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-Soccer Practice-

Ouch. Ooh. Uh-oh. Wow.

Those thoughts seemed to keep circling each other in my head. It was hard to watch as Rainbow Dash tripped, or missed a pass, or ran into someone else. It was awful, she kept either getting distracted and looking up at me, or she would start to concentrate too much and she would start to show off or something and mess up. Of course, there were the few times that she managed to pull it off and make an amazing play, or how quickly she could recover. And then there were the times when she stood in the sun and the sweat on her skin made it gleam like it was made of molten jewels.

I had to remind myself that she would get in trouble if I ran on to the field halfway through the practice to wipe her brow for her. Also, given the way she's been acting lately, that just might make her more flustered and make more mistakes and get hurt really bad. I didn't want that to happen to any of my friends, especially not one so important to me.

Lightning Dust seems to have noticed how Rainbow Dash isn't on her A game and has really started to dominate the field, grabbing the ball from Rainbow Dash, kicking it over her head, running her down. It wasn't very nice, rather mean actually. Mean people got on my nerves so easily. Not that it mattered, they would never listen to me, I'm too soft spoken and shy. That's what happened at summer camp, I helped the birdie and got picked on. Then Rainbow Dash stood up for me. She was never picked on.

But why? What made me and Rainbow Dash so different? We both loved to help people, we hate mean people, despite what people think, I love showing off my talents (even if I don't have many), and we even went to the same camp and school and everything. It was like there was some invisible difference between the two of us that made us separate people, two sides of the same coin.

It was these thoughts swirling through my mind that made me not look up in time when I heard Rainbow Dash shouting "Look out!" Needless to say, I glanced up at the very second I should've ducked. I didn't see what hit me, I only felt a dark mass pound against my mouth and nose, smacking hard against my face.

My hands flew to my face and cradled the sore spot "Ow!" I exclaimed rather loudly, it hurt so much, I didn't mind drawing attention to myself. I could hear clattering footsteps pounding up the bleachers and right next to me. My hands started to feel wet, was it because I was crying? Or did I have a bloody nose?

"Flutter Shy?" Rainbow Dash asked gently, placing a hand slowly on my shoulder as they started to quake and tremble. Her demeanor was very different from what she showed on the field, it was much… sweeter. It reminded me of the day we met.

"Ow…" I groaned, pulling my face back far enough to look at my pale palms, now stained with blood, through a veil of hazy tears. The coach pulled me aside and opened up a first aid box to start cleaning me up. I could feel my lip swelling already.

"What the hell Lightning Dust?!" Rainbow Dash screamed, standing up abruptly and marching down the bleachers to the field.

"What? It's your own fault you didn't catch it. You should've jumped higher."

"Don't kick it so high next time! You hurt Flutter Shy! Aren't you going to apologize?" I started to blush, trying to focus on the coach as I got patched up, I didn't like making such a fuss.

"Apologize for what?" Lightning Dust countered, "It's your fault, you apologize. Besides, it's not like it's made a difference, nobody was gunna ask her to the dance anyway."

"I might have!" Rainbow Dash shouted back. Even I stole a glance at her. Lightning Dust looked smug and had her arms crossed. Rainbow Dash was shocked at what she had just said, her face a deep red and her jaw half open, "I mean, they might have! Someone else! Somebody might have! Argh!" With this last exclamation, she turned around and ran off the field, leaving the rest of the soccer team in fits of giggles.

"You're all set," the coach said, handing me the soccer ball that smacked my face "Why don't you keep this as a souvenir?" I nod absentmindedly and grab the soccer ball, hurrying off the pitch to find Rainbow Dash.

It didn't take too long. I found her by the front of the school, away from the statue near some bushes, it looked like everyone else had left already. I dropped the soccer ball and lightly tapped it with my foot so that it leisurely rolled over to Rainbow Dash, tapping her foot. It was enough to make her look up at me. I tried my best to smile down at her. It was weird to be the one trying to cheer someone up, what did Vice Principal Luna usually say at first?

"Are you okay?" I ask gently, leaning down and putting my hands on my knees.

"Of course I am! Are you? I'm sorry that I kinda left you on the bleachers."

"It's fine!" I insist, taking a seat next to her and pulling my knees up to my chest, the soccer ball idly sitting between the two of us.

It was a few minutes before I spoke again, breaking the silence between us that didn't normally fall around Rainbow Dash "So, you might ask me to the dance?" I wonder, trying to make it sound lighthearted and carefree.

"No." Rainbow Dash said, shaking her head emphatically, "I-I'm not gay. Sorry Flutter Shy. Just…"

I bite my lip and nod. I have something to ask Pinkie Pie, I remind myself, after all, she does have the Pinkie Sense.

Wow! That one seemed to have a lot to say. That's gunna be the last chapter taking place on this day, the next section will either be leading up to the dance (shopping, getting out fits and dates, etc) or the dance itself, so look out for it!

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