A/N
I don't really have much to say so just read on!
Crayola lay motionless, eyes shut, sprawled on the cold floor. She was in no haste to open her eyes, she felt like laying, forever.
Soon her senses came back to her, She heard two voices nearby.
"Should we wake her?" came a soft, sweet voice
"Dunno! Looks like she's been knocked out cold to me…" came the next voice, which was rather high pitched and energetic.
Crayola reluctantly opened her eyes. Two girls stood before her, worried expressions on their faces. One girl had wild, hot pink and wild hair and wore a short dress which altogether made her look like a crazy, fun-loving lunatic to be frank! The other girl looked like a polar opposite to the jumpy girl! She had pale pink, and wavy hair and wore a plain white singlet and a long, green skirt with 3 pink & blue butterflies on it. She also looked rather shy.
Pain circulated through Crayola's body. She heard someone gasp, but before she could figure out which one it was, she was been dragged away by the poofy haired girl as fast as lightning!
When they finally halted, Crayola realized how sick she felt. The smell of food filled the new room, which seemed to be packed with people and tables.
"Food is sure to help!" said Crayola, more to herself than to the other two girls.
The shy girl inquired anxiously
"Oh goodness, are you okay?" Crayola didn't answer. Then the shy girl turned to her friend and said hastily
"Pinkie Pie, get her some food and water from the canteen, stat!"
"Okie dokie lokie!"
Only seconds later, Crayola found herself been treated to food and drink of which she'd never tasted before.
"Where are we?" she asked sheepishly, feeling a little better now.
"Oh, yeah, right. Sorry! We're at Canterlot High, one of the biggest schools in L.A and not to mention, the most dominant basketball team winners!" explained the bouncing girl enthusiastically.
"That's right Pinkie Pie. So, are you an exchange student?" asked the second girl quietly
"Um… Yeah." lied Crayola, she didn't even know what this meant!
The bouncy girl asked, reaching over the table
"Hey Fluttershy, can you pass the sugar?"
Crayola felt uncomfortable sitting with these strangers, though she felt gratitude towards them for helping her. She made an attempt to engage in conversation.
"Fluttershy- Pinkie Pie? A-Are they your names?" inquired Crayola
The girls just looked at each other and laughed
"Of course not!" replied 'Pinkie Pie', giggling "They're just pretend names we came up for each other, for fun, you know?"
"Yeah," begun 'Fluttershy', "My real name is Faye, and this is Honey." she said, smiling sweetly.
Crayola said (a little embarrassed after muddling up their names),
"Oh… Oops! My name is Crayola. I'm from the Whistling Wood. Pretty dangerous living right next to the forest you see… My cousin got stolen by a -" Crayola abruptly cut herself off when she saw the suspicious expressions on the girls faces. "Wh- what did I say?"
Faye began in a fit of giggles "You never told us you were so funny! Imagine that, hey Honey?"
Honey joined in with the giggling "Yeah, 'The whistling Wood', you're so funny!"
Crayola felt her face burning with colour. If she was going to fit in in this place, she was going to have to pay attention to what was right and wrong.
Suddenly, an alarming noise filled the room. Crayola shrieked, but regretted it when everyone in the room turned her heads towards her. She sunk low in her chair so nobody could see her embarrassed face, and blocked her ears.