Thump!
"Aaah!" I rubbed the back of my head with my hoof, the former of which had been rudely knocked on by a wayfaring bag. I looked at the offending satchel, then levitated it back up to the luggage rack of the empty train compartment. I wondered where everyone was, but decided to go to sleep. But, before I could get back to sleeping, the others came back.
"Hey Sky," The great DJ Pon-3 said as she sat down, along with Mom and Octavia. She and my Mom (Lovely Lights) had just finished their successful music career, and decided that they (Octavia and I included) should move back to Ponyville. The though of this made me feel a bit down.
"Are you okay," she asked. Let me think. My name is Shimmering Skies, I am 16, I have a burnt orange coat, with a blonde mane, and worst of all, I'm moving from Manehattan, one of the coolest cities in Equestria, to a ho-dunk town called "Ponyville". I am not okay, or will be until I get some friends or something.
"I'm cool," I said coolly, not showing my true thoughts. I assume that my tone was off, because Pon-3 looked at me quizzically. "What," I said, dumbfounded.
"Look," Pon-3 stated. "I know that you wanted to stay in Manehattan, but that lifestyle isn't good for you". Dammit, not another one of these speeches. "All that it takes is one word out of place in that town, and where do you end up"? I sat there, trying to escape it "c'mon you like Chris Barley" said my mind, but I didn't need to let Vinyl have this one. "Where," she reiterated. Her look told me that she would wait all day for her answer, and, for all those who knew her, she would. "Say it with me," she prodded towards me verbally.
"In a wagon down by the river," I finally replied.
"Besides, I lived in. Ponyville before," She gazed off into the distance thoughtfully. "It's the kind of place where you make friends for life," She continued to gaze off for a while. Octavia and Mom interrupted her soulful stare.
"Hey, there it is," they said. I took my chance and fell back to sleep