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NOW ONTO THE STORY!
The morning was bright. Someone had drawn back the shades and took off the sheets from my exposed body. I tried to reach from them, but they were out of reach. Smells of bacon and toast filled the air as my eyes gained focus on a cowgirl staring at me.
"Rainbow. It's time to get up, I don't care if it's Friday and the mornin' periods off, it's already 9 in da mornin'.. We have to be at school in 30 minutes." She placed her hands on her hips.
I noticed that she had put on a set of clothes she left her the last time she came so she could have a pair to change into, but I guess that was a long time ago, since her clothes were gripping her body tightly.
"Christ AJ. Those clothes look like a morph suit on you!" I leaned back laughing, but was caught off guard by a flying pillow.
"'Cause the last time I was here was last summa, and i've grown since then.."
"YA." I looked over to her with a smirk, "In more places than one…"
She found the innuendo in the sentence but ignored it.
"NOW GET UP. Breakfast is ready." She walked out, swaying her hips back and forth with her country swagger she had.
Still fuzzy, I got up and made my way to the closet. Since it was a Friday, I put on my skinny dark blue jeans, light blue tank top with my bolt on it, and my leather jacket over it, which had "THE WONDERBOLTS" written on the back, subtitled by the word captain. I walked in to see Applejack placing food on the table, looking over with a grin. Moving over to the table, I swung her down for a kiss, which caught her completely off guard.
"Jesus Sugarcube. You know you still got mornin' breath?"
I covered my mouth and breathed out, smelling rotten apples and the smell of sweaty socks, which weirded me out. Ignoring it, I went over to the table and took a seat, seeing she cleaned up my entire kitchen while sitting down. The meal, again, was amazing. I had to lick the plate because it was so good.
"I see someone was hungry.." She looked over, her plate half full of food.
"I thought it was a race AJ. Next time, try and keep up." I covered my liking of the food with competition so I didn't look like an egghead.
Placing my dish in the dishwasher, I calmly waited for Applejack, who was surprisingly right behind me, I think she took the race thing seriously. Wow. We made our way out the door, filing into the red truck, and heading for school. The parking lot was full, making us parallel park across the street, adding more distance for walking.
"So about telling the group Rainbow….. I think we should wait." She crossed her arms, books in hand, over her chest as we made our way down the parking lot to school.
"It'll be fine, just let me do the bullshit talking. Trust me." I assured her as I held the door open. The halls were empty since we got there when classes were still going. Making our way to our next class, which was gym, we were cut off by an arm.
"So did you two have fun last night?" Smirked Spitfire as she swung her arm back down to her side, grinning at the ground, looking at Applejack through her hair.
"What's your problem, Spits?" Soarin whipped around to face her. "Just leave 'em be."
"See you gays...I mean guys at the dance." She scoffed walking off, Soarin following slowly behind.
"Now ain't that just weird." Applejack looked over at me with a question, looking for an answer.
"Ya, hope she doesn't do anything at the dance.."
Gym was short lived. I had track, so I went outside to meet my team, while Applejack did field, where she holds school records for discus. The Wonderbolts were not up to speed, as mistakes were made from left to right. Championships are only a few weeks away, right before the festival, so this worried me. My co-captain/stalker Spitfire gave a long grueling talk of why we need to win this, and what she'll do if we don't.
During the speech, I gazed over at Applejack, who was winding up to throw. Her arm cocked back, and her body went into a spinning motion, propelling all her energy into the discus. She released mid spin, sending the object sailing. I'd never seen her throw that far, or high. It landed in the soft dirt with a thud, breaking through the grass, and planting itself.
"100 YARDS." Yelled the coach as she cupped her hand next to her mouth to make her voice travel farther. "NEW RECORD."
Applejack jumped with excitement, catching my stare at her. Seeing her blush, I gave a thumbs up, turning my head back to Spitfire, who was glaring at me.
"Got other things goin' on Cap'n?" She glared, staring basically into my soul.
"Na, just seeing records get broken." I smirked, putting my hands on my hips as I walked over to the water station. Spitfire followed close behind, waving to the team to start doing laps.
"so you're going to the dance with AJ huh?" she smirked as her usual self, getting extremely close behind me.
"Why are YOU asking'?" I abruptly turned around, nudging her backward.
"Oh no reason. I was just going to tell you Gilda and me are going.." She took a step back while evilly smiling.
Gilda. I used to date her. Way back, before she dropped out. She was a junior, I was a freshmen. I had covered that secret all these years, so much my own friends forgot. Gilda was the most carasmatic, badass person I knew, until she abused me, using her strength against me. Now, she's the biggest cunt I have ever known. Just hearing her name makes me sick.
