Sweetie Belle walked into miss Cheerilee's class. She was early again today and she was tired from spending all night writing Diamond Tiara's newest article. She put the papers into Diamond Tiara's desk and sat down at her own. She took out her homework from last night, she had been to tired to finish it when she was supposed to. I hate her so much, Sweetie Belle thought
Diamond Tiara showed up to class just a few minutes before it started. She opened her desk to find Sweetie Belle's, now her, article on the latest events of Ponyville. She chuckled, "at this rate, I could have you doing my homework, too."
Sweetie looked up her, "I've been thinking" She said, almost growling.
"Did it hurt," Diamond Tiara said, laughing at her own joke.
Sweetie Belle ignored it, "I think you don't even have the negatives."
"Pfft," Diamond Tiara said sitting down, "what makes you think that?"
"'Cause you've never shown me any other copies of the photo," Sweetie Belle said, pointing a hoof at her, "bring me one of those pictures."
Diamond Tiara laughed, "That's easy,"
"No, it's not easy, because you don't have the negatives, and because I ate them all!" As the words left Sweetie Belle's mouth, the entire class turned to look at her. "All of the Pie's," she said, trying to come up with an excuse, "at last year's fare. In the pie eating contest."
"Now Sweetie Belle," miss Cheerilee said, "it's not okay to brag. Especially about something that happened so long ago."
Sweetie Belle came into class a little late the next morning. Class had already started. "Sweetie Belle," miss Cheerilee said upon her entering, "do you have a note."
"No ma'am," she said pretending to be embarrassed, "I just slept in, is all."
"Well, since this is your first time being late I won't make you get a note, but try to be on time, okay"
"Yes ma'am," Sweetie Belle said as she sat down. As soon as miss Cheerilee's back was turned, she looked over at Diamond Tiara. The filly pointed her hoof at the desk and mouthed, "it's already in your desk." Sweetie turned to face forward again and opened her desk slightly. She saw the photo. Perfect, she thought, smiling, just perfect.
As Sweetie Belle was on her way out of the classroom, miss Cheerilee spoke up, "Sweetie Belle can I talk to you?"
"Sure miss Cheerilee," she replied.
"You've been looking down lately. Is something wrong at home."
"Nope. Nothing. Nothing at all miss Cheerilee. I've just been staying up later so I can," Sweetie Belle paused for a moment trying to think of something, "so I can draw more... tacos."
"Oh," miss Cheerilee responded, slightly confused and agitated by this, "well try to get more sleep okay." Miss Cheerilee walked to the door. "Are you coming?" she asked when she noticed Sweetie Belle wasn't following her out.
"Yeah, I just left something In my desk."
"Well alright, but hurry up," miss Cheerilee left. Sweetie Belle bolted to her desk and took out the picture. She looked into her bag and got a pen and a piece of paper.
She wrote, "Diamond Tiara has the negatives. You have three days to find them, and leave them in the oak tree in the Ponyville schoolyard. Tell nopony or I'll release the photos." She put the picture and the note into Silver Spoon's desk, and holed the filly wouldn't call her bluff.
Silver Spoon looked scared that day; she looked like Sweetie Belle did when she first saw the pictures. "So Silver Spoon," Diamond Tiara said, pulling her friend from thought, "are you coming to my slumber party tomorrow?" Silver Spoon looked down at her desk for a moment then back up at Diamond Tiara.
"Well of course I am," Silver Spoon, "who else is coming?"
"You know, all the cool kids," Diamond Tiara went on, "like us and anypony as cool us. Which is nopony."
Silver Spoon stuffed a pair of socks into her over night bag. She reached for another pair of socks only to hear her hoof click on her dresser. She looked into her bag. It was completely filled with socks. She laid down on her bed. can I really trust a unanimous note I found in my desk? she thought, more importantly, would I be were I am without blindly obeying notes attached to incriminating photos of various ponies? She closed her eyes for a moment to ponder this. no, she concluded. She reached into her school bag and took out the picture. She tore it in half. She looked at it shortly, remembering that time so long ago. She then stuffed both halves into her mouth, chewed them up, and ate them. She went to the bathroom, to brush the taste of picture out of her mouth. "I'm gonna have a long day tomorrow," she said to herself.