, ticked me off. "Hey! Watch your mouth, I am Rainbow Dash no one is as awesome or more awesome as me!" Then I pulled Fluttershy, let's go!, I said.
When we got to class, there was only one chair left beside a certain navy blue haired boy. When I took a closer look, it was the same person that I hit! This is going to be a very bad and one really long day, I sighed. I will just have to wish that this guy, beside me does not talk to me. If he does not, I will be fine.
30 minutes later...
At least he's not minding me or talking to me, I thought.
Just exactly after I thought that, he looked at me and said, "Hey babe, can I like have your phone number so I can call you sometime? By the way name's, Soarin. Then he winked at me.
I just thought about what he called me and I whisper-shouted at him, don't you dare call me that and for the phone number, let me think about it, NO!, I screamed.
Then, Ms. Cherilee glared at me and said, Miss Dash, do you want to say something to the class?
No, Miss Cherilee, I said.
Very well, please do not shout at your boyfriend in class next time.
What? He is not my boyfriend!, I said while blushing and pointing at Soarin.
Sure, said Miss Cherilee with a sarcastic tone in her voice.
She went back to talking about our lesson and I glared at Soarin. He winked at me in return and I rolled my eyes.
