The sun peeked through the cracks in the curtains of Sweetie Belle’s bedroom, a thin line of light falling across her face. With a quaint grunt and a yawn the small white filly stretched out her arms and pushed away the covers. Humming a cheerful melody as she went to great ready for another fun day of school. She liked school a lot and was excited to see her friends. Suddenly the humming stopped. Sweetie belles smile drooped a little as the memory, almost feeling as if it were a dream, came back to her. She remembered the way Apple Bloom looked when she ran off, the way she didn’t say anything when she had told her the news.
A knock on the door startled the young filly and she glanced over to the clock. The hands seemed to have moved faster than Rainbow Dash and she could here Rarity’s voice through the door urging her to hurry down the stairs. She quickly ran the brush through her purple hair and hurriedly shoved her belongings into her bag and rushed out the door.
“Not so fast Sweetie!” Rarity yelled as she picked her self up after being knocked over by the door. The young filly couldn’t here her sister as she was already out the door and on her way to school and out the door. Her hooves clopped loudly on the cobblestone of the roads as she made her way towards the school. The site of her friends encouraged the white blur to blur even faster. She closed the gap between her and her friends.
“H… Hold on one… one sec guys” she gasped out as she tried to gain back her breath. Before she could say anything else Apple Bloom looked at Scootaloo and then walked away.
“Umm…” Scootaloo started as the filly in front of her turned a shade of grey. “Well Apple Bloom’s family told her they don’t want her to play with you anymore. Umm… she says she’s really sorry and she want’s to but she’s just not allowed.”
Sweetie Belles shoulder slumped and here head hung. She shuddered for a second and then a trickle of tears rolled down the sides of her cheeks. “Rarity said that it wouldn’t matter to her…” Sweetie Belle couldn’t understand why Rarity would lie to her or why Apple Bloom wouldn’t be friends with her anymore.
“I’m sure it’s only for a little while, Apple Bloom will come around” Scootaloo tried to cheer up the poor filly but to no avail. “I’ll see you in class Sweetie” Scootaloo walked off leaving the depressed filly to her own devices.
Sweetie sat there for a minute, she was deep in thought. So deep in fact that she didn’t here the bell for school ring. She sat there, thinking about why this and why that. What could she have done differently? She couldn’t figure out why… why why why!
Suddenly felt a hoof on her shoulder, an older tender hoof. “What seems to be the problem, that has brought you to rock bottom?”