MLP SHIP STORIES (Completed) ((NOT INDIVIDUAL STORIES))

CHAPTER 2:

Rarity POV~

Oh, how could I have been so foolish! Talking to Applejack in this state! I wish I was straight...

I rushed into my English class, hoping that Fluttershy was at her desk.

Unfortunately, she wasn't. In her place was Trixie Lulamoon.

I sat down at my desk, hoping that Trixie hadn't noticed me.

Unfortunately, she did.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't little miss Rarity."

Trixie had been after my love ever since Big Mac had dumped her. She walked over to me.

I frowned.

"Hello Trixie. What do you want?" I look at the door.

Please, I silently beg it. Please let Fluttershy come through you.

"You know what I want," she smirks. "And I'm going to get it." 

I wince.

"Rarity? What are you doing here so early?"

I sigh with relief and turn around to look at Sunset Shimmer.

Help me! I mouth and I nod my head over to Trixie.

Sunset rolls her eyes.

"Trixie, when are going to stop creeping on Rarity?" She smirks.

Trixie's cheeks flush red.

"I'll see you later." She mumbles back.

She walks off. I let out my breath in a shaky gasp.

"How do you do that?" I ask.

"When you used to be a bully, these things sometimes come in handy." 

"Hey Sunset, what's up?" A voice behind us says.

Sunset's cheeks flush pink. My eyes widen as I look behind her.

"Twilight? When did you get here?" 

I push past Sunset and wrap Twilight in a hug.

She hugs me back. She looks at Sunset and smiles. I giggle.

"Twilight? What're you doin' here?" 

A southern accent causes me to stiffen in Twilight's arms.

I let go of Twilight and bite my lip.

"Oh, hey Rare. Why'd ya run off so quickly?" I start chewing the inside of my cheek, refusing to answer or even look at Applejack.

"She had to come help me with something." Sunset quickly says.

I finally look at Applejack. She doesn't look like she believes us. I'm biting my lip so hard I can taste blood.

"What's the something?" She asks suspiciously.

Twilight looks confused too.

"Yeah, what's the something?" She asks.

"It's- um...it's..."

"A SLUMBER PARTY!" A voice yells out.

We all jump. I look over at Pinkie and back at Applejack.

I smile nervously.

"Y-yes! Just the four of us." I say.

"Four?" Applejack frowns. She looks hurt.

"Yes. I'm coming too." A soft voice says behind us.