How high school ponies look after a foal.

Cricket Bat's POV

I was finishing my day of sport, on my way home when I bumped into another mare on the way up a walkway. She dropped alot of files. "I'm really sorry about that" she apologised. "No, I should've watched where I was going." I had a good look at her. She was beautiful. Her cutie mark was rain and her mane was light blue. "My name's rainy days. Yours?" She asked. "Cricket Bat." I responded. We decided to walk on the walkbridge to the train station, as I live away from the school, and she was catching a train anyway. I told her I was going to another part of town, and that's where she was headed too. She ended up being only a few houses away from me. I told her I had to go and I'd see her tomorrow. I had to tell Scorcher and Soccer Ball about her. But that could wait until tommorow.

Scorcher's POV

I arrived at class to find Cricket Bat late. "Where the hell were you last night man? Me and Dark Shadow had a kickass party without you!" I shouted at him. "Sorry man I forgot about it. But I do have to tell you something." He apologised. "Sure, what is it?" I asked. Now came the shocker. "I met a young mare on the way back home and she only lives a few houses away. Her name's Rainy Days." He responded. Being the douchebag Year 9 student I was, I asked him, "Was she hot?". "Somewhat, why?" He responded. "I'm just kidding!" I responded. The teacher was blabbing on and told us to be quiet. Just then 6 mares walked into the class. I hadn't seen them before so I guessed they were new here. After class I decided to introduce myself to them. This was only the beginning.