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// Chapter two 
// Story: Am I dreaming? 
// by Lightning Splash 
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         Rainbow felt something in her stomach, it wasn't a flutter, it was a sick feeling. She felt like she was a dog, picking at the scraps that Spitfire left behind, it was...sickening. Dash pulled away from the kiss.
"I'm sorry I can't do this." Soarin's eyes widened.
"Why?" because you a jerk. She thought. who should be punched in the face. The thought just came to her out of nowhere. Then she realized something, he should be punched in the face. People can't just kiss Rainbow Dash and get away with it. Rainbow brought her hand up and let it go. She must've punched harder than she realized because when she took it away, his nose was bleeding. He didn't look mad, just kind of shocked. He shook his head and left the booth with his mouth and nose covered. Rainbow left too, not noticing the train of pictures she left behind. She walked over to the pool again, she felt someone push her and Rainbow crashed into the water. Then Dash saw the culprit, Pinkie Pie. Pinkie Pie laughed at her.
"I'm not in the mood, Pinkie." Rainbow said agitated. Pinkie's brow creased in confusion, she jumped in too.
"I'm sorry, Dashie." Pinkie said, worry etched in her face. 
"It's not your fault." Pinkie looked like she was about to respond, but Rainbow dove under the water. Her dream had just come true, but not the way she wanted it to, Soarin' was just another heartless jerk, and Rainbow was just another spineless, stupid, flimsy, doormat. And what about Spitfire. Did that make her stupid too? No, she was just deceived by Soarin's lies. But it wasn't Soarin's fault, he just wanted a shoulder to cry on, and Rainbow just tempted him by asking him to stay. Loyalty. How could she say that she was loyal when she stole her team captain's boyfriend? Rainbow's throat constricted. She then realized it was because she needed air. She floated to the surface and took a huge breath. Dash needed some time alone, she was beat after the days events. Rainbow got out of the water and took a towel from the convenient stack that stood next to the pool.
"Are you going home, Dashie?" Pinkie asked from behind her, Rainbow turned and looked at her 
"Yeah, I'm pretty beat." Dash walked away and got into her car, she drove home, went upstairs and crashed on her bed. Her head felt to groggy to think through what just happened, she'd figure it out tomorrow.  The minute her head hit the pillow, she fell asleep. 


The light of the sun woke her that morning, not her obnoxiously loud alarm clock. She stretched in her bed and rose out of her position. Rainbow looked over her shoulder at the picture that sat on her bedside, it had numerous pictures surrounding it of her and her friends, but this one was the one that caught her attention. It was of her, Spitfire, and Soarin'. They were at a party of some kind, probably the swim team party, and that we're laughing and smiling. Rainbow missed that, the three of them. She forced herself into her regular clothes, a white T shirt with a multicolored thunderbolt on it, a jean jacket, a pink and white skirt, and her tennis shoes. Her hair was curly. Still. She pulled it up into a ponytail, like always. Dash got into her car and drove away. When she arrived the boring, box shaped, school was still the same. People milled about it like zombies. Normally Rainbow would be excited around this time, her first class was swimming, but her enthusiasm was down the toilet right now. Walking into the school, she received some glares. What's with them? she thought as she passed by. When Rainbow turned a corner she bumped into no other than, Spitfire. Spitfire didn't look to happy, her eyes were puff and red, and her face was in the biggest frown you've ever seen, although it was evident she was crying, her eyes were laced with anger.
"Why, Rainbow? Why?" Spitfire held out a thin piece of paper with pictures on it. Rainbow immediately recognized them, it was her and Soarin'. Kissing.