It's time to start the music! It's time to light the lights! It's time to meet the mane 6 on some fanfiction tonight! This chapter has some more Rarity in it! YAAAYY! *Sorry for all the Muppet references. I'm bored :D* Alright here we go! This is what we call Chapter 7!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN MY LITTLE PONY: FRIENDSHIP IS MAGIC! (Or the Muppets.) The only characters I own in this story are Olivia, Sadie, Tara, and the boys.
Olivia couldn't move an inch. She was completely frozen in place. Her heart started to pound as images of that morning came rushing back to her. It felt as if she was tied to that skateboard all over again. She tried to move her hands, her feet, and didn't succeed in either. Her face went completely pale.
"Relax, darling. It's just me," Rarity's voice was heard from her left side.
Olivia breathed a heavy sigh of relief as reality came back to her. She was expecting Rarity to just let her down right then and there, but she didn't. All she could do was stare as Rarity slowly walked in front of her with a sympathetic smile on her face.
"What's been bothering you so much, darling?" Rarity sighed, "It's like you're afraid of your own shadow…"
She began to walk into town, all the while pulling Olivia behind her with her magic. Olivia's heart began to pound again. Why did Rarity freeze her? What was going on? She watched as the whole town passed by her. She felt other ponies burning stares. She wanted to close her eyes and look away, but she couldn't.
Rarity calmly walked into her boutique and up the stairs, being careful to hide her worried expression. It had just hit her then how strange Olivia had been acting recently. It all started just a couple weeks before Olivia was put in the hospital, or had it been longer? Olivia would be startled by any sudden noise or feeling. Whenever Pinkie Pie would show up, Olivia would jump right out of her skin.
As soon as Rarity safely reached her room and shut the door, she released Olivia who immediately crumpled to the floor.
"Couldn't I have just rode on your back, Rarity?" Olivia complained while panting.
Rarity knelt down to Olivia and softly smiled. As carefully as she could, she reached out and lifted Olivia's chin with her hoof and looked into her eyes.
What she saw was something she hadn't seen in a long time: fear. Olivia's eyes were a bright shade of neon blue. This color rarely showed in Olivia's eyes anymore. Sure, she would be startled from time to time, and her eyes would turn dark blue, but never this bright shade. This basically meant she was terrified.
She couldn't hide her concern as she pulled Olivia in close to her, "What's the matter? I didn't really scare you that badly, did I?"
Olivia was too lost in thought to answer or even hug back. What was this all about? The way all those ponies were staring at her just now felt odd. Something was really off in their stares. They looked almost angry, but confused at the same time. They were glares like they were trying to burn holes in her skin.
Her mind snapped back to reality when she felt her head on a pillow. She looked up to see that Rarity had laid her down on her bed.
"Olivia, has something been bothering you?" Rarity asked while gently stroking Olivia's hair.
"R-Rarity," Olivia stared nervously, "Why… why was everypony staring at me like that?"
Rarity looked confused, "What do you mean?"
Olivia sat up a little bit and glanced toward the window, "All of them. On the way back here… they were just staring at me… like there was something wrong with me…"
Rarity gently pushed Olivia's head back onto the pillow, "Nopony was looking at you strangely, darling. I was watching them as well. Now, why don't we just calm down a little and tell Rarity what's wrong."
Olivia wasn't ready to give in that easily. She saw it, with her own eyes. She could still feel her stomach churning from having to stare back. Something was off. She started to slide herself off the bed, but Rarity got in her way.
"Honestly, Olivia," Rarity sighed, raising her voice just a little.
"I know what I saw, Rarity!" Olivia interrupted, standing to face Rarity, "Those weren't normal stares! They were looking at me like I was an animal!"
It hit Olivia then, for the first time since she was sent to Equestria. She was an animal, to the ponies at least. Nothing like her had ever been seen in Equestria before she showed up. She felt dizzy. She looked up at Rarity, to see a pony staring back at her. Her vision started to blur and she stumbled forward.
"Olivia!" Rarity shouted. She held out her fore hooves and allowed Olivia to fall into them.
