Me: Okay so ummm well here is the third chapter

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- Sondash: Return -

Dash stood in a small clearing. It seemed to be a forest-likeplace, with the moon shining luminously down on her hair. There was a thick fog covering the area that sent a chill down her spine.

"Where am I?" the cyan girl shuddered.

Suddenly, a small figure started to make its way through the fog. It seemed to be heading straight for her.

Dash squinted at the shape, attempting to make out what it was.

"H-Hello?" she called out, "Who are you?"

The strange form stopped.

"You know who I am."

Dash took a step backwards in fear. "No! No I don't!" she cried out, "Tell me who you are at once!"

The figure didn't move.

"I have come to warn you."

Dash's eyes widened. "Warn me? Warn me about what?"

"You are in grave danger, Rainbow Dash. You must stay away from your Step-Mother."

"How do you know my name?"

"I know everything about you, Dash. It is best not to question me."

Dash gulped. "Ok, why must I avoid Margaret?"

"She is not to be trusted. Do not trust your father either. He is just as threatening as her. "

Dash nodded. "What will they do to me? What's going to happen?"

The figure began to fade away. "Stay safe Dash!" the boy, or at least she thought it was a boy, yelled, "Heed my warning. Beware! Beware!"

Dash tried to run after the shape. "No wait!" she cried. The fog didn't seem to want her to find him, so it began to envelop her in its ghostliness. Dash thrashed around wildly at the mist, struggling to see. "Please! Come back!"

"COME BACK!"

Rainbow found herself to be sitting in her bed. Sweat poured down her face. The cyan girl rested her hand on her head, panting heavily.

"It was just a dream…," she whispered. But it had seemed so real! Could it…?

Dash glanced over at her clock. 7:50AM. For a moment, Amy didn't respond to that. Then she realized she was supposed to be at school by 8:00AM.

"Crap!" she grumbled, sliding off the edge of her bed. As quickly as she could, Dash shoved everything she needed into her rainbow backpack. Looking down at herself, she noticed that she was still wearing her cyan nightgown. In record time, Dash threw off her gown and shoved on her traditional white shirt, blue button up shirt, tight black bike pants underneath a pink and white shirt, and long converse shoes. Then, she swung the backpack over her shoulder, ran out of her room, slid down the stair railing, and rushed out the door.

Dash was running at top speed down the sidewalk. Buildings passing by her so fast, they became a blur. She really didn't want to be late on her first day!

Finally, Dash came to a screeching halt in front of a tall school. The words 'Sunset Crest High' could be seen just above the door. She smiled.

DING DONG! Dash gasped. Was that the five minute bell or the 'school has started' bell? Whichever one it was, Dash knew she had to get inside, and fast. Picking up her feet, the cyan girl scampered through the entrance.

Once she was indoors, Dash was greeted by a bunch of tall kids, pushing her around as they hurried through the hallways.

Since she didn't know where to go, Dash made her way towards a teacher that seemed to be trying to calm down all the children. But, on the first day of High School, everyone's going to be rushing.

"Um, excuse me!" Dash whispered shyly to the teacher, "Do you know where the Freshmen go?"

The tall woman, who appeared to be some sort of green colored woman, looked down at her. A small smile pushed its way across her lips.

"Of course!" she chuckled, "I'll show you where your classes are. I love Freshmen." The woman tilted her head to one side. "May I see your schedule?"

Dash nodded, pulling a small, yellow piece of paper from her backpack. The woman took it and then began studying it carefully. The schedule said…

First Period – MATHEMATICS – Mrs. Martin – Room 208

Second Period – COMPREHENSION SCIENCE – Mr. Touchdown – Room 215

Third Period – SWIMMING – Coach Patriot – P.E. Field

Fourth Period – GEOGRAPHY – Mrs. Walsh – Room 214

Fifth Period – P.E. – Coach Patriot – P.E. Field

Sixth Period – RESEARCH SCIENCE – Mrs. Christel – Room 216

Seventh Period – LANGUAGE ARTS – Mrs. Buster – Room 217

Eighth Period – SOCIAL STUDIES – Mr. Copeland – Room 201

Ninth Period - Mr. Collin - Room 117

"Ok…," the lady mumbled, "Your first period would be Mrs. Martin's class in room 208. That means you would be…," There was a couple seconds of silence. "Here, let me show you where that is." The woman began to walk away, Dash following closely behind.

It took a few minutes, but soon Dash was standing in front of a door labeled 'Mrs. Martin 208'.

The teacher smiled. "Here's your classroom," she said.

