>tennis shirt in the center
 
>Hey there, my name is Sarah L. Heartstrings.
>I'm a girl who attends NJ High School for the Gifted
>I make straight A's, and am the star player on the tennis team
>I seem to be in with the popular crowd, which is nice.
>However, I seem to have a bit of an obsession with horses
>horses are wonderful creatures. Their mane, their tail, their endurace, their bodies; they're just so majestic I wander what fucking one would be like
>I secretly wish I was a horse
>I feel like I was meant to be a horse, that being a human wasn't for me
>can't tell anyone at school, who knows what they would do
>one day, soon after this racist kid comes to our school, this purple girl pops up out of nowhere
>claims she's a horse from a world of magical horses
>really wanna know more about this girl
>hangs out with the racist kid a lot
>don't wanna be seen with racist
>but wtf the purple girl never leaves his side
 
>work at a local Sonic Drive-In after school from 4-7
>another usual evening
>get an order for 15 orders of just fries, weird
>get them ready to bring to spot #4
>it turns out to be the racist guy and the purple girl
>as i walk up, they recognize me from school
>I say hi to the purple girl
>the racist guy smiles and says hey, I give a quick wave trying not to talk to him
>as I give the fries to them, the purple girl ducks her head down eating the fries like a chicken or something
>or like a horse
>I gotta know this girl
>I ask if we can meet up sometime just to talk and hang out
>the purple girl says we can go to the racists kid's house
>not what I had in mind
>his name is Norman
>he groans but says why not
 
>We agree to meet at Norman's house tomorrow night at 7:30
>awyeahhorsetalk
>my friend, Bonnie, works at the Sonic with me
>I tell her about the horse girl
>she asks if I can ever be normal
>I tell her to stop being such a candyass, uptight bore and live a little
>"whatever"
>tomorrow night comes
>I come to Norman's house
whaddyaknow, Norman's next door neighbor's with Bonnie
>his mom answers the door
>tell her I'm a friend of Norman's
>god I hope I never have to repeat that
>she says they're upstairs
>I go upstairs and the purple horse girl and Norman are sitting there, the purple girl's talking his ear off about the different anatomies of humans and horses
>I say hey and join in
>I swerve the conversation to ask the purple girl about where she's from
>tells me a shitload of information about how she's from some magical place
>it's ruled by horses
>it's ruled by fucking horses
>the time flies by and it's eventually 11.
>I tell them I gotta get back home for tennis practice early tomorrow morning
>I really wanna see what the horse world would be like now
 
>Agreed with Purple to meet the Tennis girl at 7:30 at MY house.
>'why MY house?'
>Purple claims cause it's nicer.
>I dont even know where she lives and I ask her just that
>'Well I DO have my own place where I live, but right now..im sleeping in the library' she says while fiddling with my cellphone
>I...dont even.
>she keeps touching random numbers in my phone while she says how cool it's to have fingers but she misses her hooves.
>Srs.
>The Tennis girls arrives and brings a friend that seems as excited as me.
>THE HORSE TALK BEGINS
>Horse kingdom, Princess in the moon, some avatar of chaos, a gala with horses, gotta admit that Purple puts detail into things
>The ride continues 'till 11
>Tennis says she has to leave and so she does.
>I ask the same about Purple who seems to have brought a sleeping bag with her.
>Mom makes me sleeps in the living couch so Purple has my own bed.
>I never asked for this.
 
>Bonnie tells me she honestly kind of likes how I talk "crazy" about horses sometimes
>she says for her its a morbid curiosity thing
>my eyes glance out her window and catch Norman
>hey, the purple girl is with him
>that's it, I'm gonna get to this horse world
>I turn to Bonnie and ask if she wants to come with me to a world of horses
>"what?"
>I don't take time to explain
>I shove her off and run out of her room
>out the door to Norman's house
>I hear Bonnie running after me, shouting
>get to Norman's house
>ring the doorbell
>Bonnie catches up to me, demanding what the hell is going on
>Norman's mom answers the door
>before she can give a, "hello again" I'm rushing up to Norman's room
>faintly hear Bonnie apologizing or something
>bust open the door to find the purple girl lecturing Norman
>tell her I'm coming back to the horse world with her
>the purple girl says it's called Equestria
>Equestria
>sounds preddy cool
>the purple girl says she would be delighted, that "Salestia" would be very interested if she brought back a human
>awwwwwwyeahhorseworld
>she says to get back to Equestria, she needs to win prom queen this year
>weird, but ok
>say I'll help out by being part of her campaign group
>just then Bonnie walks in, looking flustered
>"Sarah, what in god's name are you doing?"
>Bonnie, would you like to help this girl here become prom queen?
>"why?"
>because she's really nice, and sweet, and I'm helping her, so you should too
>"whatever"
>I say I'll let the tennis team know, see if we can get anyone else to help out or at least vote for purple girl and head out with Bonnie
>tell Norman's mom sorry for barging in, I just had to talk to purple girl
>she says it was quite alright since she knew me from yesterday
>she seems nice, I guess his family isn't racist
 
