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// Part 4 - Urgh.. My Heart 
// Story: The DJ-Pon3 
// by DashCamp(IDBrony) 
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Julian – CsCamper – DashCamp(IDBrony)

Part 4 – Urgh.. My Heart



I fell in love, My first love ever on my age of 11, ah... young love. He was my first love, me and him weren’t really different, he was about 16 or 17 years old, fresh-colt. I tried lots of things, first I tried with song, it wasn’t really successful, second I tried with gifts, he accepted it but it didn’t seem to have effect, and third, I tried to pole dance. Yeah pole dance, haha... look at yourself in the mirror, you looked funny when I said that, here’s the whole story.

Do you still remember the stripper I told to you before, her name was Silky Zip, suited her name pretty much. “Zip, would you please tell me how to hook on colts?” , “oh... it seems our little DJ fell in love” she teased me, “Oh come on..” I blushed. “Just use your body little girl, and colts will come to you” , “My body? But, how?” , she smirked “That’s what strippers do, hook on colts and get money”. I was confused at first, I tried to think hard with my little foal brain. She smiled again, “Then, meet me tomorrow at Steroid Gym, twenty metres to the west from this bar.”

The next morning, I went to the gym, the gym was pretty big, it was also very hot inside.  I waved my hoof in front of my face, hoping to got some wind for my sweating coat. I trotted to the receptionist desk, “Little filly, what are you doing here?”, the receptionist asked me, “Just want to meet somepony”, I handed her Zip’s card, she then led me to a small room at the back of the gym. It wasn’t really big, maybe about 5x5 metres wide, Zip was doing some pole dance moves, she stopped as she saw me. “Hello little girl, ready for your body training?” , “urm.. body training?” I asked her back, “For your.... little sweetie-heart”, my cheek turned red and my heart felt warm.

“Well, girls... get this little girl the suit I ordered yesterday” , some mares got into the lockers, they brought out a kinky tight suit. She told me to wear it, “for what?” I asked her, “You’ll see” she smirked. The suit fitted perfectly with my body,  she then told me to start bending my body with the pole.With some those... erm... , I don’t want to remember that, actually pole dance was one of my talent, I don’t want to tell the rest.

Long short story, I learnt the pole dance,and the next part was very embarrassing. Alright, I’ll tell you. The manager let me to use the bar in the morning, and Zip and her girls prepare everything for me. I then invited him to come to the bar in the morning, and I did that dance in front of him, then confessed my feeling to him. His reaction? “I love you too, and it is very good to have an awesome sister like you” , urgh.. my heart, “urm.. Vinyl?” . I ran out of the bar, I ran as fast as I could, embarrassed and heartbroken. *sniff* But it’s okay now, I swear.

I ran to the other side of Manehattan city, then I went to a bar. That bar was very dull, the music was like those oldies classical boring music, I don’t hate it, I just can’t stand it. And one day, the musician in the bar was sick, I asked the manager if I could play, because it wasn’t fun if no music was included. At first she laugh at me, but after I showed her my talent, she agreed. I trotted to the DJ station, the carpet leading to the DJ station was very dirty, even the DJ station was a spider nest. It took me 5 minutes to clean them, luckily the equipments was still working.

Everypony seemed to enjoy my beats, I set the volume to the max level, lots of ponies outside came in because of the music. That night went good, at the morning the manager asked me to be the bar’s DJ, and I accepted her request. After I worked as a DJ there, I slowly felt happier again. I worked there for some years, and never felt bored. The beats that went through my ears made my heart to calm, made myself relaxed. And don’t forget the payment, it was quite high. After playing at the bar for a long time, I finally managed to get enough money to join a music school, but not a single music school in Manehattan had a DJ class, not even modern music studies. After days searching, I found a brochure from Fillydhelpia, “MajorMinor music school, hm..... Ah! DJ class, finally”. Then I headed to Fillydhelpia with train.

The story is getting boring, isn’t it? Actually the best part in my foalhood was when I enter MajorMinor music school, a music school full of bullies. The Principal was a good colt, and a soft pony, I think that’s why the school was full of bullies. I showed him my music talent, and registration fee, then I was accepted in the school. First day in the school was full of mess, I went into a fight with a group of bully, luckily I have learnt some self-defense lesson before, those colt were just babies, big body with no brain. First year passed with lots of trouble, fights inside and outside of the school, even they came to the girls dorm just to find me, and the teachers were too weak to handle them.

Slowly I took over the school, those bullies were under my hooves, nah... I didn’t bully the other pony. I befriended lots of ponies, and most of them are the nerds, no offense. One day, the bullies dragged me to the school yard, about twenty bullies, what a pussy. I kicked their ass out of their faces, it was a though fight, the teachers were frightened that they hid in the teacher’s office, a full day job for a little filly. I took them out one by one, that taught them not to mess with me.

One year passed, nothing to worry about, my studies went good, then I heard about a new kid in the school, a year younger than me. At first I didn’t really care, when I trotted out from my class, I saw a young filly bullied by those bullies, I approached the bullies, and they left that young filly alone. The next day I saw that young filly bullied again, “Those bullies never get tired” I thought, I approached them and threaten them “You want to start it again?” , They backed away, it was good they got my warning. I then greeted that filly, she was a bit shorter with me, with cute eyes and beautiful ma-.. umph.. er... , a young filly, yeah, just that, her name was Octavia.

To be continued...