"Thank you so much!" Dash beamed back, "I would have been completely lost without your help." She paused for a moment. "What's your name, by the way?"

"Ms. Suda," she answered, "I'll see you around!" Then, she turned around and left.

Dash smiled to herself. "Maybe this school won't be so bad after all," she thought as she opened the classroom door slowly.

Peeking inside nervously, the first thing Dash saw was a young, brown colored woman in a red jacket and blue skinny jeans. She seemed to be about twenty-five years old. The woman was holding a piece of chalk in one hand and an eraser in the other.

As soon as Dash cracked open the door, every eye was on her. Feeling a little uncomfortable, the cyan girl gulped and attempted to close the door again.

"Are you Rainbow Dash?"

Dash looked up to see the feline staring directly at her. Timidly, Dash nodded her head.

The woman smiled kindly. "Come on in. We've been expecting you."

Opening the door completely, Dash walked inside.

"Class, this is Rainbow Dash," the woman announced.

"Hi Dash!" the class shouted

"I am your teacher," the woman told Dash, "My name is Mrs. Martin and I will be teaching you Math. You may take the seat next to Sunset Shimmer. Sunset, please raise your hand so our new student will know where to sit."

Dash's eyes went wide as she saw her deepest enemy sitting in the middle row, hand raised high in the air. Quietly, she made her way past all the staring children and sat at her desk. Sunset smirked, but said nothing.

"Now, it is time for me to take attendance," Mrs. Martin said, "Kyle?"

"Here," a brown boy called out

"Michaela?"

"Over here!" said a black girl.

"Brianna?"

"I'm right here, butt breath," a mean looking girl yawned.

"Sunset?"

Sunset rolled her eyes. "Do I have to answer that question?"

Mrs. Martin frowned, but moved on. "Zoey?"

"Here!" A black-haired girl giggled from Dash's left.

"Megami?"

"Here…," a gray skin, girl with black-streaked bangs whispered shyly from next to Zoey.

"Christina?"

"Here!" a pretty girl yelled ecstatically.

"Kelsey?"

"Here!" another girl smiled from behind Christina. The two girls glared at each other.

"Brittany?"

"Here!" a tiny chao with short golden hair cried out.

"Rarity?"

"Right here," a sly-looking purple haired girl smirked.

"Ummm…Fluttershy?"

"Here." called out a pink haired girl with a rabbit on her shoulder.

"Let's see…Shadow?"

Nothing.

"Shadow?"

There was still no answer.

Mrs. Martin marked something on her paper. "I guess he's absent today…" she mumbled, "One last student. Sonic?"

Dash gasped as she saw a blue spike haired boy directly diagonal from her call out, "Present!" Everyone in the classroom laughed at his remark. Dash immediately found herself gazing dreamily at Sonic, the laughter of the children totally blocked out of her ears.

Dash would have stared at him longer, but the sharp pain of a pencil stabbing her right arm instantly woke her up. She turned her head to see Sunset glaring angrily at her. The irritated girl grabbed the cuff of Dash's shirt and brought their faces very close together.

"You had better stop 'googly eying' my boyfriend, pipsqueak!" Sunset hissed, "He's mine and don't you forget it!" she turned her attention to Sonic, stroking the back of his chair with her index finger flirtatiously. "Isn't that right, Blue?"

Sonic looked back at her. "What'd you say, Sun?"

Sunset huffed. "Aren't you my boyfriend?"

Sonic blinked twice. "Since when have I been your boyfriend?" he snorted, "To be honest, I think you're kind of a creeper by how you follow me everywhere, saying that we're an item." He paused. "Which we're not." Then, before he turned back around, Sonic turned to Dash and said, "Hey Dashie, it's been a while."

Dash blushed. "Hey Sonic…," she smiled. The cyan girl turned to Sunset and said "You just got told."

Sunset's face went beet red. "How DARE you deny that you want me!" she cried out furiously, "I-I…You had better say we're going out or…or…I'll…." She trailed off, admitting her defeat.

"You'll what?" Sonic frowned, "You'll murder me like you try to take over Equestria three years ago?"

Angry tears welled up in Sunset's eyes. "I did my time, Boy! Lay off!"

"Ooooooohhh….," the whole class said. By now, everyone had crowded around to get a good view of the fight.

Sonic sighed. "Listen, Sunset. You need to get a hint," he said as nicely as he could, "I don't like you. Go find another boy to harass."

Dash glared at her. Since they were already in the middle of a fight, she found this the perfect opportunity to insult Sally.

