Sweetie Belle walked home by herself.
The high of talking to Cosmic had worn off, and now she was trotting home, sad at the fact she'd probably never speak to Cosmic Flash again.
When she got home, she stopped holding back the tears. She cried into her pillow until it was soaked in her salty tears.
If only she'd talked to him earlier.
***
Sweetie Belle didn't come down for dinner.
She lay in her bed, motionless. Much like last night, except this time she wasn't daydreaming about love.
She would normally be glad to be out of the machine that was school, but her the small corner of her mind that was happy, was extinguished by the horrible truth.
Sweetie grew tired, and crawled into her bed.
She put the blankets over her head, and again was rocked by a wave of sobs.
She wanted desperately to go to sleep, and maybe have some good dreams, to make the reality of the world go away.
Eventually, her head became hazey and she was about to nod off, when she awoken by a knock.
Sweetie Belle looked up, and heard the knock again.
She turned to her window, and almost fell out of her bed with surprise at what she saw.
Somepony with a teal mane was knocking at her window.