Olivia stared up at Rarity, trying to put things together in her head. She was a human. She lived in a perfect world full of ponies. All this time she had felt like one of them, like she belonged with them. Now, she wasn't so sure.
"Olivia!" Rarity repeated, calling out to the girl, "Please, say something!"
Olivia stared back up that Rarity with a blank expression. She was in complete shock. She opened her mouth to say something, but she couldn't. She saw Rarity start to fade, and she blacked out.
Rarity stared wide eyed at the little girl in her hooves. What had just happened? She carefully felt Olivia's forehead, which was slightly warm. She removed Olivia's hoodie and laid her back on the bed. While staring at the little girl with very concerned eyes, she threw the hoodie across the room. But instead of the soft noise she expected, she heard a sort of crunching sound.
She carefully went over and examined the hoodie. It just seemed like the regular black one she had made a couple of months ago. She smiled and hugged it close, only to hear the crunching noise again. Only this time, she felt it. It seemed more like a wrinkling noise. There was something in the pocket.
She reached a shaking hoof into the small pocket, and pulled out what seemed to be a plastic bag. There was a hole in the bottom of it, and whatever was in it must've fallen out. At first, Rarity was confused, but then there was a strong smell coming from the bag. This was a smell that could only be recognized as one thing: Marijuana.
She dropped the bag and staggered back. The fillies were telling the truth; Olivia had bought drugs while she was in the human world. She looked over at the little girl sleeping on the bed. She looked paler now, and then she began to cough.
Rarity rushed over to the girl and laid a hoof on her heart. She felt the steady beating of the girls heart begin to quicken, but then fell back to its normal rhythm. Olivia stopped coughing and turned to her side. Rarity breathed a sigh of relief and pulled the blankets up to Olivia's chin.
She didn't have time to worry about the drugs. She had orders to fill, dresses to sew, and most importantly a little girl to watch over. There had to be a better explanation for the plastic bag, even if it had held Marijuana and one time. She pondered over the idea for a second, then shrugged it off and left the room, closing the door behind her. Olivia needed to rest, and Rarity had work to do.
"Come on Liv, why won't you pick up?" Tara growled at her cell phone.
Tara was your average eighth grade girl. She had dirty blonde hair, beautiful blue eyes, and light freckles that usually showed up better in the light. She was about a year older than Olivia, give or take, and had been best friends with her ever since Olivia was put in school.
Tara, however, had absolutely no idea that Olivia lived in Equestria. All she knew was that Olivia lived sort of far away and she lived with not only her mom but quite a few of her aunts. She knew that Olivia didn't have a father, but she didn't really know why. One thing she knew for sure was that no matter how much she begged, Tara was never allowed to come over, and that bugged her.
She re-dialed Olivia's number and pressed call again. She waited for a few rings until she finally heard a voice.
"Uh… Hello?" Tara didn't recognize this voice.
"Liv?" She asked into the receiver.
"Um… Olivia isn't really around right now. Is it important?"
"Well… kind of," Tara said, wondering who she was talking to and where Olivia was, "I need to ask her a question. It's kind of urgent."
"Uh, Alright. Hold on a second," the voice replied, sounding uneasy.
Tara heard footsteps running on the other line, and then she heard hushed voices. She strained her ear and tried to listen in.
"Someone wants to talk to Olivia. She said it's important," she heard the familiar voice say.
"Sweetie Belle," she heard an older voice say, "It's going to have to wait. Olivia's not in the condition to speak to anyone right now."
"What's she doing?"
There was a long pause, as if the older voice was debating whether to tell the younger voice what Olivia was actually doing.
"She's a little sick dear," the older voice finally sighed, "She's upstairs sleeping right now. It would be better if you didn't wake her."
Sick? That was unusual. Olivia was never sick, and she seemed fine that morning at school. A little jumpy, sure, but Olivia always had those types of days. Tara had grown so used to it that she didn't even think twice about it anymore.
"Sorry, but Olivia can't get to the phone right now. I could ask her the question for you if you want," the voice came back to the phone.
"Um, okay I guess," Tara said uneasily, "Say the question is from Tara. Ask her why I found her backpack downtown today. Ask her if she went down there and why. Oh, and tell her that Sadie is NOT happy about it."
