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// It Couldn't be Any Worse 
// Story: "I will make you proud..." 
// by chewyrainbow 
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I screamed and threw the picture across the locker, it crashed into the wall.  Shattering into sharp shards of glass.  I spread my wings and whipped out of the room.  No one else was left inside the building.  Swiftly I flew out the large cloud doors and out to the practice field.

When I landed I noticed that Fire Streak, Fleetfoot, and Surprise were huddled together whispering, but soon stopped when they noticed my attention towards them.  Everything had seemed so perfect, but within a few days, it had all fallen apart...all because of this stupid dream!

I tried to avoid eye contact, but this was hard because of the massive amount of glares, stares, and whatever else was able to aimed at me.  

After Spitfire began the routine, I joined in. I tried to start of correctly, but...instead of a free fall, it ended up a free fail.

I slowly got up from the cloud floor, watching as Fire Streak  and Surprise whispered and giggled.  

I felt my heart sink, but quickly tried again. Although when I came back to the same place, my mind was clouded with thoughts of the dream, Lightning Fire, and Rainbow Dash.  The strange thing she said about knowing who I am. 
what was that supposed to mean?, I thought to myself.

I ended up spreading my wings out three times in a row to late. 

Mumbling to myself, I flew over to the water cooler.  Chugging down about four cup-fulls of Ponyaid, then quickly returning to the flight routine. 

I tried a few more times, and got the free fall correctly about 1 time in 50 or something like that.

Spitfire signaled me over and back down to the cloud floor.

"What is it?" I asked, tilting my head slightly.

"Do you wanna take a break for today, we can go down the the Cloud House (which was basically a field house up in the sky) and do some quick laps, lift a few wing-weights, just something to get you back in tune with what your doing."

I didn't understand how Spitfire could act so normal even though so much had occurred that morning, I was almost offended.  I responded anyways with a simple yes, and off we went.  After, of course, she put Soarin' in charge of the practice while she was gone with me.


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I spread my orange wings and flew forwards, nothing but a trail of magenta purple behind me.  I could hardly tell the weights were strapped to my wings and sides, I easily lifted into the sky, and swiftly made turns.  This was simple enough, as was the previous two hundred and some-odd laps I had just pulled.  And apparently I had set a record just one lap below the first for most laps at the same speed.

My thoughts had settled mostly, although I still couldn't understand the whole note thing.  

I lowered my hooves to the cloud floor, and skidded into a halt...after making a detour through a towel cart.

Spitfire stepped up to me, "So, how are you handling all this?"

"Which part," I mumbled.

"The whole thing, your dream, the note...Rainbow Dash..."

"Don't say that name.  I'm trying to get over it all, but being reminded every morning by my horrible dreams isn't helping."  I snapped back.

She flinched back for a moment, and put a hoof on my shoulder, "Calm down, it's okay."

I turned to face her, "No!  Nothing is okay!  Everything has been screwed up since I got here, I don't know why I even bothered... Besides, how can you say that?  I just met your sister, of which I've never met before, in a dream.  And to top that, I got a little note.  How is this okay?!?!" I sat down heavily on the cloud floor.

We were alone in the gym-like area, luckily.

"Scoots, I know what your going through, please just calm down," Spitfire sat down next to me.

"Phffff, yeah right, you know nothing about what I'm going through!  Nothing could be any worse, nothing at all..."

She put her hoof under my chin and looked me straight into my deep purple eyes.

"I've lost a sister too y'know, and I'm not talking about Lightning Fire..."