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- >Just another day at your new school
- >Canterlot High
- >Ugh
- >Sighing, you push your way through the crowd of students and make your way to your locker.
- >As you fiddle with your broke ass locker there's a quiet sound from behind you.
- >Glancing over your shoulder you spot
- >Fuck
- >Sunset Shimmer.
- >She gives a friendly wave with her fingers and smirks.
- >"Hey Anon."
- >You grunt and go back to trying to open your locker.
- >She's hot, but she's the Queen Bitch around here and you don't want any part of that.
- >Just as you manage to get the door open, Sunset leans in.
- >She presses her shoulder against the locker and slams it shut in the process, giving you a coy but dangerous smile.
- >"I said good morning, aren't you going to say anything back?"
- >Sighing, you shrug and shake your head.
- "What's up, Sunset?"
- >Her smile brightens a little as she stalks around to your other side.
- >Like a giant fucking cat, she is.
- >Another smirk as she lifts your chin ever so slightly with her index finger.
- >"Well, I was thinking that since the Fall Formal is coming up and you're new to the school, you could use a date."
- >Please.
- >You're not interested in that shit.
- >...Okay maybe a little.
- >Seeing you consider her offer, Sunset smiles wider.
- >"I thought so. Well, here's a once in a lifetime opportunity. You. And. Me."
- >She takes great care to emphasize the last three words, inching closer with each utterance until her fingers rest on your chest and her face is a breath away from yours.
- >With a coy look in her eyes, she raises her eyebrow.
- >"What do you say?"
- >The heady scent of her perfume is intoxicating, but after a few seconds you shake it off.
- >You open your locker and shrug.
- "Yeah, nah, you're a cunt."
- >Collecting your books, you slam the door shut and walk away from Stunnedset Shimmer.
- >After several seconds, you hear her shout after you.
- >"WE'RE NOT DONE YET, DO YOU HEAR ME?"
- >You shrug and keep walking.
- >So much for the normal school life you'd been hoping for.
- >Lunchtime
- >You manage to avoid the grey glop Ol'Granny was slinging onto everyone's plate
- >Thank goodness for the little things
- >As you take an uneasy bite into your 100% all-recycled beef burger, you feel someone tap you on the shoulder.
- >Out of the corner of your eye you see it's Sunset Shimmer.
- >Here we go.
- >Without bothering to swallow, you turn your head and grin.
- >You make sure to showcase the gristle you bit into.
- >Sunset's face falls ever so slightly, but that doesn't stop her from sitting down next to you.
- >Fucking cunt, you'll need to step up your game.
- >"Listen, Anonymous. I think we may have gotten off on the wrong foot."
- >You swallow the food in your mouth, making a show of licking your chops to knock loose anything hanging around and disgust the hell out of her.
- >It doesn't work as well as you hoped.
- >Leaning in closer, she gives a strained smile.
- >"I think that both of us can benefit here. I need a date to the Fall Formal and you can gain some credibility. It's hard being the new kid, believe me I know."
- >Placing a hand over the black pit of her heart, Sunset arches her eyebrows and gives you a pleading look.
- >"So, let's help each other."
- >Cunt or not, she sure knows how to work the puppy dog pout.
- >Would it really be that bad?
- >A quick glance around the cafeteria confirms that, yes, it would be that bad.
- >Everyone and their brother are staring at the two of you.
- >Though Sunset's right, you could use some credibility.
- >Reaching up, you place a hand on her shoulder and smile.
- >The girl smiles up at you, expectant.
- "Not a fucking chance."
- >You pat her on the cheek twice before getting up and leaving your lunch behind.
- >For some reason you've lost your appetite.
- >Oh well
- >The stares fueling your ego will hold you over until you get home.
- >You just hope the bitch gets where you're coming from this time.
- >"NOBODY REJECTS ME TWICE, ANON! NOBODY!"
- >Fucking drama whores.
- >The boy’s locker room reeks of B.O. and feet.
- >You suppress the urge to gag as you change and head back out onto the gym floor.
