Foals that trot by Scootaloo snickered. She was deeply confused. She looked at her hooves. A filly walked by and giggled.
"Um, what's so funny? People have been laughing at me and I don't know why." Scootaloo told the foal. She burst out laughing and uttered the words Scootaloo has always hated the most.
"Blank flank!" Cried out the pegasus. She kept walking, laughing with each step. Scootaloo looked at all of the class, to see they all had cutie marks. She started to feel a lump in her throat, and grew more sad with each giggle that escaped a foal's mouth. Soon, the class was filled with eager pegasi except for two seats next to her. Scootaloo thought there weren't any other foals, and she'd have no one to be her companion for the whole time she was at the cloud school. The lump in her throat grew and a tear dripped down her face. She wiped it with her hoof when she heard someone walking at the back of the class. A filly walked to the seat next to Scootaloo, and a colt to the one behind her. The class was talking, so the filly put out her hoof to Scootaloo.
"Hi, I'm Doodle. Nice to meet you!" The filly beamed as she waited for Scootaloo to introduce herself. Scootaloo instantly cheered up and started shaking Doodle's hoof.
"I'm Scootaloo."
"I'm Strings." The colt beind the purple haired pegasus said. He waved his hoof, and Scootaloo waved back with a small smile on her face.
"Well it sure is a good thing we got seats so close together, huh Strings?" Doodle told her friend. He nodded. Doodle took out a paper and placed a pencil in her mouth for her to start sketching. Scootaloo looked at the filly's flank only to see no cutie mark. She looked back at Strings, who was too interested in Doodle's drawing to even notce Scootaloo looking at him. He was mark-less as well. Scootaloo looked ahead, to where she knew the teacher was going to teach. She smiled to herself, glad there were other foals without cutie marks. All the foals in the class heard a raspy voice from the side of the room.
"Morning, Class! Hope y'all are ready ta grab a glass of the pretty blue sky! It's a great day, 'n' I don't waste no time gettin' to know ponies." A white haired mare stepped in front of the class.
"Line up, we're 'bout to get started. Hope y'all don't get scared easy."
Sorry it's so short! I kept losing the documents I was typing, and yeah. It was frustrating. I'm actually very surprised I finished some more in the first place.
