Chapter 2: Family Consumer Arts

Twilight ran as fast as she could to her next class. She didn’t want to be late again.

“This is my new school, I want to at least make a good impression.” thought Twilight as she ran past several students causally walking.

She was soon brought back to reality when she bumped into a girl with pale blue cornflower hair sporting a blue button down shirt with crescent moon and a magic wand design on it.

“I really need to pay attention more.” thought Twilight as she went to help the girl up.

“Watch where you’re going.” said the girl.

“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry.” said Twilight as she went to help the girl, “Do you need any help?”

“I really, really need to pay attention more.”

“You better be.” said the girl standing up, “And no, Trixie doesn’t need help, especially from the likes of you. Next time I, The Great and Powerful Trixie won't take any mercy on you.”

“What?” said Twilight, confused.

“You heard me!” shouted the girl.

“I just bumped into you.” said Twilight offering a hand to help the girl up, “I didn’t mean to. I swear I didn’t see you at all.”

“Likely story.” said the girl, ignoring Twilight’s offer of help.

“Really, I'm sorry.”

“Well maybe you are or maybe your not. Trixie has no use to deal with the likes of you.”

“Excuse me?”

“Well take this as your warning, don't you ever touch Trixie ever again!” said the girl walking off in a huff, “Or else!”

“Who are you anyways?” asked Twilight.

“The Great and Powerful Trixie!” shouted the girl back.

“It's official, everyone in this school is CRAZY!”  said Twilight as she continued on walking to her classroom.

Finally, Twilight reached the classroom door and opened it. She grabbed her schedule and gave a quick glance at it, Home Economics, taught by Bon Bon. As Twilight opened the door she saw the total chaos the classroom was. She slowly entered the room and grabbed a seat. She quickly gave the room a quick glance to see that no teacher was present.

“I guess you're not used to this.” Twilight heard a voice say; she looked over and saw Rainbow Dash.

“Not used to what?” she asked, confused.

“Having a teacher late,” replied Rainbow, “schools in Canterlot probably have teachers that are on time.”

Twilight gave Rainbow a small smile, “You saying that about the teachers is not what I expected you to say.”

“There are a whole lot of things you don't know about me.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

“Do tell.”

Rainbow Dash shrugged and sat next to Twilight, “If I want to join the Wonderbolts, I should at least have decent grades.”

“The Wonderbolts?” asked Twilight, “the running team that competes in the annual Canterlot games, right? They win every year, right?”

“Yeah,” replied Rainbow, “they run so fast, it’s almost like their flying.”

“I saw them at a show once,” said Twilight, “when I was real little.”

“You did?” shouted Rainbow Dash, “What was it like? Did you get to meet any of them? Did you get any autographs? Tell me!”

“I’m sorry,” said Twilight, “I was little when I saw them, I don’t really remember what happened that day.”

Rainbow Dash smiled, “Maybe I'm wrong about you Twilight.”

“What do you mean?”

“At first I thought you were a complete nerd, now that I talked to you. You seem like a cool person.”

“Thanks,” said Twilight, “I guess.”

“How did it go with the principal?”

“I just got detention, no biggie.”

The door slammed and a woman with curly blue hair with a slight of pink in it, sporting a yellow dress with three wrapped candies on it. She walked to the desk in the room, and gave a smile.

“Sorry I'm late.” said the woman, “My name is Bon Bon and I'll be your teacher. I heard we have a new student, is that right?”

Twilight raised her hand, “That's me.”

“Care to tell about yourself?'

Twilight slowly stood and faced the class full of students, “Hello, my name is Twilight Sparkle.”

“Hello Twilight.” said the class in unison.

“Now class, look over to the person sitting next to you that will be your partner for the rest of the year. Understood?”

“Yes.” said the class.

The classroom door opened and whole class turned what was going on. A girl walked through the door and handed Bon Bon

a piece of paper.

“That couldn't be...is it?” thought Twilight as she saw the girl went to sit down at an empty desk.

“Trixie, it's nice to see that you can join us.” said Bon Bon, “As you can see, we have a new student.”

Trixie turned and looked at Twilight, “You! You're in this class?”

“Surprise.” said Twilight giving a weak smile.

“You know her?” whispered Rainbow Dash.

“Not really,” whispered Twilight, “who is she?”

“Trixie, a total show off.”

“I see, she even talks in the third person.”

“Yeah, it gets annoying after a while.”

“Twilight, Rainbow Dash, is there something that you two would like to tell the class?” said Bon Bon as she saw the two of

them were talking.

“No.” They both said.

“Then pay attention.”

Time flew for some, however for Twilight and Rainbow it didn’t. The lesson was simple, bake a apple pie, sounded simple but ended it up impossible.

“Rainbow Dash!” shouted Twilight as she waved her hand in front of Rainbow’s face, trying to get her attention.

“Rainbow Dash!” she shouted louder.

“What?” said Rainbow Dash.

“The pie, it’s still in the oven.”

Rainbow Dash went over and opened the oven door to get the pie. As she got it out, something however seemed to go wrong. The pie was burnt.

“It’s all burnt!” gasped Twilight.

“Oops,” said Rainbow, “My bad.”

“How do you burn apple pie?”

Rainbow Dash shrugged, “I’m not the greatest baker in the world.”

“I can see that.” mumbled Twilight.

Rainbow Dash must have heard Twilight’s mumble because when she said, Rainbow Dash glared at her, “Not everyone can be perfect like you.”

“I didn’t say—“

“You didn’t have to.” interrupted Rainbow Dash.

“Look I’m sorry. What could have been so important to get your attention to let the pie burn?” asked Twilight.

“I’m not telling you.” said Rainbow Dash as she crossed her arms.

“Why not?”

“You’ll laugh.”

“Try me.”

“You really want to know?” asked Rainbow Dash.

“Come on, tell me.”

“Front row,” said Rainbow Dash as she pointed to a boy sitting in the front row of the room with spiky dark blue hair sporting a blue sweatshirt.

Twilight turned over to Rainbow Dash and smiled, “And who’s that?”

“Sorain, co-captain of the cross country team.” said Rainbow Dash as she continued to look at him, she sighed, “Don’t tell anyone.”

“That you have a crush?” asked Twilight, “What’s wrong with that?”

“He already has a girlfriend.” sighed Rainbow Dash.

“Who’s that?”

“Spitfire,” said Rainbow Dash with a slight tone of disgust in her voice, “Captain of the cross country team.”

Twilight looked over and tried to scrap the pie off from its container and threw it away. She let out a big sigh and sat back down.

“I guess we need to remake this thing.” Said Rainbow Dash as she examined the brunt pie left on the container.

“Maybe I should make the pie this time.”

“I would of never of guessed.” said Rainbow Dash sarcastically as she crossed her arms.

“Huh?”

“Sarcasm is a foreign language to you, isn’t it?”

Twilight gave a sheepish smile, “Heh, yeah.”