Trottingham University

You go back to your dorm to get dressed in your fancy clothes. Rarity did a really good job at making your clothes, and you were thankful for knowing Pinkie who knows everyone on campus. The clothes fit you perfectly, and you went over to Pinkie's dorm to ask her how you look. You didn't know how you didn't know that there was a dance tonight, you guess that they announced it when you were at the mall yesterday. You knock on the door and Pinkie opened it up, she looked at your getup and you listened to what she had to say.

"You look perfect. Bon Bon is so lucky!"

You blush, because Pinkie just said that, for real. This time it wasn't your imagination. You then ask her to accompany you to pick up Bon Bon and all three of you would go to the party. Pinkie was hosting it after all, she was just getting ready herself. You then go towards the courtyard, where Bon Bon was waiting. She was wearing a dress that looked beautiful on her.

"Hey you, I've been waiting." She pokes your nose, and you stumble back a little bit.

"Sorry, I was putting on my clothes." You look down.

You regain your posture and offer her your arm, she grabs onto it and you head towards the auditorium. Once you got inside, everything was different from the normal cafeteria. All the lights were changed and there was neon everywhere, of vibrant colors. Vinyl was hired to be the DJ and there was a separate stage for dancing and singing. You then go get some punch for Bon Bon and yourself, when you come back, there was something that made you drop your glass. You see Blueblood trying to flirt with Bon Bon, and him failing miserably.

"Hmm, I don't see him here. So why not dance with me?" Bon Bon facepalms.

"He's here, actually here he comes now." She looks over to you.

"Look what we have here. It's Mr. Hero Man." He mocked you, and you become flustered with annoyance.

"Look, I'm not in the mood. Now you please leave us alone now?" You ask politely, his face becomes red with anger.

"You. Me. Dance off. Now." Blueblood drags you on to the dance floor. You gesture for Vinyl to cut the music, and she does just that.

"Alright! It looks like we have a dance battle! It's going to be between Blueblood, and that guy since I don't know his name!" Well, that was disappointing, you forgot to tell her your name. You chuckled to yourself because it was funny, and she asks you two what music you wanted to play.

"You're up first Blueblood." You push him into the spotlight. He smirked.

"Watch and learn rookie, I'm about to wipe the floor with you." You then cross your arms and step back, because you didn't know what he was about to do.

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The crowd cheered for him, and you clapped out of respect too. You then nudged him out of the way, you were a pretty good dancer, to be honest Blueblood was too. You looked up to Vinyl, and she nodded which meant she was ready. You get up on stage, and get ready for it, this was going to be as funny as hell.

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The crowd cheered even louder compared to Blueblood, everybody liked Gangnam Style. Well, most people like Gangnam Style. You laughed, because you just pretty much lost all of your respect from other people that watched you. Hell, even Pinkie was laughing her ass off at you.

"*Snort* That was priceless man!" She patted you on the back, but Blueblood wasn't ready to back down yet. He then dragged you by the tie and went on to the song stage. You guess that he was going to have a sing off with you as well. You could sing, just not as well as you could dance. You looked at the crowd sheepishly and they were all looking at you, probably to get going.

"You can't possibly beat me at this, I'm the best singer at this damn school." He bragged, you tap your foot in annoyance, he was really getting on your nerves. He sang one of your favorite raps known to man, which ruined it completely. (Music)

If you're having girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one

[Verse One]
I got the rap patrol on the gat patrol
Foes that wanna make sure my casket's closed
Rap critics that say he's "Money Cash Hoes"
I'm from the hood stupid what type of facts are those
If you grew up with holes in your zapatos
You'd celebrate the minute you was having dough
I'm like fuck critics you can kiss my whole asshole
If you don't like my lyrics you can press fast forward
Got beef with radio if I don't play they show
They don't play my hits well I don't give a shit SO
Rap mags try and use my black ass
So advertisers can give em more cash for ads...fuckers
I don't know what you take me as
or understand the intelligence that Jay-Z has
I'm from rags to riches nigga I ain't dumb
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me

[Chorus]
99 Problems but a bitch ain't one
If you having girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me

[Verse Two]
The year is '94 and in my trunk is raw
In my rear view mirror is the mother fucking law
I got two choices yall pull over the car or
bounce on the double put the pedal to the floor
Now I ain't trying to see no highway chase with jake
Plus I got a few dollars I can fight the case
So I...pull over to the side of the road
And I heard "Son do you know why I'm stopping you for?"
Cause I'm young and I'm black and my hat's real low
Do I look like a mind reader sir, I don't know
Am I under arrest or should I guess some mo?
"Well you was doing fifty five in a fifty four"
"License and registration and step out of the car"
"Are you carrying a weapon on you I know a lot of you are"
I ain't stepping out of shit all my papers legit
"Do you mind if I look round the car a little bit?"
Well my glove compartment is locked so is the trunk and the back
And I know my rights so you gon' need a warrant for that
"Aren't you sharp as a tack are some type of lawyer or something?"
"Or somebody important or something?"
Nah I ain't passed the bar but I know a little bit
Enough that you won't illegally search my shit
"Well see how smart you are when the K-9's come"
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me

[Chorus X2]

