//------------------------------// // Planning // Story: Beach Day // by Geoice //------------------------------// Friday, the last school day of the week, and the beginning of a fantastic weekend filled with fun time in the sun. The students of Canterlot high direly waits as time gets closer and closer to the bell. Several eyes of the student body stare at the clocks on the wall, or on their wrist watches groaning as time goes by. Students sit in their desk, shifting side to side listening to next week’s homework. Ways to balance chemical equations in science class where half the class don't know what to do, not remembering what the teacher taught them the day before. Many of which struggled greatly to complete the assignment, then forget school and move on to the weekend with their friends, and goof off without a care. Others though, instead of paying addition to the lesson, were on their phones, checking on Facebook, looking up crap that normally doesn't matter, but will still make a big impact in social media. Again, it is a lot of crap they look up, until the teacher takes the mobile device away, afterwards the student mutters curse words at the adult. In other classrooms on campus, students that finished their work were allowed to talk among themselves. Many of which talked about last week’s game, the new smart phone and the benefit of it, and of course the Facebook crap. A group of six girls, sitting side by side of each other in the far corner of the room, talks about what to do as friends during their weekend. Applejack with her signature cowgirl hat tipped forward, determination in her green eyes as her arm wrestled with Rainbow Dash. Like always, those two were trying to see who was more athletic than the other, and it didn't seem like Dash wanted to lose this one, nor was she paying any attention to what was being said within the group. "OK girls any ideas on what we should all do tomorrow, I'm sure there is various activities to we can accomplish together" Twilight said, smiling to all her high school friends. Pinkie Pie squealed "Oooh how about we all have a party!!" bouncing up and down with excitement. Applejack on the other hand, was as diligent and cautious as ever: "Um Pinkie ah reckon we needa lay down the partyin down for a little while, our parents are still mighty upset with the mess we made while we were studyin’ for our history test." "Hey we had fun and it was a good time all around." Pinkie said, with both hands on top of Applejack's shoulders jumping with excitement of the memory of the party. "Besides we all passed it with no problem." "What I still don't get is how we all memorized the entire Declaration of Independence, while constructing a conga line." Rarity said, thinking back to that day. "Or how ‘bout one of us end up callin’ Spike ta come over to help out, only to get a pie in his face that broke out into all out pie war.” Applejack added, still focused on the challenge with Rainbow Dash. Rainbow though, still focused on Applejack with the arm wrestle thing, was thinking back to that day when spike came knocking on the door. As it turns out she was the one that made the call to Spike, because well lately she started to feel a little something for the guy. When she see him she got nervous, blushing when he gave her a compliment, it even got to the point where she would stare at him for a long contextually amount of time. The night that Spike came over, she hadn't plan on Spike slipping on an empty pie tin and crashed on the floor head first. To avoid getting Spike on trouble, being a guy in a room with a bunch of girls out cold. She could never figure out why that boy made her feel that way, she knew in her heart it was still a little unusual, considering that she was three years older than him; the age difference and the fact that the female was older and more domineering certainly was against many of the norms of society. Then again, Spike was indeed rather “cute” one could say, and his sharp wit was something she could not help but admire; and how many celebrities were in similar relationships? She figured, or rather, she hoped, that she could make this happen. It could have been worse; at least Rainbow got to carry Spike close to her body. She blushed at the memory of holding him tight, letting her guard down Applejack was able to slam Rainbows' hand on the table. Dash groan in frustration as Applejack laughs at her frustration of the multi-colored hair girl. "Oooh! How about we go to the beach tomorrow!" Pinkie said with glee, everyone thought about the idea and nodded in response. "That sounds like a wonderful idea Pinkie" Twilight said. "Getting outside, having fun is the perfect way to spend the weekend as friends." Then an idea pop into Rainbow’s mind. "Hey how about we invite Spike to come with us." She said. "I'm sure that he'll love to hang with us and have a ton of fun." "Hmm I don't know," Twilight pondered "won't it seem a little weird for him to be the only guy to come with us to the beach? He's a great friend, but we don't want to make him feel uncomfortable with coming with us and embarrass him just to ask him." "Uh Twi ya do realize that weird things always happen around these parts all the time." Applejack said, earning an "Eeyep" from the whole class. After an awkward moment of silence, she