Do you remember your first crush? Wasn't it just so magical?
At last, Sweetie Belle, kid sister to Rarity, has managed to get her life together. She finally has her Cutie Mark, her parents have returned from an extended tour of Equestria, Rarity's business is taking off and not stopping, and now that she's entered high school, She and her fellow Cutie Mark Crusaders are some of the most popular fillies in school. Yet, this all leaves Sweetie with a terrible void. The admiration of her fellow classmates seems hollow to her and Apple Bloom and Scootaloo are starting to go in different directions in their lives.
For reasons she can't explain, she has never felt more alone. It may just be the hormones of being a teen-aged filly, but it might also be that she hasn't found that special somepony. When a new colt arrives from the backwater villa of Hollow Shades, she discovers a new tide of emotions she never thought she had. Is it love? Is it lust? Only time and tide will tell…
This is the first in a series of one shot stories I have planned called The CMC Chronicles. Each one-shot will feature one of the Cutie Mark Crusaders as they take the most dangerous of quests: high school! I'm marking this teen for some clopping and vulgarity. (Sweetie will swear like a sailor, let me tell ya!)

(Cover Art is Tentative, made by asdflove at deviantART.)

This story is a sequel to Princess Celestia is in your bed.

It's hard to get rid of a sun goddess when she doesn't want to be gotten rid of.

Reading the prequel is highly recommended. Find Chapter 3 here!
Rated teen for mild language.
Now with audio reading by MelancholyIguana
Cover art by SilFoe.

You'd think I'd have it all: my parents own a fashion company for those who cannot afford clothes like Prada or Gucci, Coach, or any of those fancy names. I can't either, even though my family makes about a hundred thousand dollars every three months (is that a good thing?). I live in a glorious large house, with a well-behaved little sister. Wow, my life is just sooooo perfect. All the girls would envy me.

And yet, they don't.
Why?
Because my life isn't perfect.
Neither am I.

Cover art by Xered

Spike has been helping Rarity with her dresses the whole night, but after a concerned talk with Twilight he decides to go away until he can be mature enough to be with Rarity

Rarity gets invited by Spike to meet him at the crystal palace.

And then Spike gets her wet.

(This is my first story ever. Any helpful advice or critiques are welcome. )

This story is a sequel to A Spiked Hologram

I was moving out on my eighteenth birthday, since I am now considered of age.

Pinkie Pie came along, bearing gifts in the form of three holographic characters; Rarity, Spike and Sweetie Belle, only she had spent a week, preparing them for me.

She had intended for Rarity to help me fulfil a dream, Spike was to be her assistant, while she simply couldn’t send Rarity off without Sweetie Belle, it just so happened to turn into a complete family, somewhere along the way.

For One-Shotober 2014

It's almost Nightmare Night, and Applejack needs some help harvesting her pumpkin patch for her family and her friends, but she can't do it on her own. So, Applejack goes to her dear friend, Rarity, for help.

This story is a sequel to Phases

I'm back again in another story following my life, this time I deal with growing apart from friends, the pressures of the media, the constant judgement of being a star, and my struggling love life. Its just enough to make a mare go crazy! (Rated teen for some sexual innuendos) Special thanks to Evil_Gumbo27 for helping me out.

You just got hired by the Cakes to help around the shop and generally do work that Pinkie would otherwise get distracted by. Only problem is that you have to come in at such an early hour that you don't exactly think clearly.

Pinkie seems completely oblivious to this however, and remains her bubbly self in spite of your sluggish behavior.

The Cakes told you not to do or say anything that might upset her. Sounds easy, not like you'd burn your thumb and let something slip, would you?

Looks like you got a mess to clean up.

(First story in a long time with no mature stuff, trying something new.)

Well, I sure didn't expect some girl to just show up out of nowhere. Poor girl. She's got to have amnesia, or something, (although she insists she doesn't) because even though she looks to be about my age, she's claiming that she isn't human. Or wasn't. Great, she's delusional, too.
But you know what? That's okay. She's a nice girl. She just seems to be confused. I suppose I can let her stay a while until she sorts things out.

WARNING: Strong language

Fluttershy picture by SmokeFlare