Tales of Friendship

It was a brand new day in Celestia's school. Lessons were about to begin, a new day was arriving, and all that accompanied by a beautiful sunrise. Twilight had woken up early, but Pinkie had always been earlier.

"Hi Twilight! Good morning!"

Twilight was starting to warm up to Pinkie. I mean, being with a crazy person every day and night had to do something, wouldn't it? It had been almost a month since she began her studies, and she's already had created multiple connections to five ponies in particular. Of course, there was Pinkie Pie, whom which Twilight was starting to need her cheers and wackiness sometimes. Then, there was Rainbow Dash, who is still grateful to Twilight for saving her life. Additionally, there was her doctor, Fluttershy, who makes incredible tea, and they sometimes talk about their feelings over some lovely tea. Next, there was Rarity, a unicorn mare whom she bumped into while looking for dresses one day. Her incredible artistic vision proved to be a perfect match for Twilight. And lastly, there was Applejack, who had grown more erratic and chaotic in behavior whenever they meet. Twilight still doesn't know why.

It's been a while since she's seen that Starlight mare. She had been one of the first person Twilight met, and since both of them were majoring in magic, Twilight figured she'd see her the most. However, that observation had proven to be false, as she has never seen Starlight since that little incident over at the train.

To think of it... where was Starlight? She hadn't seen her all month, and-

"Twilight? Twilight?"

Pinkie's voice took her out of her trance.

"Oh! I must've zoned out for a second there."

"Your lessons are about to begin. You should go, Twi."

Pinkie was right. Her lessons began at 8:30, and it was 8:15. "Bye, Pinkie!"

"BYE, TWILIGHT!!!" Pinkie exclaiemd, shouting down the hallway. Twilight only grinned.

Life was good at the school. She'll just report to her journal and- WAIT! She hadn't written in her journal for the past few days! She grabs her journal from her saddlebags, and begins writing. Another perfect day was about to begin, and nothing could possibly go wrong.