Rocket Ash

Last day of 6th grade... I thought as I clambered out of my bed. Time to not make a fucking idiot out of myself.

I stumbled tiredly into my bathroom as I shed my clothes. I stepped into the shower and turned on the hot water. As usual, it came out ice cold before turning boiling hot. I would've been more irritated that my shower did this if I wasn't half asleep everytime I used it.

After washing all the sweat and dirt out of my mane and pelt and drying off, I was faced with a problem. What the fuck was I supposed to wear? I staggered to my closet and shifted through it. I found a nice, non-revealing dress and pulled it on. It had lacy sleeves that went down to my elbows, a cute, ruffled collar, a shiny belt at the waist, and a fluffy skirt that went to my knees. The entire thing was blue and white, adding to the fake class.

I went into the bathroom with a brush, comb, and some colorful ribbons. I braided my mane and tail and added bows and ribbons to make it look fancy. Once I was done, it was already 7:40 and I was ready to leave.

When I arrived at school, I was met with the sight of everyone all dressed up. I glided to the backstop and saw the most amazing thing ever. Cam was wearing a bright purple suit that was bedazzled with plastic, red gems. Everyone else at the backstop was in generic dresses or skirts.

"Oh, my goddess!" Abby cried. "Where'd you get that dress, Rocket?!"

"I dunno... somewhere," I mumbled. Have I mentioned how much of a pro I was back then?

"Nice way to put our clothes to shame," Jade added.

"Yeah, Rocket! You look great in it!" Cam exclaimed in a mocking voice. "I'm in a pimp suit and she gets all the attention!?"

"Who're your hoes, though? Ash? Em? Tana?" I asked sassily. "You faggot-cunt!"

"Cunt-faggot!" He shot back.

"Ladies, ladies, no need to fight!" Ella interrupted.

"HOW DARE YOU CALL US LADIES?! DID YOU JUST ASSUME MY GENDER!? I AM A TRANS-BI-CIST-MONO-DEMI-QUEER!" Cam screeched, once again higher pitched than an angry 8-year-old.

The bell rang and I continued to my class. We had a good time with free time, pizza, and other things like that. I took great joy in sitting in the corner to draw. I would have to do some kind of socializing at some point, but that could wait. The only things I needed for a good time were food, a pencil, and my art book.

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I cannot put into words how embarrassed I was when I arrived home. Literally.

At school, my parents and sister arrived to... do whatever parents do at schools. While they were off doing whatever, I was talking with my friends. As I talked to my friends, I saw a handsome boy over with Ash's parents. He was tall, buff, and had a white mane and tail and a cyan coat.

"Is that your brother!?" I suddenly asked.

"Oh, yeah. He's in 7th and-" Ash began.

"He's cute!" I whispered shyly.

Ash stayed silent for a moment while giving me an unsure glare. "He's out of your league, Rocket..."

"I know, I know," I rolled my eyes, "but I still have an opinion, Ash!"

"Wow, Rocket, I didn't know you were gaaay!" Cam smirked.

"Whatever, Cam. Go suck a horse cock," I replied smugly.

"Hey, Rocket, I heard everything." Amberstone appeared behind me. "Baby's first crush! Imma go tell him!" Before I could stop her, she was next to the boy, telling him about my crush.

"That was quick..." Cam muttered.

I blushed deeply and sank to the ground. I folded my mane over my face and curled my tail around myself. I imagined his bewildered gaze on me.

"C'mon, it's not tha-" Em attempted to comfort.

"I want to drink bleach..." I mumbled. I did mean it, I still do, but I wouldn't do it. Bleach tastes gross, trust me.

"I'll go get it!" Cam exclaimed happily.

I added "Punch Cam in his stupid face" to my bucket list while I wallowed in my own shame.

The only reason I didn't overdose on pills that night was Ash. After everyone else was leaving and only we were left, she stopped me for a moment. She hugged me and comforted me for a moment, telling me things she knew would make me feel better. We said goodbye and left... I was far from happy about that.

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"AMBER, I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" I screamed once we got home. I chased her around the perimeter of the house, arms outstretched and ready to strangle her.

"If you can catch me!" She called back.

We were quickly stopped by mom. "Stop fighting, you two, or I won't feed you for a week."

We both knew she was joking, but stopped fighting anyway. I went into my room and hopped onto my computer. I went into my group chat with Ash and Cam. They were talking about... I don't even know.

I quickly asked if they wanted to video call or something. Once they agreed, I started a video call and smiled awkwardly.

"Rocket, what the fuck happened to your mane? Looks like you just had rough-" Cam teased.

I cut him off with the best comeback I could think of. "What the fuck happened to your face? Do you just naturally look like a failed abo-"

"Ladies, stop fighting!" Ash interrupted. "Why'd you wanna video call, Rocket?"

"Well... first I just wanna know... does you brother... um... hate me now... or... something like that...?" I mumbled shyly.

"Hopefully!" Cam snickered before opening another tab.

"No," Ash growled, most likely at Cam. "He didn't even see you, Rocket."

I gave myself a victory pat on the back- mentally, of course. "Thank the giant octopus controlling the universe!" I grinned.

The conversation went on randomly and ended after only... 2 and a half hours. I needed a life.