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// The Mare With The Piercing Stare 
// Story: Let The Right Pony In 
// by CountDerpy 
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	We sat in silence for a few moments, the snow falling heavier than it had been all day. I was to focused on the mare in front of me to care about the snow piling up over my knee. My eyes were locked onto hers, the two large red orbs unmoving and cold in nature. She didn't seem to mind the cold weather, the snow built up in piles around her form, but did not seem to melt when it touched her fur, which was just as white as the snow. After a few more minutes, I finally decided to break the impregnable silence. 

"So.....what's your name?" I asked in a calm voice, my insides screaming obstinacies at her for spying on me.

She blinked a few times, her gaze never shift from my direction. "I'm Vinyl. Who are you?"

That's a weird way of asking for somepony's name. "My name's Octavia." I said slowly, before I finally built up the courage to ask about her habits. "Were you the one spying on me?"

She chuckled. "I wouldn't call it spying, I'd call it...being a good audience."

"A good audience doesn't stand on my window seal staring at me in the middle of the night, a stalker does."

"Well," She slid off of the bench and landed on her hooves," I can't really be a stalker if I have just met you, now can I?"

Ooooh, she is just trying to piss me off! "Well...from now on don't be watching me, ok Vinyl?"

"I cannot make any promises, Ms. Philharmonica." She said, a small grin forming on her face.

I was taken aback, having known for a fact that I had not said my last name. "How did you know that?"

"Were in the same class, Octavia." She said flatly. "It's kind of hard not to notice your name being screamed out by Cheerilee."

I couldn't help but blush with embarrassment. "It wasn't my fault, that bitch Trixie did those things!"

"And I believe you." She looked me directly in the eye again. "She did the same things to me when I moved in, but she doesn't mess with me now."

"Why is that?" I asked inquisitively, hoping to find a way to get that terrible pony off my back.

She glared at me. "It's better off if you don't know."

"Come on! Please tell me! I have already had a month of school ruined for me because of her, I don't want my entire year ruined. Tell me and I'll forgive you for being a peeping tom."

"I AM NOT A PEEPING TOM!" She snapped. "And there are some things about me that no pony needs to know. End of story. Goodnight." She turned around and walked off towards the apartment next to mine, pulled out a key and turned the lock. Within moments she was well hidden behind her door, leaving me standing out in the snow looking like an idiot.

"That......bitch!"