Spitfire looked over, seeing that I was looking off thinking about Gilda. "You know Rainbow. Biggest, baddest bitch of all time. I do so ever hope it doesn't bother you.. I'd hate to ruin your dance with the cowwhore."
"Shut the fuck up!" I snapped, pushing my finger toward her. "Applejack is 10 times the person you are." I stepped back to cool down before things really went south.
"Oh, I know I know. Just don't expect her to help you all of the time RD..." She walked off smiling, heading into the locker room.
I knew she meant something by that, but my train off thought was cut off from final bell. Heading down to the lockers, I met up with Applejack, who was just as sweaty as I was.
"Did you see any of that AJ?" I looked over, holding the door open for her.
"Yes...Thank ya Rainbow. That schmuck needed to learn a lesson. Thanks for backing me up."
"I'll always be on your side AJ."
After changing out, I met up with Applejack in the library, to go over math with her. She was getting better,...somewhat...
"Ugh!" Applejack slammed her head into her folded arms on the desk. "Why do we need ta know this?" Her voice muffleded under her arms.
"AJ, you're getting better, just keep trying."
The assurance brought Applejacks head back up, her green eyes looking at the paper. She wasn't a quiter, and finished off the problems.
"AJ... These are all right!" I jumped up, Applejack along with me, meeting each other in an exclaiming hug, hopping up and down.
"Someone is having fun.."
I looked over to see Gilda and Spitfire, smirking. "I never new you were a cowwhore type RD." Gilda looked straight at me, grinning with her eyes at half mast.
"What do ya'll mean by that?!" Applejack spoke up before I could counter. She walked over, facing Gilda and Spitfire face to face.
"Oh nothing. Just making sure who RD over there is bringing to the festival." She looked up at Applejack, whipping her hair off to the side while doing it.
"Well I'd be happy to show you 'gals' to the door." Applejack begin forcing the two out the main entrance, giving a final shove off.
"See ya later RD..." Gilda smirked while joining Spitfire in the car.
The car muzzleded off, trailing fallen leaves and smoke behind it as it left the parking lot.
"That bitch!" I swung around, grabbing my book bag. "Why the hell is she here?!"
"Rainbow... Who in the hey was that person?"
Applejack looked at me with curiosity, while worry struck her face.
"No one. Just this bitch I used to know..." I moved over to
the doors entering the hallway, waiting for Applejack to finish packing her bag.
We made our way out the doors, into the empty hallway, heading for the senior lot.
"Sorry about that guys..." I spun around to see Soarin right behind us, his face sweating and red. "She gets annoying sometimes, but is a really cool person..."
"Heya Soarin. Whatcha need?" AJ looked over with a smile. "Well, I was..just..just. JustgoingtoaskRainbowDashtothedance!..." His face turned hot red as the words shot out of his mouth.
"What?!" I looked at the tall kid, who backed off. "Why me?"
"Because I think that you're pretty cool, and wanted to know if you'd go with me to the dance.."
I looked at Applejack, who stared over, her face saying no.
"Sorry Soarin..." I began but was cut off by Applejack. "She's already got a date, Sorry."
Applejack begin to walk closer to him, wrapping her arm around Soarin. "Its ok Soarin, I'm sure Pinkie Pie is free."
Soarin looked up with a grin. " Ya, ya think so?"
"No question, she setting up in the gym if you wanna ask."
Soarin looked around, smiling, he waved and set off toward the gymnasium.
"That was close.." I looked over at AJ, who nodded and hopped into her truck.
"I'll see ya tommarow Rainbow, gotta do some chores tonight."
"Alright cool. SEE Ya!" I exclaimed as the engine begin to rattle and make noise.
She pulled out, trailing leaves behind her. I pulled on my bike helmet and gloves, hopping onto the bike. Pulling out, I noticed Sparin walking out with Pinkie, holding hands. Good, now he's got a date.
The drive home was boring. Everyone was home, so the sweet was vacant of cars. I pulled up to the apartment, parking my bike in my reserved spot. Heading up the stairs, I noticed two figures in the corner of my eye.
"Your cowwhore here Rainbow?" Gilda approached, followed by Spitfire.
"Ya, she's parking..." I looked over, seeing that I had three doors over until my apartment.
"Well she wouldn't mind if we talked would she.."
She wasnt outaide and they knew it, so when they asked, i knew It wasn't a question. I spun around, making my way toward my door, but a hand grabbed my shoulder, swinging me toward them, where I was met with a fist. Dodging, I advanced, but was cut off short by a kick to my abdomen, which set me on the ground. I looked up to see Spitfire and Gilda looking down,... smiling. There was only one way out, and that was to fight back.