"So foolish that is to say, they do go so that no one like you! Stop the machine, it does not appear as if I bother you!" the cyan girl yelled.

Sonic stared at her, dumbfounded. "What on Earth were you saying?"

Dash shrugged. "I insulted her."

At this point, Sunset looked ready to kill. "Fine! Go ahead and insult me! I'll get you back, Dash!" she screamed out before storming out of the classroom.

Dash just sat there, gawking. "Isn't the teacher going to do anything about this?"

Sonic shrugged. "Not really. She just sits there, eating chocolate and reading porn magazines."

RING RING! At the sound of the bell, everyone hopped out of their seats and started shoving their way out of the classroom. Since Dash was short, she got pushed to the very back of all the other kids, evidently getting out last. When she finally exited the room, she noticed Sonic was standing outside of the doorway. Then, he began walking next to her as soon as she had made it out. Dash's cheeks went pink. Had he waited just for her?

"So, what's your next class?" Sonic asked, trying to make conversation.

Dash looked at her schedule for the second time that day. "I've got Science second period with Mr. Touchdown, in room 215."

Sonic's usual grin widened. "That's my second period too!" he laughed, "May I see your schedule?"

dash nodded, handing the slip of paper to him.

Sonic eyed her schedule and his own schedule carefully. "We have the same schedule, Dash!" he chuckled, "That is so cool!"

Dash giggled a little as the two of them walked into the small classroom. She was finding Sunset Crest High better and better every moment

An hour of pure torture later, Mr. Touchdown announced the end of class. Since there were still a couple minutes left, Sonic and Rainbow packed up their stuff and then sat on their desks, which happened to be next to each other.

Sonic let out a loud, dramatic groan from the top of his desk. "Ugh, I hate Science! It's so boring and everyone uses such big words, especially when they yell at you."

Dash giggled. "Tell me about it, that was so lame!"

Sonic rolled his eyes. "man all that explaining about how to cut open an amphibian was so dull! I mean, who cares how to slice a frogs' arm without puncturing any blood vessels?"

Dash kept laughing. "Well, apparently they do!"

Sonic yawned. "That's there problem, not mine."

Dash looked at her list of classes again. "It seems next we have a swimming class," she smirked, "Aren't you afraid of water?"

Sonic crossed his arms in a childish manner. "No! I'm just afraid of drowning because I can't swim."

Dash raised one eyebrow. "You still can't swim?"

Sonic shook his head. "Nope."

RING RING! Off went the bell. The two students quickly grabbed their backpacks and scurried out of the room, on their way to the P.E. field.

As they were walking, a big, buff boy stopped Dash in her tracks. "Hey. What's your name?"

Dash backed away from the guy nervously. She was used to getting hit on by the perverts at her job, but she had never encountered any guys like this before. He grabbed her chin with his huge, rough fingers and forced her to look at him. "You're kind of pretty. Why don't you and I go skip class and have a little fun?"

"Hey, you!" Sonic yelled out from behind the huge dude, "Go find your own girl!"

Suddenly, the big boy went flying about thirty feet and crashed head-first into a row of lockers, denting them all. Dash looked to her right to see Sonic standing there, fist raised and panting. Her cheeks went pink again when she realized he had just punched the pervert all the way across the room, saving her life. Oh how she wanted to run over and glomp him, just like she used to. But, she remembered how he had said to Sunset that he didn't like girls who followed him everywhere and hit on him. So, she decided not to.

Instead, Dash ran over and gave him a quick, friendly hug. No squeezing, no glomping. It was just a nice little hug shared between good friends. "Thank you for saving me, Sonic," she smiled, "I owe you big time."

Sonic gave her a thumbs up. He was trying to be his normal self, but for a brief moment, Dash noticed his muzzle was a bright red. "No problem Dashie!" he grinned back, winking at her. The blue haired boy then hesitantly grabbed Dash's hand and led her all the way to the P.E. field.

When the two students had finally entered their third period class, they almost immediately were greeted by Coach Patriot. The tall, gray man was wearing a tight speedo and a red whistle around his neck. He gave them a deep frown.

"YOU TWO DIRTBAGS ARE LATE!" Coach Patriot yelled loudly into their ears.

Dash looked down shamefully. "We're sorry, Sir," she apologized, "We had a hard time getting through the hallway."

The Coach snorted furiously. "I DON'T CARE WHAT HAPPENED! JUST GET INSIDE THE AREA SO WE CAN START OUR SWIMMING EXERCISES!"