- >The basketball coach stands in front of the students and nods his head
- >"All right, for you slowpokes that are just coming out, we're playing dodgeball today."
- >Ah yes, dodgeball.
- >The great equalizer.
- >You smile a little at the mental image of drilling Sunset Shimmer in the face with an over sized ball
- >A man can dream...
- >As you stand and chuckle at the thought, you hear a familiar voice call out to you.
- >"Anonymous!"
- >Your eyes snap open and settle on...
- >Vietnam fucking shits, it's Sunset Shimmer
- >She gives her usual finger wave and grins.
- >"You're on my team!"
- >It figures.
- >You drag yourself over to her and try to look as sullen as possible.
- >The rest of the class shares your pain.
- >After splitting up into several teams, the coach pits you against one another in different locations around the gym.
- >Sunset gives a few brief orders to the rest of the grunts on her team before turning to you.
- >She opens her mouth, but you cut her off.
- "Look, I'm not interested in going with you to the Fall Formal. Why can't you get that?"
- >The popular priss pouts, pursing her lips into a thin line.
- >"Well that's all fine and good Anonymous, I kind of figured that out at lunch."
- >Awkward...
- "W-well fine then. Glad to hear it."
- >Sunset giggles a little and holds out her hand.
- >"Let's agree to leave all that behind us and have a good time, okay?"
- >You stare at the offered hand for several seconds before nodding and wrapping your own hand around hers, giving it a firm shake.
- >She smiles wide, and for a moment you almost feel bad for being so mean to her.
- >After all, what had she done to you anyway?
- >The coach's whistle tears through the air and you suddenly feel yourself being twisted around.
- "Hu-uh? Wait!"
- >You shout, even as Sunset flips you around so that you face the oncoming hail of dodge balls.
- >One hits you in the face.
- >Another in the gut.
- >And another in the dick.
- “Ow…”
- >You make an attempt to keel over and die, but Sunset has your arm locked behind your back, forcing you up on your toes as you try to free yourself.
- >She gives a small laugh and pats you twice on the cheek with her free hand.
- >"Like I said, the two of us should make sure we have fun today."
- >"Anonymous! You're out!"
- >The coach cries out and you feel Sunset's grip on your arm loosen.
- >You crumple to the ground, cradling your bruised... pride.
- >The devil woman gives a small grin before catching an incoming ball and hurling it right back into the face of her opponent.
- >"See you at the next match, Anonymous."
- >With a wave of her fingers Sunset struts away, her long legs on full display before she starts her rampage of revenge.
- >Who knew that a girl like her was so proficient at catching, throwing and generally handling balls?
- >Before long the match is over.
- >Sunset plops down beside you, wiping off her face and neck with a towel before dropping it on your face.
- >"Here, clean yourself up a bit. You're a mess."
- >Sputtering, you drag the soggy sheet off of you and glare at Sunset.
- "You're a bitch, you know that?"
- >A long moment passes before she turns to you and smiles.
- >"You have no idea."
- >Another whistle signifies from the coach and Sunset pulls you to your feet.
- >Her hand, despite her prickly exterior, is incredibly soft.
- >You have the piece of mind this time to move as far away from Sunset as possible before the whistle is blown again.
- >As you hurl back another ball, you see another come flying back towards you.
- >No time to move your hands back.
- >Shit
- >Resigning yourself to getting hit, you sigh and wait for the inevitable
- >The sound of rubber of skin rings through the gym.
- >But you don't feel the ball hit home.
- >Glancing down, you see Sunset's hands positioned in front of your middle.
- >She gives you a coy smile.
- >You're about to say something when she yanks you in front of her again, leaving you face to face with one another this time.
- >A ball pings off your back and rockets up towards the ceiling.
- >This fucking cunt.
- >"Anonymous! You're out!"
- >Flinching at the coach's words, you glare down at Sunset and sneer.
- "What happened to having fun?"
- >Sunset winks and gives you a small shove.
- >"I don't know about you, but I am having fun. Aren't you?"
