I was thinking of Pinkie Pie. Again. Her curly, frizzy, dark pink hair. Her shiny glowing eyes. They reminded me of fireworks, lighting up the dark night sky. I had never fallen head over heels before. I had also never believed love at first sight existed. But boy was I wrong. When I had first saw her, I had felt some tingly feeling inside me. Was it pure joy? Bliss? I thought it over. Was it love? I have yet to find out. Then I started to think of hanging out with her. I hope she's in one of my classes. Wait, speaking of classes
"Mr. Sandwich!" yelled Mrs. Harshwhinny . She looked very upset. Had I been daydreaming!? For how long! Oh god. "There is no daydreaming and not paying attention in class." she growled, scowling. "Detention!"
Darn it!
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After school, I walked into the detention room. The detention teacher, Mr. Doodle. He gave me a stern look and pointed to one of the desks. I sat down, already bored out of my mind. I'm a party person!! I can't just sit here for an hour. I might go loco in the coco!!
"Mr. Sandwich. I have to be getting somewhere, so I am having another student watch over you for the rest of your detention." explained Mr. Doodle. I heard running and panting. The door opened to reveal.... PINKIE PIE!!
What was she doing here!
"Hi Mr. Doodle! Sorry that I'm late!" said Pinkie, crouching down, resting her hands on her legs and panting. Mr. Doodle got up, and Pinkie immediately sat down in the chair. At first, she didn't even notice me.
"Ok Pinkie remember the rules." explained Mr. Doodle, probably for the 10th time. "No kissing, hugging, making out or s--" He was cut off by Pinkie's hand covering his mouth.
"OK Mr. Doodle I get it!" she exclaimed, pushing him out of the room. "Have fun on you're date with Mrs. Matilda!! Bye bye!" She shut the door, and walked back to the desk. "Hello." she said in the deepest voice she could do, which wasn't very deep. "Welcome to detention!"
She finally looked up and gasped. "Cheese!" she yelled, getting up out of her chair and hugging me. Looks like she forget the rules pretty easily. Maybe Mr. Doodle should of reminded her more. "How did you get in detention?" she asked, letting go of me, and putting on a detective hat and pulling out a giant magnifying glass out of seemingly nowhere.
I guess I'm not the only one that can do that.
"Daydreaming and not paying attention." I told her.
"What were you daydreaming about?" she asked, scooting me over on the seat and sitting down, ready for some kind of epic adventure or something.
"It was about-" I said, stopping myself. I was daydreaming about her. I couldn't tell her! She would probably hate me! I coughed. "Oh um nothing much." I grabbed my cowboy hat again and put it over my blushing face.
"Aww come on tell me!!" she said. Her face was inches from mine. And then she gave me a cute puppy face. Her eyes went all big, and her lip quivered. I didn't even have time to cover my face with my hat before my blush bombarded my face. "PPLLEEAASSEE!!" she whimpered. "I-I can't Pinkie Pie." I said, finally coming to my senses, and covering my face with my hat.
"P-pinkie Pie aren't you supposed to be not talking to me." I told, to save myself from the brutal embarrassment.
"Oh yeah!!" she said, as if a lightbulb had gone off in her head. She sprung up and skipped to the teachers desk. Then, she grabbed a piece of paper, folded it hot dog style, and wrote something. When she was finished writing, she put the paper on the desk. It said 'Mrs. Pinkie Pie in pink. I was going to tell her that if she was a Mrs., she was supposed to be married. I decided against it.
"So how long are you sentenced to this hell hole called detention Mr. Sandwich?" she giggled, knowing very well I hated being called that. I sighed.
"An hour. Like I told you, just daydreaming, nothing spectacular." I explained. "But it's alright it's already been like thirty minutes. I'll be out soon." I didn't want her to bring up the subject of what I was daydreaming about. I couldn't tell her even if I wanted to. My mouth just wouldn't let me do it.
"Oh alright then. You stay here! No talking!" she said. She took out a sketching notebook and started to doodle, twirling her long, pink, curly hair in one finger, humming silently to a song I couldn't determine. I wanted desperately to go up to her. To talk to her. To see what she was doodling. To kiss hug her, but I was in detention. Oh well.
Finally, after an eternity, she checked her phone to see that it was 4:30pm. "Ooh look at the time!" she said. "You better get going home Cheese! I'll see you tomorrow!" She smiled, showing off her white teeth. I smiled and blushed as I looked at her beautiful face.
"Bye Pinkie. I'll see you tomorrow as well."
I grabbed my books and rushed out the door. I was ready to see her again tomorrow. I was ready to see her smiling face tomorrow. To talk to her and hear her sweet voice and adorable laugh. I wanted to so badly to cuddle her and sniff her bubblegum and strawberry scented hair. Maybe even kiss her. But that was another day.