>as we're walking back to Bonnie's house, she asks if that's the racist kid from school
>I say his name's Norman and he doesn't really seem racist since he hangs out with the purple girl
>Bonnie tells me her name's Twilight Sparkle
>how did you know that?
>"She sits in front of me in Trigonometry."
>Bonnie also tells me Norman has a thing for the white girl with the purple hair
>man, what a racist douche
>Bonnie asks me why I'm helping Twilight become prom queen and the world of horses I mentioned earlier
>Twilight said if she wins prom queen, she can get back to her horse world, Equestria, and that I could come with
>Bonnie stares at me
>"Are you serious right now? THAT's why you're helping her? That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard! It's bullsh- it's horseshit!"
>I tell her to come with me
>she says even if that was true, no way would she go to a world ruled by horses and ponies
>I thought you said you liked all the horse stuff I talk about
>"I said I like you talking about itbecause it's funny!"
>I tell her I would be so happy, we can go there together
>She says she'll humor me and if there really is a horse world, she'll help me get there and come with me
>itbegins.jpg
 
>next morning at tennis practice
>after practice ends I hand teammates flyers with Twilight on them saying to vote for this girl for prom queen 2013
>they say "doesn't she hang around with that racist?"
>you mean Norman? yeah-
>they reply "Oh, so you know his name, do you? I wouldn't vote for anyone who's friends with racists"
>they walk off all smug
>well that could've gone better
>now it's just me and one other teammate on the court
>it's that rainbow haired girl
>as she's leaving I hand her a flyer
>she says Twilight's her friend and she didn't know Twilight was running for prom queen
>she asks for one more flyer to give to her friend over there
>I look over, her friend's that shy yellow girl I see around school
>rainbow girl says maybe she and her friend can help
>not sure how that yellow girl will help, she never says anything
>whatever, the more the merrier, I hand rainbow girl a flyer and it's off to my classes.
 
>I run into Twilight and Norman in the hall
>he's telling Twilight no one will take his flyers
>Twilight sees me and says to help him, she wanders down the hall to tell people to vote for her
>wellthisisawkward
>I ask Norman if he's really a racist
>"No! Why would I be a racist? I just moved here from out of state, I don't even talk to anyone here, Twilight just won't stop following me."
>I heard you have a thing for the one white girl here, though. That seems interesting considering everyone says you're racist
>"Listen, just because I like a hot girl that happens to be aryan looking and white doesn't mean anything."
>whatever, you don't seem like such a bad guy I guess.
>"Holy shit, someone believes me. Thank you for once."
>yeah, we'll have to get this misunderstanding sorted out. I'll talk to Twilight about it
>I turn to walk off and immediately run into Brad, the quarterback for our highschool
>he was eating a corndog covered in mustard, which got on my skirt
>I hate mustard
>never really talked much to him. Seemed kind of stupid
>but damn did he look good
>I gave him a flyer and said to vote Twilight for prom queen this year
>he stares at it for a few seconds, then loudly blurts out in a deep, but nasally voice,
>"Oh hey, that's Twily!"
>yeah, Twilight is trying to win prom queen, you should vote for her
>"Tell Twily she's got my vote!"
>he says with a mouth full of corndog
 
>later in the day giving out more flyers and "vote for Twilight"s
>accidentally bump into prom queen from last year
>and the prom queen the last 3 years in a row
>I never really talked to her, but people always said she was a total cunt
>she calls herself Sunset Shimmer
>Sunset freaking Shimmer, what the hell kind of a name is that? That can't be her real name
>she's going for prom queen again this year
>I say sorry for bumping into her
>she notices my flyers with Twilight on them
>"So, I see you're trying to help that girl who keeps going on about horses to win prom queen."
>yeah, so?
>"Do you honestly think she'll win? Against me? She's new here, she has no chance. And you, that racist, and a couple other no life's are her ragtag campaign team. Besides, I've been prom queen 3 years in a row."
>didn't everyone also find out you banged the prom king every year?
>"Shut up, you horsefucker! Oops, did I say that out loud?"
>I freeze in terror for a second but laugh it off
>Please, just because Twilight goes on about horses so much-
>"No, I mean you. I know about your little sick fantasy with horses."
>ohshit.jpg
>What are you talking about?
>"Don't play dumb, you're buying into this stuff. You think that girl will take you to a magical land of horses."
>ohhellnaw
>Get right in her face
>mfw
>If you tell ANYONE, I will end you
>"Oh please, why would I care to tell anyone about what fetish a bitch tennis girl has? I just think it's funny."
>"Well it's funny isn't it? Two horse obsessed freaks, a racist, and some nobodies against the prettiest girl in school with 3 prom queen wins behind her already. It would be cute if it wasn't so fucking ridiculous. I don't even need to try to run against the other horse girl, I've probably already got over half the school voting for me. Well, Ta ta horse freak <3"
>I guess that's why people call her a top cunt
>How did she figure out about that horse thing?
>Bonnie wouldn't tell anyone
>would she?
 
