Horrible Acting
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Rarity was never one to boast or brag, but she had her share of talents, like everypony else.
She could create something bland into something beautiful, turn rags to riches, craft a stunning dress with little to no time, find the good in almost anypony ... and she wasn't that bad of an actress either.
With a swift batting of her pretty blue eyes and a simple smile, stallions would service themselves to her.
As much as she hated to admit it, she tended to let her diva side shine one too many times.
Even if her nerves were shot, she could effortlessly present her designs to the Canterlot Elite.
...but one thing she actually found as a struggle to cover up was her pain. Not minor pain, as if a slight confliction or a light accidental hit, but rather the mental sort of pain. The kind that frustrated her to no end and caused her heart and very soul to ache unconditionally. It burned, like a scorching flame, and she had no way to stop it.
And yet, she amazed herself each and everytime she somehow managed a brave face when confronted with that pain.
It was caused whenever she would catch even the slightest glimpse of one of her true friends.
Jealousy - what an ironic emotion for the Element of Generosity to have.
But somehow, that devil feeling had weaved it's way into Rarity's senses, and everytime she saw that certain scene, her eyes flashed green, and her heart shook - on the verge of breaking.
"Rarity? Is something wrong?" Twilight murmured, as she stole a glance to one of her best friends. "You seem a bit... distraught. Is everything alright?"
Rarity cleared her throat, and nodded. "Of course," she said swiftly. "I'm perfectly fine."
"Are you sure?" the Princess of Magic questioned. "Because if there's something going on - you know I'm here for you."
The dressmaker hesitated, only before raising an eyebrow. "Why the sudden concern?" she asked cautiously.
Twilight, of course, gave the expected answer anypony else would. "We're friends, aren't we?" she replied, with a sweet, caring, sparkling smile. "If there's anything you need to talk about, ever, I'm sure that-"
"May I have this dance?" a voice interrupted.
The voice caused both mares to look up, and upon realizing who it was, Twilight giggled like a schoolfilly whilst Rarity's expression fell.
"I'm... sorry for interrupting," Flash muttered, with a slightly bashful smile. "I just-"
"It's fine," Twilight responded, as she returned the grin. She turned to Rarity and bit her lip. "Are you sure you're ok?"
Rarity simply nodded.
And all she could do was watch as her best friend - her wonderful, beautiful, adorable, sweet, kind, compassionate, and indescribable best friend - walked off... with her lover.
Fortunately, Twilight would apparently always be by blinded with love to not notice.
Unfortunately, Twilight couldn't see Rarity's horrible acting.
...if only she could.
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