Sonic and Dash both nodded at the same time and then hustled towards the other classmates.

"GET IN LINE, MAGGOTS!"

Everyone did as they were told in a hurry.

"NOW," Coach Patriot started off, "DOES ANYONE HAVE A SIGNED PERMISSION SLIP THAT LETS THEM OUT OF SWIMMING?"

A small, gray girl raised her hand. When Dash looked over to see who it was, she recognized the girl as Megami from her first period (Me: That's me! :D).

The short girl handed a piece of paper to Coach Patriot shyly. He quickly snatched it away from her in order to read it. Once he had, the loud man pointed over to a table which she scurried over to and sat down on a wooden chair.

"ANYONE ELSE?"

Sonic raised his hand, also taking out a piece of paper. When the Coach read it, an ugly scowl darkened his face. The dog then ripped up the piece of paper and shoved it into Sonic's face.

"THIS PAPER IS FORGED! YOUR PARENTS DIDN'T SIGN THIS!"

"No, they didn't," Sonic said calmly.

Coach Patriot smirked. "I KNEW YOU WER-," he started to say.

"I don't have any parents," Sonic interrupted.

Coach Patriot just stood in one place, frozen. "THEN, WHO SIGNED THIS FORM?"

"My Uncle Chuck," Sonic answered coolly, "Who else?"

There was an awkward silence for a couple minutes, until Coach Patriot finally told Sonic he could go sit at the table with Megami.

"OK!" Coach Patriot bellowed, "NOTHING TO SEE HERE! EVERYONE GO BACK TO WORK!" The children looked at each other curiously. "ALL OF YOU! GO DO SIXTY LAPS IN THE POOL!" There was a loud series of groans at the tiring workout before everyone hopped into the pool, one by one.

Sonic grinned from over at the table and leaned back in his chair, propping his feet up on the table. "Glad that's not me!"

Megami smiled timidly. "Me too," she whispered, "I don't have the slightest idea how to swim."

Sonic nodded his head in agreement. "Same here," he said, "I sink like a rock. My name's Sonic by the way."

"My name is Megami Blitz, "she said quietly, still smiling (Me: yes, I really am that shy).

Sonic gave the petite girl a sideways glance. "Hey, why don't you like talking to people? You don't need to be shy around me!"

Megami looked up hesitantly. "I-I don't know…," she said softly, "It's kind of personal to be honest."

Sonic leaned forward towards her to show interest. "C'mon, you can tell me!" he encouraged her

Megami cleared her throat nervously. "Well, I'm not exactly supposed to tell anyone the full story, so I'll tell you a part of it."

Sonic nodded. "I'm listening."

"You see, ever since I was a little girl, my dad has always been mean to me. He would constantly compare me to my brother, telling me that I meant nothing to anybody. He said that I was an accident that was never supposed to exist. My dad would then abuse me, breaking my spirit and my heart. My mom never did anything to help me and neither did my brother."

Sonic stared at the girl as she poured out her heart to him. He had never felt so sorry for someone before.

"One day, my dad did something horrible to our family that separated us. My mom got a divorce and my brother went to live with my dad. Since I was the only kid in the house, my mom would work me until my hands started to bleed and my legs would collapse from exhaustion. She didn't care. Then one day…it happened…"

Sonic tried to get her to continue. "It? What's it? What happened?"

Megami wiped her blurring eyes, smiling sadly through the unborn tears. "My mom and I were in the car on our way to the grocery store when…when…," she swallowed the pain, "My dad and my brother came from the side in another car and hit us dead on. All four of us ended up in the hospital, and I was the only survivor. Because I couldn't trust my dad, my brother, or my mom, I decided never to trust anyone ever again." The gray girl placed her hands on her knees to stop them from trembling. "I haven't trusted anyone since…Ever since I woke up in that dreadful hospital room, I've been a quiet, shy girl that nobody ever paid attention to."

Sonic smiled at her. "Well, I'm paying attention to you. So I guess that's enough, right?"

Megami looked up and beamed at him, her smile lighting up her whole face. "Right."

"OK FILTHBAGS!" Coach Patriot roared, "CLASS IS OVER!"

megami sent Sonic a friendly grin. "Thanks for talking to me, Sonic," she giggled, "I haven't enjoyed a conversation for years." The gray girl paused. "Now that I think about it, I haven't laughed in years either." She laughed again, "I don't think I realized how much I missed it until now. Thank you." Then, the young girl skipped away.

"Hey, Sonic!" a female voice called out.

