//------------------------------// // Dec 27, 2014 // Story: Canterlot High // by Sailor_Pluto //------------------------------// Friday, December 27, 2014 When I wake up, I feel okay for about ten seconds. And then I remember what happened last night. How could I have said that stuff? I’m better than that! Tiara wasn’t flirting with him, right? Right! There’s no way that she could possibly have an attraction to him. He’s a total dork! …But he’s my dork. Even if he doesn’t know that. I lightly beat my head against my door, before opening it and going downstairs. It’s super early, and only Tiara’s up. Her eyes are all puffy and red, not to mention the unsightly dark bags underneath them, and her hair is all mussed up. She’s watching some anime show quietly, so I’m able to sneak past her into the kitchen. I grab an apple from the fridge, then go back to the living room and lightly tap Tiara on the shoulder. She whirls around, then sighs. “Good. It’s just you.” I nod. “Um, what do you mean, ‘just you?’” She stares at the TV for a minute, then responds with, “Celestia kept trying to cheer me up. I thought it might have been her.” I twirl my thumbs. “Listen, Tia, I’m sorry about-” She cuts me off. “Don’t be sorry. It’s all my fault. I never should have started flirting with him.” She kicks her feet up onto an ottoman. “It’s just that…I’ve been so lonely lately, y’know? Ever since I found out that my crush was dating Scootaloo. Can you believe it? Scootaloo! For the longest time, I thought her and Apple Bloom were dating.” I laugh a little. “Wait a minute…you have…had…a crush on Rumble?” She nodded. “Yup. Biggest crush I’ve ever had. At one point, when I thought I was losing him to someone else, I even told him that I liked him, but he didn’t care!” She adjusts her tiara before continuing. "How could anyone decline me? I’m irresistible!” I pinch the bridge of my nose. “Tia, this should go without saying but…maybe the reason he wasn’t interested was because of how you act. No offense, but you’re not what I’d call…tolerable.” She pouts. “Are you kidding? I am more than tolerable. I’m…something better than tolerable.” I roll my eyes. “This is what I mean. You brag about everything. It makes you sound like an egotist. You may not know this, but almost everyone hates you.” It takes a few minutes for this to sink in. When it does, I can see her eyes start to water. “You mean…no one likes me?” I shake my head. “Nope.” She looks down. “Oh god…I had no idea…I always thought everyone liked me…” I pat her on the head. “I’m sorry. I thought you knew, and didn’t care what other people thought.” She shakes her head. “No…no, I didn’t…” She buries her face in her hands. “I suppose…I suppose I could try to change…it’s not too late, right?” I smile. “No. It’s never too late to change.” I sit down on the couch to her right. “So Tia, what are we watching?” She wipes her eyes. “Madoka Magica.” “Cool.” She frowns. “One last thing, though.” I nod. “What?” She glares at me. “Never call me Tia ever again. Got it?” I laugh. “Got it.” The front door opens. "Quietly, quietly." Someone whispers. Scootaloo and Apple Bloom come in. They stop and stare at us with a somewhat comical look on their faces. "Don't tell anyone about this." Scootaloo finally says. Friday, December 27, 2014/ Afternoon I think Celestia feels bad about what happened yesterday, so she takes us all out to a burger joint for lunch. While everyone else is ordering, I pick out a seat. Minutes later, I’m joined by Tiara. “Hey.” she says. “I just wanted to say thanks.” I give her a look. “Thanks…for what?” She traces circles on the table with her finger. “Thanks for telling me about how bad I used to be. If you hadn’t, I would still be making fun of Twist and everyone else in the dorm.” I shrug. “I’m just glad you decided to change. Most other people wouldn’t even care. But you’re different.” She smiles. “Hey, Sweetie Belle?” “Yeah?” “I know this may sound weird, but…will you help me find a boyfriend?” I start coughing and hacking. “I’m sorry but…what?” She blushes. “Well…y’see…I’ve been trying to get a guy to notice me for about two years. And, on your first day of school, you pick up someone.” I facepalm. “Okay. Yeah, I see your point.” She claps her hands together. “Great! So…will you be my wingman?” I shake my head. “Wingwoman.” Friday, December 27, 2014/ Night Since we got burgers for a late lunch, we skipped dinner. It sorta pissed me off, because tonight’s pizza night. Oh well. Everyone in the dorm spends the rest of the night finishing up the Madoka Magica series, then conking out on the couches.