Groaning to herself, messy-maned, and most definitely, so not amused, the orange-coated pegasus rose from her peaceful slumber. Her thin, straw-like, strawberry-colored mane sticking out in the oddest of ways, knotted in almost every which way, and she sighed to herself. Shaking her head, she slammed her face back into her just-fluffed pillow, trying to fall back into the once-blissful sleep that she had been shaken from just moments ago. But, reawoken with her blaring alarm clock, her ears lowered in fury, and an orange hoof shot out, slamming it into her annoying alarm clock's 'snooze' button. Possibly a bit too hard...She looked up from her pillow, and saw the smashed remains of her clock scattered among the desk and some of the floor. She rolled over, snuggling into the pillow and under the blankets. Suddenly, a small voice came from the next room over. "Wake up, Soul!" Her sister, Jani, was trying to get her up. Great.
"Crap, I've got school tomorrow.." She muttered, and, pushing herself off the bed, she landed on the floor, and just barely made it to her hooves. "Ugh.." She groaned, pulling her mane out of her face with her hoof, then walking over to her desk. Without brushing her mane, she carefully picked up her cell phone in her hooves, pressing the 'on' button that had been oh-so-obviously placed on the side of the small, electronic device. On the device was a purple-and-blue cover, with a hole in the front for the camera bit that took pictures. This had costed her nearly one hundred bits. Scrolling through the various apps and programs, the teenage mare tapped the 'Messages' icon. Typing in her desired message,she waited for a response from her closest friend, Rough Sketch.
And so she waited.
One minute.
And waited.
Three minutes.
And waited...
Seven minutes.
And waited some more....
Then the phone beeped, alerting her of a new message. Grasping the phone, she responded back.
SB: Hiya, you awake yet, Rough?
RS: Yeah, you ready to hang out later?
SB: You bet Celestia's secret cake closet I am!
RS: Okay. See you at Sugarcube Corner in twenty flaps of your wings, Soul!
SB: Okay! See you then and there!
Twenty 'shakes of her wings' was code for 'twenty minutes'. Of course, nopony but them knew it, but yeah, it was fun to mess around with secret codes anyways. Who said teenagers can't have secret codes? Nopony, that's who.
And Celestia probably doesn't have a cake closet. Though she might. Who knows, really? It would be kind of weird for a princess to have a secret cake closet... But not impossible. They practically have everything there is to own!
Yawning again, Soulburst grabbed the purple brush that was on her dresser and lazily brushed her mane from the roots to the tips. Finally, she sat on the floor, took the brush awkwardly in her wing, and brushed her tail. It wasn't neat and tidy like unicorns did it, or how bat ponies did it (Their wings make excellent brushes..), or how the princesses did it, but it looked..well...decent for a teenage, pegasus mare like herself.
Silently, she hoped to herself that this year would be better than the last one. Strange, magically sent scrolls had hit her upside the head and she was, forcibly, forced to answer them. Not by choice, of course...
Looking up, Soul leaned back in the train car's seat. It was going unexplained, but it was suitably comfortable.
After awhile, a trail of purple-blue smoke smacked her in the nose, and in the mist there was a scroll, sealed with lead and tied with a thin ribbon. Waiting for a moment, she took the scroll from the mist. Unrolling it, after pulling the seal off with her teeth, she read it aloud...
"Dear Soulburst,
What do you think Ponyville will be like? I think you'll like it there.
With friendship and magic and all that stuff,
Unknown"
Looking around, she suddenly had the urge to answer it. She shrugged, and decided to go with her gut. She spoke softly, almost in a whisper, but loud enough so whoever it was could hear her. f they were in about four feet of her, that is. "Well, I don't know...I just hope I can do what I like there, that is all...I guess."
But that was last year, before she moved here. A terrible time it was, indeed. Now, it'll be different, this time.
So far, only Rough Sketch, Sugar Swirl, Winter Storm, Shadow Thief, Wolf Dragon, and Lightning Bolt were her only friends. Ever. But she was determined to make more. But, of course, she was going to have to try really hard. She was truly herself around her friends, but when it comes to other ponies, she's like a cat in the road. Most of the time she just stayed quiet. She planned to join the after school swimming program. She always felt herself when she was in the water. She especially loved the aroma of chlorine that wafted off the pool and flowed around the room. Though she stayed in the shallow end most of the time, she could rocket off the side of the pool for a boost when she swam. Just like a medium-sized, orange-and-red torpedo with wings and water. Unlike most pegasi, she was constantly dripping with water instead of drying off quickly. Other ponies found it strange, but she absolutely loved every bit of it. Swimming wasn't her talent though. But that is a story for another day. Of course, we could always go deeper into that later. But that's not what you came to see, is it? Of course, you came to read this, but why not ask Soulburst some stuff? I'm completely sure she'll be happy to answer!