Sup Guys :D

So know that I'm in the holidays, I'm gonna be updating more often :D

So I've now got 2 followers :D Twiphase and Octy, (Both of which write REALLY good stories) so at the moment, I'm giggling inside like a fangirl ;)

Love you all! :D

Clover jumped out of her armchair, and marched up and down the room, grumbling as she did so.

"It isn't as if I'm stupid! I don't need to go to school!" She moaned, hitting a cloud wall with her hoof, but it bounced back and hit her in the face, sending her flying into the table where she had left the letter, and the details from the school floated gently onto her face.

She groaned again and sat up, and begrudgingly opened the scroll. On it was some drawings of happy, working ponies about her age. She rolled her eyes and looked down at the information.

It began by telling her that she was being put into a happy learning environment, and the letter continued this way for about 3 paragraphs. She skimmed down it to the timetables. A brisk 8am start, and ending at 3pm. Not too bad. Bring your own lunch, no running in the hallways; be nice to every pony, no swearing, lingering or being late to lessons. The rules continued in a swirly font and Clover quickly placed the letter back on the desk.

She sighed and picked up her saddle bags. It was 4 in the afternoon, and she wanted some time alone. She walked up the stairs, and into one of the rooms.

It was one of the smaller bedrooms, a large king sized bed against the wall, a dresser and mirror, a wardrobe and desk were all in the room with a small cabinet by the bed. Clover levitated the bags of her back and onto the bed. She slowly started un packing her things. She placed her alarm by her bed and her writing materials on her desk. She then placed her books in an orderly pile on her dresser.

Clover, was about to deposit her bag in the wardrobe, when she noticed a few other items in there. She placed her hoof into the bag, and drew out a triple framed picture.

In one frame, was a picture of her and her parents and brothers, before Markus had left for the crystal empire. In another was a picture of the royal doctor and Lancer, smiling at her. And in the final frame was a picture of Clover sat at a desk as a little filly, grinning like a mad man, as a much shaken Ferris stood on the opposite side of the room, with a slight bit of smoke coming from his mane. Both the Princess's were in the photo, smiling at her achievement.

Clover suddenly remembered what that day was.

It was the day after her exam. Both the Princess's wanted to asses her ability, and Clover had been told to teleport herself over the room. She focused, but suddenly her brother walked into the room, and all Clover could do was watch as Ferris yelped as he moved with a green flash over to the other side of the room. Clover laughed, and a flash of a camera went off, as her mother took a picture.

Clover gave a smile at the memory. She placed the frame onto her dresser, and watched a small light green lily fell from the frame and onto the floor.

Clover lowered her head to the floor, and lifted up the flower. She twirled it round before placing it back on the dresser by the frame. She assumed her mother put it there to wear.

She sighed and walked out of her chosen bedroom. She wandered down the hallways for a bit, looking out of the large windows at the lavish garden in front of her.

Clover yawned and decided that a sit out in the sun would do no harm, and she took off and glided down the stairs with ease, and rounded a few corners, before heading out of a pair of bay doors into the garden. She let out a satisfied sigh as she walked up the garden path, letting the sunshine reflect of her coat.

Eventually she grew tired, and curled up quietly on the grass heading into sleep.

When she awoke it was around dusk, and Clover shivered at the cool air, before quickly trotting inside. She found herself back in the living area, looking at the documents on the table, reminding her of what tomorrow would hold.

She sighed before B-lining into the kitchen. Clover peered in the cupboards, before heading back upstairs to fetch her mother's cookbook, and looked up the recipe for scotch carrots.

30 minutes later, Clover was surrounded with mess; however she did have 30 good looking scotch carrots.

Clover looked around at the batter on the walls, and the carrot peelings that were in her hair, and laughed. Her horn glowed as the batter lifted off the walls, and into a bowl and the peelings into the bin.

She placed 4 carrots on to a plate and carried them upstairs, and put them down into her room. She pushed through another door, and into the bathroom.

The bath was huge, as was the shower. The air was filled with smells of shampoo, and different soaps. On a rack were 3 fluffy white towels, and by the sink was a set of toothbrushes and toothpaste.

Clover walked slowly into the glittering room, and turned on a tap for the shower, jumping back at the cool spray.

Once she had finished her shower, she dried her hair, and hopped into bed. It had been a long day.

She set her alarm for 6:50 and drifted off into sleep

So! The next part is the part I've been DIEING to make :D

Hope to see ya all next time!