- >When you don't respond, she shrugs and sighs.
- >"Well that's not my problem. Though, if you wanted to go to the Fall For-"
- "Nope."
- >You throw your hands up into the air and storm off towards the locker room.
- >Coach calls after you.
- >"Hey, Anonymous! Where are you going? If you don't stay out here I'm going to have to mark you absent!"
- "Go ahead!"
- >You shout back, shooting Sunset a look.
- >She seems stunned.
- >Good.
- >You hope she gets hit in the face.
- >Anyway, fuck gym.
- >It’s stupid.
- >As you push your way into the locker room there's another wet ringing sound of rubber on flesh followed by a whistle.
- >"Shimmer, you're out!"
- >You really hope whoever that was enjoyed that hit.
- >Because you sure did.
- >Last period of the day.
- >You find yourself glaring at the clock.
- >It's been an eternity since you started staring.
- >You're convinced the hands have stopped moving.
- >At last, they creak into place and the bell chimes throughout the school.
- >Hurriedly jumping to your feet, you cram your stuff into your backpack and make a beeline for the door.
- >Just as you step out into the open air, you feel a palm smack your chest.
- >It doesn't hurt, but it stings enough to make you grit your teeth.
- >Glaring down, you aren't the least bit surprised when you see the green-eyed she-devil staring up at you.
- >She doesn't look too happy either, but you couldn't really give a single fuck about that.
- "What do you want?"
- >Sunset is quiet for a moment before reaching down and taking your hand.
- >"I really need to talk to you."
- >Nope, not again.
- >You pull your hand free of her and shake your head.
- "Not a chance. I've already said my piece."
- >Stomping her foot, Sunset glares at you.
- >"Fine, then at least listen to what I have to say!"
- >Despite every nerve in your body telling you to choke this bitch, you cross your arms and raise an eyebrow.
- "What's up?"
- >Sunset sighs and glances around before scowling and leaning up to whisper in your ear.
- >"Look, Flash and I are... not doing so well."
- "You broke up."
- >Your deadpan doesn't seem to phase her, though she does sneer a little before continuing.
- >"Fine. But I need a date, otherwise Snips and Snails are going to be hounding me all night."
- >She jerks her thumb in the direction of the Doofus Duo.
- >You glance over at them, noting that they seem fully focused on picking lint out of their belly buttons and comparing them against one another.
- >Ick.
- >Nobody deserves that.
- >With a tug on your shirt, Sunset draws your attention back to her.
- >"It's just for one night. I would..."
- >Gritting her teeth, she hisses.
- >"Really...appreciate... your help."
- >With a heavy sigh, you shrug.
- "Sure, fine. Whatever. Can I go home?"
- >Sunset's face brightens and she claps her hands together.
- >"Oh thank you!"
- >She hops up onto her toes and gives you a peck on the cheek.
- >"Thank you, thank you, thank you!"
- >Hopping down the stairs, she turns to you with a smile and stars in her eyes.
- >"It's next Friday, we'll meet here at the school. You won't forget, will you?"
- >A shake of your head is enough to send her bouncing over to the Lint Lords.
- >Well, that's enough of that.
- >You make your way home, but press your hand to your cheek several times over.
- >It felt, kind of nice.
- >
- >
- "What the fuck are you niggers doing? Are you fucking blind? Guard the fucking point!"
- >You screech into the headset.
- >Fucking preteens, can't play shit.
- >Sighing, you take a break and sip on your drink.
- >Despite your unquenchable rage, there's something nice about playing video games on the weekend.
- >Almost, liberating.
- >It sure is a good thing you didn't have any plans.
- >You smile and mark through the calendar on your wall.
- >In big red letters it reads, "Stand up Sunset Shimmer."
- >Part of you does feel bad about it, but it's good for her to get used to disappointment.
- >It's not like she's going to destroy the school or anything when Twilight Sparkle beats her out for Fall Formal Queen.
- >Besides, you've already got a date
- >Grabbing another handful of snacks, you return to the lobby and get ready for another game.
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