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// Help me help you 
// Story: Canterlot High Bachelors 
// by Ponysubmarine 
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For Scribble Dee, it felt like today was taking an eternity to end. She was nervous, her mind going crazy thinking about how her first afternoon with the computer club would go. Mostly, however, she was set on how she was going to interact with Care Root. Dee's palms have been sweaty since the beginning of the day, and what's worse, it seems she thinks she may have caught the attention of Ms. Cheerilee, her english teacher. At the end of class period, Dee rushed out of the classroom and into the library, seeking an escape from the hectic hallway traffic. It was her lunch period, but Dee decided to skip it in favor of alone in tranquility, but unfourtunately for her, this only made her more anxious. The library was mostly empty, with the exception of two students sitting behind a bookcase farthest from the enterence. Sitting down on one of the library's couches, Dee massaged the sides of her head when she was noticed someone was approaching her.
"Are you alright Scribble Dee?" said an angelic, soothing voice.
"Ms. Cheerilee?" 
Suprised, Dee looked up and saw her teacher standing before her with a look of worry on her face. Cheerilee then took a seat next to her on the couch.
"I noticed that you looked troubled in class, is everything all right? I've never seen you like this before."
"Oh, it's nothing Ms. Cheerilee, just a migraine. I'll be fine."
Cheerilee smiled and raised an eyebrow at Dee's answer.
"Listen, I always know when one of my students is having trouble, it's sort of a gift, so please tell me what's wrong. Let me know how I can be of help." 
Dee fidgeted her thumbs as hesitantly looked at Cheerilee.
"Sigh', well, its sort of...complicated. I've been...you know..."
Dee blushed and shifted her eyes to the side in a pitiful manner, unwilling to tell her teacher about her situation. Upon seing Dee's face turn red, Cheerilee backed her head a bit , looking somewhat suprised at her pupil, and stared for a few seconds before speaking.
"It's about a boy, isn't it sweetie." Cheerilee said smoothly.
Dee looked forward all of a sudden and gasped.
"It's alright, Dee." Cheerilee reassured her.
"How did you know?" 
Ms. Cheerilee sat up straight and backed into the couch and grinned softly.
"I've been in your shoes before, not so long ago in fact." She answered.
"I too acted in an odd manner whenever I had "butterflies in my stomach", no offense."
Dee gave a shy look, fiddled her fingers together and said, "So I was that obvious, huh?"
"Yep, but that's okay. It happens to all of us. Are you having problems with 'this special someone' Dee?"
"No, it's not like that, it's...just...I'm having trouble approaching him. I don't know what to say or what to do. I just turn into goop when I get near him, it's just nuts." Banging herself on the head, Dee groaned in frustration at the thought.
"Have you ever had a boyfriend before?" Asked Cheerilee.
Dee simply shrugged and responded, "Never." Cherilee held her chin up with her hand as she thought of what she could tell her student on this matter. Alot of people she knew had been with multiple people in their lives, but honestly, she has never had to help someone who's never had a relatonship before. It was one of those difficult questions that doesen't have a satisfying answer to first time seekers. Not knowing what to say to her students made Cheerilee feel helpless, but she didn't want to give terrible advice. All she could do at this point is take a deep breath, smile confidently, and do the best she could with what she knew. 
"What do you like to do Dee? Before you get to know someone, you have to know yourself a little. From there, you can seek out common interests. Once a good conversation starts, shyness simply melts away. Trust me, I understand you completely on this. The best thing you can do is just talk to him, by starting off with a hi, or ask him how his day was. It's the little things you say that build up a big conversation. From my experience, I've noticed that boys are alot more bashful than girls, and they almost always carry on a dialouge when they are spoken to and approached by a girl, becuase it's much harder for them to open up."
Dee started to look more intentively. If Cheerilee was right, then maybe talking to Care Root would be simpler than origionally thought. Dee is already aware that Care shares some of her interests, like computers, math, and video games. Perhaps she just needed to take a step back and evaluate herself more, and take baby steps with him. Or maybe she felt a little more confident with how Ms. Cheerilee's advice. Afterall, she isn't dragging her kicking and screaming toward Care like Melody did earlier this morning. Dee still had some doubts though.
"But, Ms. Cheerilee, what if he doesn't like me, what if-"
Ms. Cheerilee cut Dee off by placeing her index finger on her lips, giving a soothing shush motion, then stood up and patted Dee on the shoulder, giving her one last thing to dwell on before the end of lunch period. "Don't rush this Scribble Dee. As long as you take things slow, you have nothing to worry about, I promise. You're a good kid, and you're a beautifal and smart young girl Scribble Dee, what's there not to like about you? Always keep your chin up, and never think of the worst case scenerio on these things. You'll be alright."
A sense of confidence swept Dee as Cherilee began to walk away.
"Thank you Ms. Cheerilee!" She said with a vigor.
Amazing what a calm pep talk can do to someone who's a little shaky. It was one of the reasons so many students liked Ms. Cheerilee so much. Yes, she was pretty, but she also had a good heart and always tried to give students the best help she could, not just with school work, but with their personal problems as well. Before departing, Cheerilee turned back to Dee and got close enough to quietly ask her, "By the way, who's the lucky guy?"
Dee turned crimson, but smiled as she whispered in response, "Care Root."
Maybe today wasn't going to be such a long day after all, she thought to herself positively as Cheerilee walked away.