Sonic turned to see Dash running towards him. He grinned at the sight of her. "Hey Dashie!" Sonic responded.

The sopping wet girl skidded to a halt in front of him. "That wasn't so bad," Dash said, rinsing out her hair, "You should have tried it. The water was nice and warm."

Sonic shook his head frantically. "N-no thanks, Dash!" he stuttered, "Water and I don't get along too well."

Dash laughed. "Apparently," she said mockingly as she felt her head for her favorite blue headband. Dash gasped. "My headband is gone!"

Sonic gulped. "Did you dr-drop it in the p-pool?"

Scanning the water from above, Dash attempted to find a trace of red in the pool. "I think so! Help me look."

The two of them leaned over the swimming pool, searching frantically for Dash's headband. Neither of them noticed a green boy with a lightning shaped scar on his stomach creep up from behind Sonic and push him soundlessly into the pool.

SPLASH! He never knew what hit him. Sonic struggled to stay above the surface of the water, but with no experience on how to swim, he started to sink.

Dash gasped as she saw Sonic fall into the pool so suddenly. At first, he thrashed around in a hopeless attempt to not sink. The next thing she knew, all they could see were bubbles from where he had just been.

Dash's first instinct was to call for help. But, since the cyan girl hadn't acted fast enough, her second instinct came into action, which was to dive in and save him. Grabbing one last precious whiff of air, Dash dived into the pool.

Once the cyan girl was underwater, she was able to see Sonic sinking farther and farther. Knowing she didn't have much time, Dash grabbed his hand and swam back up to the surface with him.

Moments later, the two of them broke through the surface and Sonic took in a deep breath before coughing uncontrollably.

"D-Dash, is that y-you?" Sonic struggled to say, teeth chattering from the coldness of the water.

"It's me," she answered, stroking her way over to the side of the pool, "Hold on tight, Sonic."

It didn't take long before the two of them were completely out of the swimming pool, panting on their knees. They both smiled at each other, too exhausted for words.

The strange green boy frowned as he watched Sonic and Dash grab their stuff and leave. A strange, dark aura seemed to come from him.

Sonic and Dash laughed merrily as they sat in their fourth period desks. No teachers seemed to care what happened, so they were free to do what they wanted.

While the two of them were walking to lunch, Brianna from Dash's homeroom came up and tapped the cyan girl on the shoulder. "Hey, I've got something to say to you, Blues!"

Dash turned around. "What is it?"

Brianna shoved Dash into a wall. "Stay away from Sonic! Sunset owns him, not you!"

This action made Sonic mad. "Hey!" he yelled at Brianna, "Don't touch her!"

The disgusting girl started jabbing Sonic in the chest with her finger. "Now, you listen to me, punk! Sunset says that you're her boyfriend and that you shouldn't be hanging out with dirty waitresses."

Sonic ground his teeth together. "I am NOT Sunset's boyfriend! I thought we already straightened this out! Also, don't you ever call Dash a dirty waitress again! If you do, I'll have to remove that tongue of yours."

"But she is a waitress. Didn't she tell you where she works? She's got a low paid job over at Crest's Café. She's also got a poor Step-Mom, so she must be dirty."

Sonic glared at Brianna one more time, but said nothing. The girl smirked, knowing she had won.

"Whenever you want to go back to Sunset, just let us know," Brianna cackled as she walked away.

Sonic looked over at Dash who was standing next to him now. "Is it true?" he asked, "Are you a waitress?"

Dash sighed. "It's true…," she whispered, "Ever since I lost my mom, things haven't been going too well for me." She squeezed her eyes shut, waiting for him to explode with rage.

He never did. Instead of getting mad at Dash, Sonic put a comforting arm around her small waist and pulled her close to him.

Dash opened her eyes with surprise. He smiled at her. "Y-you're not mad?" she croaked

Sonic laughed. "But, of course not! Why on Moquestries would I be?"

Dash thought about that. "I honestly don't know…," she wondered, "I guess I was just embarrassed and I thought you'd join Brianna and Sunset."

Sonic took her hand and squeezed it gently which she squeezed his back in return. "Don't worry about it Dash," he assured her, "No matter what, I'll always be on your side. I'll never go against you."

As they both walked together that whole day, Dash thought about what Sonic had said. A couple times, she wondered if maybe he would go back on his word. Then, she looked at his smiling face, and all her doubts melted away and were replaced by love.

Me: Eeyup Sunset Shimmer has a crush on Sonic to whom he rejected for Rainbow Dash. I will be writing on the 4 as soon after I post this.