Transformation

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Chapter One: Transformation

This is my first fanfic and I hope everyone likes it. This is a story from your point of view, so everywhere that it says [Y/N], just put your name in. The story takes place about a week after Equestria Girls, and, sorry guys, is written for girls. Although it may not seem like it at first, this is a fanfic about MLP:FiM, it just starts out in the real world. Also, I do not own MLP or any of the characters. Originally, I wrote this on Fanfiction.net, but I decided to put it on this website too. All right, you guys ready? Well, ready or not, here it is!

Your POV

Just another boring day living the suburban dream. You check the clock while lying in bed. It reads 3:15. You sigh, twirling your [H/C] hair in your fingers as you stare at the ceiling. You live with your mom in a small house in an everyday neighborhood where nothing interesting ever seemed to happen. You live on broken promises of better times ahead, once you finished high school. But sometimes it seemed like promises were not enough.

"[Y/N], I'm home!" You sit up on your bed when you hear your mom's familiar voice.

You walk out of your room and towards the foyer to meet her as she enters. Her light brown hair seems a bit messy, but her blue eyes still shine with sweetness.

"Hello, [Y/N]. How was your last day of school today?"

"It was fine." You watch as your mother put her purse down and picks up her cell phone to call somebody. She was a businesswoman for a major corporation, so you didn't mind that she didn't have much time to talk.

As you walked in the kitchen, you pick up a small, shiny red apple and take it to the living room to eat, all while reviewing what your history teacher had taught you that day. "Magic was an important factor in the Middle Ages," he had instructed. "Many kings and queens had their own servants to perform feats of magic for them. It was a tradition and an important part of their history."

"Magic," you mumble. "Who cares about magic?"

After finishing your apple, you go back into your room and pick up your yearbook, which had been resting on your dresser, and flip to the signatures from everyone. One read, I will miss your kindness and laughter. Make sure to have a great summer! After looking at a few more, you close the book as your mom walks in with a new business suit on.

"All right, [Y/N], be honest with me…does this look ok?" She turns around a few times while you check out the outfit.

"Well, it's alright, but it would look a lot better with some hoop earrings." Your mom smiles at this response, happy with her suit now that you have approved it. As she walks out the door, though, her smile falters and she freezes and lets out a soft moan of pain, rubbing her back in dismay.

"You ok, mom?" You ask, concerned.

"I'm alright, but my darn back is killing me."

After thinking for a moment, you say, "Well, you don't worry, because I can set the table and do the dishes tonight. Also, you should probably see a chiropractor about that back soon."

Your mom smiles warmly and hugs you. "Thank you, [Y/N]. You're always so generous, especially when I'm in pain like this."

"No problem, mom."

After setting the table, you and your mom had some leftover Chinese food from last night. As you were eating, she began getting a lot of calls, and then she made one to her sister. Once her calls subsided, she turned to look at you. "Well, [Y/N], it looks like I'll have to be in Minnesota for a huge business meeting and convention for more than half of the summer. So, I called your Aunt Becky, and she said you could come stay with her in the city while I'm away."

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