[Verse Three]
Now once upon a time not too long ago
A nigga like myself had to strong arm a hoe
This is not a hoe in the sense of having a pussy
But a pussy having no God Damn sense, try and push me
I tried to ignore him and talk to the Lord
Pray for him, cause some fools just love to perform
You know the type loud as a motor bike
But wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight
The only thing that's gonna happen is i'mma get to clapping
He and his boys gon' be yapping to the captain
And there I go trapped in the kit kat again
Back through the system with the riff raff again
Fiends on the floor scratching again
Paparazzi's with they cameras snapping them
D.A. tried to give the nigga the shaft again
Half-a-mil for bail cause I'm African
All because this fool was harrassin' them
Trying to play the boy like hes saccarin
But ain't nothing sweet 'bout how I hold my gun
I got 99 problems but being a bitch ain't one
Hit me

[Chorus x3]

You're crazy for this one Rick
It's your boy

You shook your head in disappointment, because he ruined it completely. You can't really tell if he was black, or he acted like he was black, he covered up his face most of the time. You then grab a new mic that was fully juiced, you didn't take Blueblood's because you didn't want to get AIDS from him. People you didn't like you thought had some sort of STD, for Blueblood, he had AIDS. (Music)

I know
Caught up in the middle
I cry just a little
When I think of letting go
Oh no
Gave up on the riddle
I cry just a little
When I think of letting go

I know you wanna get behind the wheel Only 1 Rida
Eyes shut still got me swimming like a diver
Can't let go I got fans in Okinawa
My heart to japan quake losers and survivors
Norway no you didn't get my flowers
No way to sound better but the killer was a Coward
Face just showers, the minute in a hour
Heard about the news all day went sour
Lil mama got me feeling like a limit here
Put you in the box just the presidents cigarettes
Give em my regards or regardless I get arrested
Ain't worried about the killers just the young and restless
Get mad cause the quarter million on my necklace
DUI never said I was driving reckless
You and I know that jealously is not oppressive
Oh no I can't stop I was Destined

I know
Caught up in the middle
I cry just a little
When I think of letting go
Oh no
Gave up on the riddle
I cry just a little
When I think of letting go

Champagne buckets still got two tears in it
And I put that on my tattoo of Jimi Hendrix
Get depressed cause the outfit all in it
Cause the press tell it all get a meal ticket
Clean next get in the car just a little visit
Sacrifice just to make a hit still vivid
Rihanna kiss you on ya neck just kill critics
Bugatti never when I'm rich, just god fearing
Look at me steering, got the boss staring
Got a good feeling
Mr mike Caren, tell his Billie Jeans
I'm on another planet
Thank E-Class, Big Chuck or Lee Prince Perries
Buy my momma chandeliers on my tears dammit
Thirty years you had thought these emotions vanish
Tryna live tryna figure how my sister vanish
No cheers I know you wouldn't panic

I know
Caught up in the middle
I cry just a little
When I think of letting go
Oh no
Gave up on the riddle
I cry just a little
When I think of letting go

When I need a healing, I just look up to the ceiling
I see the sun coming down I know its all better now

When I need a healing, I just look up to the ceiling
I see the sun coming down I know its all better now

When I need a healing, I just look up to the ceiling
I see the sun coming down I know its all better now

When I need a healing, I just look up to the ceiling
I see the sun coming down I know its all better now

I know, I know, I know, I I I, I think of letting go

I know
Caught up in the middle
I cry just a little
When I think of letting go
Oh no
Gave up on the riddle
I cry just a little
When I think of letting go

"Wow, I had no idea that boy could sing like that. Did you think he could sing like that?" Rainbow asked Pinkie, who was sitting down at a table nearby.

"I'm sorry what? I didn't hear you over that song he just sang." Pinkie snapped out of her trance, they both laughed. You walked off stage and people made a path for you, you sat down next to Bon Bon and didn't say a word. Blueblood walked by you and gave you the, "I'm going to kill you," look. You had that triumphant look on your face and put your hands up into the air.

"Bitch, call me Steve-O!" You laughed at your remark. Blueblood ignored you and kept walking.

"Wow. Just. Wow. I didn't know you had that much talent!" She exclaimed. You blushed and smiled.

"Well, let's just say my mom had something to do with that." You remember your old memories of your mom singing in the shower, and you always wanted to be just as good as her. As for the dance moves you just made it up, like a boss of course. Bon Bon then got closer to you, and you backed away, she got closer to you again, and yet you backed away once more.

"Bon Bon, I'm sorry but I don't think I'm ready for a serious relationship. It's not you, it's me. Plus Lyra convinced me to do it the other day. I personally thought this was just a one time thing, but then you started getting serious about it. It's not that I don't like you, we can still be friends, right?" You sputtered out, she looked devastated, but she kept her composure.

"Yeah, that would be just fine." You thought you heard her sniff. You seriously thought that this was a one time thing though, nothing permanent. You kinda regret saying that, because you could feel the pain she was feeling, on the inside.

You go back to your dorm and put up your clothes Rarity made you, there were still very clean, and possibly sweat resistant because it still smelled like it was just made. You lay back on your bed and put your hands behind your head.

"What the fuck did I just do?" You ask yourself. It was getting late, and you were tired from putting up with Bluebitch all night. You didn't really get to have fun, just two competitions in a row, and you didn't even get to see your friends either. Since you were on stage you were pretty sure they saw you though, you wish it was the opposite way around.