"First group, third group, and seventh group! Come into the locker room!" The loudspeaker blared. Agility class had been nothing but practice lately. I turned to Melody, who simply shrugged. We landed in front of the locker room and stepped inside. We found four of our classmates lined up in front of Spitfire. I joined the end of the line as Spitfire talked.

"You three groups will be the first to compete. Tomorrow, after races, you will be escorted to the cloudisseum. After the main show is complete, you will each go one at a time. After that's done, you will return here to await the results. Understood?" She said.

"Yes ma'am!" We all said.

I yelled I frustration as my hoof hit the brick wall. A tear escaped my eye as I walked out onto the track. It was pitch black for a moment, then the lights came to life. I took off straight up. I had to get this perfect. I sped up and turned down. I felt the wind hit my face, and I sped up. I can't go home now. I'm so close! I told myself as I pushed myself even harder. My final part of the performance could be the difference between winning and losing.

I pulled up before hitting the ground. Sprinting to the nearest trash can, I vomited from exhaustion. When I regained my breath, I walked back onto the track to continue. I ran the trick hundreds of times. Four hours later, I had missed dinner, and was no closer to getting this trick. I collapsed onto the rough surface of the foot race track. I sat there until I had the strength to stand. Keep going! I told myself as I began to take off. There was a tug on my tail, and I turned to see Melody. She pulled me back down to the ground, and wrapped me in a hug.

That's when I broke. All the aggression and sadness from the past two months was released as tears began to stream down my face.

"Vague..." I said through my sobs.

"Vague what?" She asked me.

"He's team seven..."

"It'll be alright. I'm sure he won't hold anything against you."

We stood there and I cried till there were no more tears I could release. I slowly walked back to my dorm and drifted off to sleep.

"Racers, in position!" The loudspeaker blared. I walked out and took my spot on the starting line. Three other pegasi were lined up to my left. The light turned green, and I lunged forward as I took an early lead. I sped through lap after lap, until one stallion caught up with me. I looked over and instantly recognized him. I was face to face with the one that hospitalized me. As we neared a loop, I went out a little, and came in full speed, checking the stallion into a cloud on the side. I finished the race in first place, a whole fifteen seconds ahead of everypony else.

Melody came sprinting out of nowhere and tackled me. I stood up as a referee led me to a platform. I stepped up, in between the other two pegasi. The one I had checked was on the ground, pouting. I lowered my head a little as the referee put a medal around my neck. I observed the piece of metal. It was a golden wonderbolts logo on a ribbon. I smiled as the crowd went wild.

On my way into the locker room, I detached my clip and threw it into my yellow bag. Spitfire walked in and I followed her to where the other two teams were meeting. A group of royal Canterlot guards showed up and led us to the arena.

I let out a shaky breath as I shoved my yellow bag into a slot in the locker room. Here, it was a lot bigger and fancier. I was stretching my wings, when a piece of soft clothing landed on my face. I removed it to see the blue and yellow outfit I had always wanted to wear. The wonderbolts uniform. I slid it on, and looked at myself in the mirror. I smiled as Melody jumped on my back. She wasn't heavy so it was easy to carry her. She messed with my hair before jumping off and giving me a quick kiss. She walked over to the doorway and started talking with Spitfire. I walked up next to her and began running in place.

"Feels like I'm wearing nothing at all!" I said.

Spitfire let us out, and as we were going, we passed Vague and his partner. He glared at me, but I ignored him. I knew one thing for sure.

Vague wasn't my friend anymore.