Lesbian Drama Simulator | APPLEDASH

Homo Alone

A couple weeks have passed since the sleepover, and summer is officially over. Which totally sucks, for the most part. But there's some perks, too...

"Mornin', Dash!"

Some blonde-haired, southern-accented, cowboy-hat-wearing perks.

"What's up, AJ!" We do our super awesome handshake thingy, and then we smile, and all is right in the world.

I pop open my locker, which is right next to Applejack's. It's looking a little empty since I haven't had the chance to fill it with awesome stuff just yet. Usually I tape a few pictures of me and the girls, a action shot of Spitfire(the leader of my favourite stunt group), and a pic or two of Tank, my pet turtle.

"Nuttin' much. We're gettin' ready for harvest season back at the farm," Applejack rubs her hands together. "S'gonna be a whole lotta work. Say, how're things at yer new place? You break your fridge yet?"

I stick out my tongue. "You wish. All of my stuff's in top shape. Oh, and the new place is awesome! I can play my guitar as loud as I want, and wear my shoes wherever, 'n all that good stuff. I think I'm just gonna live alone forever,"

"That so? Sure you won't get lonely?"

"I don't get lonely, AJ, that would be uncool," this should be obvious by now!

"It ain't uncool, sugarcube, it's human," she looks me right in the eye, tone firm and tender where it was teasing just a moment ago. "If you ever need some company, Ah'm always just a call away."

Don't ask me why she got all serious right then, 'cuz I have no idea either. I was joking about the whole living alone thing! Applejack's reaction throws me off so bad that all I can manage is a nod before the bell rings and forces us to wrap things up. 

I spend my next couple classes thinking. Thinking isn't my strong suit, if I'm being honest. I'm perfectly capable of it, but it's no fun at all. When you think, you open yourself to all sorts of dumb stuff, like doubts, and second-thoughts, and worst of all, fears.

I'll let you in on a secret: I get scared, sometimes. One of those times was when I kicked one of Fluttershy's bullies in the nuts and got sent to the principal's office. It wasn't getting in trouble that scared me— I was used to that already— but the possibility of me getting expelled and Fluttershy being left to deal with those dirtbags all on her own.

Anyway, right now, I'm thinking that I might be scared of something else. Something that I only really noticed during the sleepover.

I'm starting to feel weird...weird around one person in particular. There's the twist in my stomach, and the smile I can't keep down, and the picking up on little things I don't care about on anyone else...

This is bad! Really, really bad! I don't know why my brain's acting up like this, but it clearly misunderstood something along the way. This isn't one of Rarity's mushy romcoms, this is my life. My super awesome action-packed life! Like...like Daring Do's! 

Alright, that's enough thinking for one day. I push my thoughts into the darkest corner of my mind and force my self to focus on the teacher's lesson.

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She looks good today.

So, heh, you remember those pesky thoughts I tried to stop thinking earlier?

Has her smile always been that bright?

They're back, and 100% worse.