The fashionista... was interesting and unlike anypony Applejack had met in Ponyville. She was stuck up, snobby, and rude, yet... Applejack found her fascinating.

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this is a companion-story to my other fic The Farmer's Daughter. You don't need to have read that first, this story is simply a different perspective to the one in that (though you should read it anyway :) )

Applejack has always been one to give great advice without taking it herself. She's always told her loved ones to come to her when they need help, yet she's never done the same. She never needed help from anyone.

Relevé: position in which the dancer rises from any position to on one or both feet on at least demi-pointe, or possibly full pointe

She's done the simple Rainbooms choreo, the square dancing with her family, the silly free-styles with her friends. But today, Applejack wants to try something a bit different, something she'd never expected to be interested in.

You would think attending Canterlot High would teach her to expect the unexpected.

The farmer’s daughter was not Rarity's friend. She never would be, either. Ever.

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“I ain’t just a farmer anymore and you ain’t just a fashion designer anymore. Now we’ve got new titles.” She placed a hoof on her chest. “Element of Honesty...” -- she moved her hoof to Rarity -- “and Element of Generosity. Saviors of Equestria and whatnot.”

When Applejack was a filly, she'd been told a hundred times by her parents that she was special. This... this isn't what she expected.