Good job on the Prequel Slam, can't wait to get to the rest

Some typos here and there, and while it's not a perspective I'm used to, so far so good.

“Math test?” Snips perks up with a look of sheer confusion. “I thought that was the history test?”

Whaddya think this test is, a history on numerology??!!

Tangy and citreous. Just the thought of the scent sends your mind reeling back into the memory.

He's never going to eat oranges the same way ever again

“Yeah, that’s not fun either,” he slumps forward.

But at least it beats the boring track! I love games that involve combat and competition

“Well, look on the bright side,” Snails chimes in, “at least today ain’t dodgeball day.”

Where's the bright side in that?!

You can’t help but keep your eyes peeled on her. The pale-yellow skinned girl walks away with such grace and confidence, but the thing that truly holds your attention is her ass. The glorious globs snuggly held in by a pair of tight jogging shorts. They jiggle and sway in a flowing motion that’s practically hypnotic, making it nearly impossible to take your eyes off of them. You follow her as she crosses the quad and is a decent distance from the rest of the class before she begins to stretch. You can practically feel your eyes bulging from your skull as you watch her twist and contort her body.

With assets like these, who needs a siren's voice to seduce the whole world to your bidding?

Not until she bends over to touch her toes do you feel your heart threaten to explode from your chest. Her ass truly puts the fabric of her shorts to the test as they look as though they threaten to tear open at the seams when she bent forward or tightened between her cheeks as she stood up. At this point, you could neither confirm or deny that your shorts might have gotten a little…tighter…for some reason.

Snips, gimme your cold water bottle, ASAP!!

“That’s what we call it when you start daydreaming about Adagio,” Snails explains.

What about Adagio archipelago?

“We wouldn’t have to if you’d stop dazing off like that.”

Well, that's why she's called Adagio Dazzle!

“Yeah, man, be real for a second,” Snails says with a raised brow. “You know Adagio’s out of your league. Plus, she’s the meanest girl in school. Basically, the only person Aria is scared of, and she picks fights with the teachers.”

That's why I prefer Sonata Dusk

“I can’t help it guys,” you sigh heavily, “the heart wants what the heart wants.”

Plus, it's just human evolution; bigger asses=more spacious birthing hips=more babies=better chance of human survival

As you continue your leisurely stroll, you can’t help but close your eyes and merely let the melodic voice pull you towards it. As you move, almost mechanically, you feel your mind strolling down memory lane.

And it all turns out to be just a recording!

The pale-yellow skinned girl was dressed in a black fishnet onesie...

I'm never a big fan of fishnets; makes the skin look too scaly and cracked, something I associate with disease

“I do work at a strip club,” Adagio nodded in confirmation. “After we lost our powers, my sisters and I had to get jobs, obviously.”

I knew it!! She is using her assets to her advantages.

“You’re forgetting, I’m a siren, Rarity. I’m a lot older than I look,” the pale-yellow girl winked playfully. “Plus, it’s not a trashy one. It’s really nice. Hell, it’s the nicest one in town. I get paid well. My boss is strict but fair. Plus, I like to dance and have people admire me. I may have lost my powers, but that hasn’t changed.”

OOOH, a cougar, I see! You know, you could ask your boss if you could work as a stripper bartender. I heard it's the next big trending job in strip clubs!

“Oh c’mon, it’ll be fun,” Adagio purred as she turned about and jutted her grandiose rear end at the young woman, “I’ll even let you touch me. Consider it a thank you for putting me on the right path.”

Sexual harassment...

There, sitting against the wall is none other than Adagio. And she’s singing. Singing as she reads a novel and seeing as she’s halfway through and reading so intently, it’s clearly not for homework. You feel your heart swelling, but not in joy, but in a touch of melancholy.

You watch as she sings to herself, a slight smile on her face, but it’s certainly not one of happiness or even contentment. It’s a fake smile, one masking the sadness beneath.

She's actually singing into a wireless microphone that is connected to a Singstar voice modulation app on her phone

You stand there, gritting your teeth, struggling with yourself until you hear, “You know, it’s rude to spy on people, right?”

It's also rude to sexually seduce people without their consent! So that makes two of us!

You look over and see Adagio still staring at her book, not looking away. “Yes, I’m talking to you, dumbass.” She sighs heavily as she closes her book and glances your way, “Are you gonna come one out, or are you still jerkin’ it over there?”

You think I don't know that? And make eye contact with me when you talk!

“The fact that you’re still blushing says enough,” she giggles playfully. “Plus, you haven’t denied that you’re a pervert either, so that’s still on the table.”

Hi Pot! I'm the kettle!

“If there’s one thing to be said about me that is absolutely indisputable, it’s this: I’m an attention whore. I’m used to having eyes on me, so I know when I’m being watched.”

So do we, but it's not for popularity reasons though, I'll tell you that!

You feel the blood drain from your face in terror, and you take notice of Adagio’s smirk widening. “Yeah, don’t try to deny it,” she says, crossing her arms, “I know you’ve been watching me. From time to time, I get this typical feeling of being watched from afar, but it’s always followed by this…heated sensation. Like you’re sending some kind pervy “vibes” or something my way. It’s like you’re eye-fucking me or something.”

Then why didn't you stop me??

You feel the thoughts and feelings from before fighting to get to the surface, but now that you’re talking and she’s basically called you out, do you really have a choice? Do you have anything to lose? You’ve been crushing on Adagio for the longest time. The worst she can say is no. Best, just rip it off like a band-aid and get it over with. You take a deep breath. Straighten your back. Look Adagio right in the eye with a look of determination that seems to take her a bit by surprise as you declare, “I really, like you, Adagio Dazzle! Will you please be my girlfriend?”

If not, then could you at least hook me up with Sonata Dusk?

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Who disliked this comment?! This is amazing!

This a fun and interesting beginning I can't wait to see where this goes