It was a warn, sunny day in Ponyville. The birds sung beutiful melodies as the fluttered along. The sky was clear, and blue. Rarity had declared, to take a break from her busy schedule and take a relaxing walk in the park. She gladly walked through the park, lost in her thoughts, as she went face first into something dark, and warm. The surface touching her pearlie white skin, smelled like sweat and dirt, which made her uneasy. She pulled her face away and stared into the dark figures eyes, which she assumed where eyes. "Sorry ma'am" the tall figure apologized. Rarity shook her head hoping to regain her vision. "Who are you?" she said, uneasily. "Howdy ya'll, I'm Clover, I'm new here. I just arrived a little while ago. I've been exploring this here strange place. Folk here are nice." Rarity ignored the noise which was coming out his trap. She was lost in his dreamy eyes. Her thoughts scrambled in her head, and she gazed at his big, strong chest, and his unique blue mane. She stared at him, which seemed to make all her troubles melt away. "Ma'am, Are you feeling dandy?" Clover asked, staring at Rarity, wondering what she's thinking. "What? Oh sorry, Um.. I-I'm R-rarity. Nice to meet you." She retorted, nervously. "Well, I'll get a going, see ya'll around mate." "Okay, bye Clover." Rarity hurried, down the smooth cobblestone road, avoiding commotion, and ponies. Her thought cramped with pictures of Clover. She suddently felt sick, and uneasy. Why would I like him? He's dirty, and a farm pony. An uncivilized package of... dreamy. Yuck. I would never stoop to such a level, she thought to herself. "Why me!?" she yelled to herself. Noone seemed to pay attention to her. All in a rush to continue with their lives. Why? she thought to herself, again.