started back into the conversation at hand. “And what about the time we all went to the spa and brought Spike with us? He wasn't embarrassed then now was he?" "Well unless you count the time when he accidentally walked in all of us while we were in the steam room." Pinkie said, smacking her mouth as blush painted everyone faces. "Oops...what did I say that too loud?" "A little bit Pinkie" Fluttershy meeped, hiding her blush on her face behind her hair. "Well I guess it's alright for Spike to come with us." Twilight said trying to relief the awkward trench of the memory. "Awesome I'll let Spike know and see if see if he's free." Rainbow said with excitement. Then the bell rang and she made a dash toward the door. "Bye now, I'm going to find Spike. See you all tomorrow!" She said as she ran out the door, leaving her friend with a confusion marked on their faces, while Pinkie was giggling knowing what Rainbow was up to. "What’s so funny Pinkie?" Fluttershy ask. "Ooooh it's nothing." Pinkie said, giggling as she skipped out of the room, a smile on her face, with a plan for a new party. ___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Spike walks out the doors of school, breathing in the fresh air of freedom. Jr. High is so tiring that he needs the two whole days without any school, but the question remained: What to do? "Who am I going to hang out with?" He said aloud to himself. "HEY SPIKE!" A voice called out called out from behind him. He turned to see his high school friend, Rainbow Dash, running toward him. He waved at her as she came up to him. "Hey there Rainbow; what’s up?" "Hey Spike I need to ask you something?" she said as she came up to him. "Sure thing...what it?" he said looking deeply into his friend’s eyes. As Rainbow stared into Spikes eyes, she started to get really nervous. Her knees started to feel weak, throat getting dry as she try to come up with words to say to the boy in front of her. She absolutely hated it when it happened to her, and yet she knew if she doesn't say something soon things are just going to get weird with her just staring at him. Barely able to speak, she managed to force this out: "Um, I was wondering...if you would like to come with me...to the beach tomorrow?" She was amazed that she managed to say that without stuttering. "Wait...just you?" Spike asked, catching her slip-up. Smacking her forehead, she realized her poor choice of words. "No! Of course not the rest of our friends will be there!" She said with a nervous chuckle, a blush on her face. Hoping that Spike didn't get the wrong idea. "Well...I do need something to do this weekend, so...alright, I'll come" He said with a smile. To be surrounded by a bunch of highly attractive young ladies in beachwear was something that Spike figured that wouldn't be so bad. YES YES YES YES YES YES YES! Rainbow screamed in her head, but her tone was far more casual, and paradoxically, more awkward "Awesome...picking you up at eight sounds good?" "Sure thing, see you then." He replied. "See ya" she said as she ran off to the opposite direction. As she ran off, a thought popped into Spikes head: Did Rainbow, one of his closest friends of six, just basically just ask him out on a date, to the beach? He shook the idea out of his head thinking that wasn't the case remembering that the rest of the group was also coming as well. Although a date would sound nice, but I don't think Rainbow would be interested in a guy like me Spike thought as he made his way home. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Yes! This is going to be awesome!" Rainbow yelled out with her hands in the air lying on her bed. She is going to hang out with nicest guy she has ever known. She shall claim him for herself; all she has to do is get alone with him and show him how she felt. But before all that, she planned on a little teasing to 'soften' his brain, drop hints that she was interested. "Can't be too hard right?" She said to herself. It was all was planned out, Spike was no match against her Awesomeness; there is no way that he'd ever be able to resist her. She looked over to her nightstand and reached out to open a drawer and pulls a picture from it. She gazes at the pic of Spike as he walked into the steam room that was occupied by her and her other friends. The look on his face was priceless, eyes wide staring at everyone in the room, not noticing the camera. His face was completely covered in a deep blush, that face is something she would always remember right before he passed out. Tomorrow she is finally going to show Spike how she feels, and she hopes that he'll too share the same emotions. "You'd better watch out Spike, because tomorrow when we head to the beach I'm coming after your heart." She whispered as she drifted into slumber, dreaming about Spike and the day they will have that follows. Out in the dark corner of her room, her reptilian companion, Tank watched over his beloved owner, smiling with compassion as she slept, knowing that if she believed she can do it, she can reach for it and catch him. If Tank could talk for himself, he would have certainly said the best of luck to her. Although…one thought did cross his mind: Spike, you are in for it now, because if she does anything to you that I hear her do in her dreams to you in the real world….You’re so screwed