>after school at work
>Bonnie walks in a bit late
>before she can say hi
>Bonnie
>look at me. We will be best friends no matter what
>"what-"
>we will get through this
>but tell me, did you tell anyone about Equestria?
>"You idiot, who would I tell anyway?"
>ok so it's not her
>Bonnie says it would most likely be the delusional purple girl
>dammit she's probably right
>the next day I ask Twilight if she's told anyone about how I want to go to Equestria with her
>she says she only told Brad
>fuck
>the rest of the day random people are snickering when they look at me and giving me horseshoes and shit
>my popularity is dropping like a rock
>oh well, if Twilight's right I'll be out of here soon anyway
>Sunset prom queen whore Shimmer walks by and kicks me in the shin, laughing
>"oops" she says playfully
>Those streaks in her hair always looked like mustard to me
>I really hate mustard
 
>the last week before prom goes by pretty quickly
>Twilight seemed to get a pretty sizeable group to support her
>pretty much all of the outcasts and fat, neckbearded videogame addicts love her
>some say Twilight reminds them of their "waifu"
>idon'tevenknow
>I also got most of the tennis team to swerve towards Twilight's side after me and the rainbow girl introduced Twilight to them
>day of prom
>Bonnie calls me
>says Twilight and Norman want me to help set up the school gym for prom
>why us
>whatever, I get there, Twilight is waltzing around acting like the manager of preparations or something
>Twilight sees me, runs over to greet me with a hug
>introduces me to some friends of hers
>the white, purple haired girl, an orange girl, a pink girl, and the yellow girl who hangs out with rainbow girl
>rainbow's there too
>Twilight says she's happy and excited, all her friends are here and Applejack is here too.
>suddenly remember I don't have a date for prom
>this will be fun
 
>6:28 p.m.
>fuck, forgot a dress
>man, I got really wrapped up in Twilight's campaign
>run home and grab something out of my closet
>only dress is one from prom as a freshman
>dear lord it's hideous
>mom says she'll lend me one of her prom dresses
>thanks, mom, you're the best
>it's meh, but it fits
>get back to the school at 7:25
>Bonnie is sitting at a table all by her lonesome just eating
>pull up a chair and sit with her
>"You're late, you know."
>sorry, forgot a dress
>"It's PROM, Sarah, how could you forget a dress?"
>I blame Twilight
>hey, I'm kinda hungry and they ran out of food, can I have a bite of that sandwich?
>"Here, you can finish it."
>haven't eaten since breakfast
>take a bite
>filled with mustard
>of all things, mustard
>why.jpg
>"Hey, Norman is out on the dance floor just standing there, you should go dance with him or something."
>Bonnie, have you ever seen me dance?
>This is prom, just do it
 
>fine, go to ask Norman if I can dance with him
>he says yes
>wedancin
>tell him I don't think he's a bad guy at all
>he says thanks, maybe we can hang out some time
>I'd like that
>as we're dancing, something magical happens
>I look at Norman
>He really is a handsome specimen. His features are so smooth with just a slight hint of rugged
>his hair moves perfectly, almost like a horses mane
>I stare into his eyes
>oh his yes, they look so beautiful
>Norman looks at me and smiles, looking a bit creeped out or something
>I've fallen for this man, and I must him
>right as I was going to confess to him what has just struck my heart, that white girl with the purple hair shows up out of fucking nowhere
>asks to dance with him
>he immediately obliges, leaving me alone on the dance floor
>go sit back down with Bonnie
>hereIsitallbrokenhearted
 
>feel like crying
>gotta stay positive, maybe I'll meet a handsome stallion in Equestria
>oh what's the point, I still don't even know if it's real
>I could eat mustard right now
>the dances end, someone comes up to announce who is prom king and queen
>my sadness quickly turns to anticipation
>oh yeah, this is what I've been doing for 4 weeks now
>"The prom king for the year of 2013 is...Brad [Redacted]!!"
>did anyone know he was even running? whatever, now the moment of truth
>And prom queen for the year of 2013 is...
>Twilight Sparkle!
>She comes up to accept the crown
>Brad loudly exclaims "hey, Twily got an award too!"
>Twilight is about to accept the crown
>Sunset Shimmer snatches the crown
>top cunt, eh?
>she flips shit, bitching and whining about how this was her senior year and she was supposed to get prom queen all 4 years, not some ditzy cunt who blabs about horses and her racist friends
>I'vefuckinghadenough.jpg
>call Shimmybitch out for the bitch she is
>and who even voted for you? No one actually seems to like you, you're just a huge cunt to everyone
>"I still was prom queen all those years, you retarded horsefucker, I think the people voted for me