Ponies?

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Ross handed me a stuffed pony. "What?" I asked. "You are going to play with my little sisters while I go hang out with some friends." He responds. "Ugh... Fine!" I said. I hear footsteps coming into the basement. "Jaime! That's my pony!" Said a girl. "No Olivia! Princess Purple Peony Pop Pony is mine!" Screamed the other one. "Jaime I swear if you say that stupid name one more time..." Said Olivia. "Princess Purple Peony Pop Pony!" Sang Jaime. Then everything went silent.  I heard a gasp from one. Then a slap noise. "Don't you dare put that finger up!" Yelled Jaime. "Too late!" Yelled Olivia and she started laughing as the footsteps continued.
"Who are you?" Asked the girls in unison. I finally had a chance to talk. "I'm Eliza." I said. A red head interrupted me. "I'm Olivia and this is, sadly, my sister Jaime." She said. I heard a beep and quickly turned towards where the sound was coming from. "Gotcha!" Jaime screamed in my ear. Oh god. This is gonna be a long day.
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It was over. Ross came home around 9 and told me to get out of his house. Lemme tell you, drunk guys really are freaking stupid. I shook my head trying to get rid of the memory. Somebody roped my shoulder. Again! Why do people like to tap my shoulder so much???? "Eliiiiiza!" Said an odd voice. I turned around to see this blonde hair girl. "Hey gurrl! I'm Jess and I'm Max's boyfriend." She giggled. Jess grabbed my hand and led me into a building. Someone hands me a plastic cup. I shook my head. "Come on, it's just water." I gave in and drank the whole cup. I looked up to thank the person but they were gone. Only their scent remained. And it was way too familiar.
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I found myself sitting on a bar stool on the corner of the room. " what can I do for you miss?" asked the bartender. "Do you have any Sprite?" I asked. He nodded and handed me a can of soda. We got into a friendly conversation. After a few minutes the room started to spin. "W-what going on?" I asked. The last things I saw last night was the bartender's smirk and a pair of eyes. The eyes belonged to the person I least expected. They're hand was on my cheek as I fell asleep. "Eliza, I'm here for you." They said. And that was All I remember.

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