Chapter 2

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"Hey Pinks,"Shouted a familiar voice above me. I looked up to see the rainbow haired girl with cyan wings that I once saw as a friend, Rainbow Dash. She flew down beside me as I continued walking into the school. She walked beside me.

"Where have ya been? Everyone's been wondering what happened" she asked. "I was with family.. I needed a break from all of this" I replied, keeping my head down as the straight dark pink hair covered my face.

"Oh, that must've been nice" she said. "Yeah.. Anyways, I've got class. I'll see ya around, Dashie" I said as I ran away from her into a class room.

I was early, as usual. I heard the bell ring, students flooded into the class room. I glanced up to see Rarity and AJ walk in together.

They sat down near me. Rarity rolled her eyes and pulled out nail polish out of her purple purse. She opened it and began painting her nails crystal blue. AJ took off her hat and put her hair in a pony tail, she placed her hat back on her head and took out a textbook as other students did.

The teacher walked into the classroom, Mr. Page. He had brown messy hair and was wearing a buttoned blue shirt with a pair of black jeans. Mr. Page seemed very young to be a teacher, but no one argued.

He wrote a few things on the chalk board and looked back to me. "Welcome back, Pinkie" he greeted. I smiled trying to be polite as a few students looked to me and whispered to their friends.

I sighed quietly and rested my head on the desk. Rarity looked to me and smiled. "Darling, you really should do something with your hair. It's so dull right now" she said in her 'posh' voice..

"I'm fine with my hair" I replied. "Oh okay.. If you ever need some beauty tips or help just ask. It's no trouble" Rarity added. I nodded as she smiled. I looked away and heard the bell, second period. Great. Gym class..

I began walking out of the class when Mr. Page stopped me. "Pinkie, can I talk to you?" He asked. "Yeah, about what?" I asked. "If you ever need some help with homework or if you feel stressed just come by the classroom. I know what you're feeling" he explained. My eyes narrowed, was he actually helping me? No, it's not possible. No one's going through this. "I don't need help. I'm perfectly fine." I said and marched out with my head high.

I walked into the girls changing room. I saw everyone look and me and laugh a bit at me when I entered. What're they laughing at..? Oh wait, me. Ugh, every fucking day. I grabbed my things from my bag and walked into the stall.

I hate changing infront of anyone, it's embarassing because of many reasons. I took off my shirt and placed it in my bag. I grabbed out a pale blue t-shirt and put it on. I took off my skinny jeans and put them in the bag along with my other things. I took out a pair of running shorts, the colour was mostly black but it was lined with white and had a white logo on the bottom left.

I unlocked the changing room stall and put my bag over my shoulder. I walked over to the small lockers and put in my bag. I locked it and began walking out to the gym.

I saw a line of girls below 3 ropes. Great, climbing. Dashie was in the front of course, she loved anything that was physical, related to sports or working out.

"Diane Pie! Get over here!" Yelled the gym teacher, Mrs. Shine. I ran over, I went to the back of the line.

Girls began climbing, I looked over to Mrs. Shine. Was she timing us? Ugh, great. I'm always horrible at P.E. but climbing ropes was the hardest for me.

I saw Dash climb up as fast as a lightning bolt, not using her cyan feathered wings at all.

Time pasted, everyone had climbed and succeeded. Now, it was my turn. I turned towards Dash and she smiled and put a tumb up.

Let's get this over with.. I grabbed a hold of the rope. It seemed old, but I didn't want to complain.

"Come on, Pinkie" yelled some girls behind me. Are they encouraging me? They're all rude though, it's not possible. Dash bit her lip and crossed her fingers.

"Diane Pie! Get going," yelled Mrs. Shine. I begun climbing, struggling. I grabbed and lifted. My arms are weak, some people say I should work out. I ignore them, I know it wouldn't do anything but make myself tired all the time.

I was somewhere near the top now, I looked down to people crowding at the bottom. Even different classes were here. Probably just to watch me fail.. I sighed. I began climbing even more now, faster and faster.

I was at the top now, people were cheering for me..? How? Why? Oh wait, I didn't fail miserably this time.

I reached for the bell at the very top, I rung it. People were yelling and cheering, I looked down and smiled.

The rest of the day was normal.. But instead, people didn't trip me, kick me, throw food at me and embarass me. Today, was amazing.

But, Dashie didn't seem happy.. I'll probably go talk to her tomorrow. Today, was actually.. Okay.

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