"You think you can do it this time, Scoots?" Rainbowdash asked as i prepared my wings for another go at the sky.

I nodded quickly, eyes focused ahead of me. "I will get it down this time! Trust me" i declared confidently as i put my wonderbolts themed goggles over my eyes. I didn't really need goggles considering my past stunts with my scooter, but these were actually rainbowdash's, so I felt awesomer wearing them.

Looking out at the wooden ramp above the 4 foot ledge that i continued to crash from previosly, i could feel something different about this next try. This is the time, i thought to myself, This time i will prove to my sister that i CAN fly.

"Ok get ready for me to wave the flag" RD said, picking up the white flag next to her hoof.

"I know. let's do this sis!" I called, picking up my blue scooter by it's red handles as Rainbow flew over me. The plan was for me to charge as fast as i could possibly go with my wing-scooter combo onto the ramp, then i was to spread my wings and glide. Twilight said before that "the glide should give you the velocity and inertia to blah blah blah then to get your wings to flap at a speed higher than blah blah blah something about air in order for you to fly"

To put it simply, i needed to fly once i left the ground. Looking straight at the ramp, I started up my wings, making a loud buzzing noise as i held my ground with the breaks. Above me, i heared Rainbow's voice at first yell "ready!?" Then a small pause.

"SeeiiinnNNNGGG" came next, breaking my concentration for a moment.

What came next was a ringing noise that most certainly was NOT Rainbow Dash. It got louder and more annoying as my world spiraled out into nothingness in the blink of an eye.

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"BLAH!!" I yelled as i shot my head up from my bed, without opening my eyes. Slowly waking up, i first noticed the light from behind my cyan window curtains. After my bleary eyes started to become more focused, i tried to recall everything that happened in my dream.

"That's like the hundredth time i had that dream, and i almost made it that time, i could feel it" I whispered to myself. Sure, it sucked that I couldn't fly, but it was so much fun trying that my dreams turned into my training.

"RRRRRRIIIIIIINNNNNNGGG!!!" That awful noise continued to rattle through my brain. Looking at the wooden desk next to my bed, I found the evil dream-stealer. Another ear-piercing ring came out of my chicken shaped alarm clock as i went to slapped the off button.

I thought of just taking out the batteries from the evil bird's stomach, but it was a hearth's warming eve present from my best friend, Apple Bloom. It would be mean to her if i did that, especially after all the hard work she put into making it. I had said thanks, as I recalled, staring into the chiken's eyes.

"It was nothin" she had said when i looked up,"I hope you like it." I did like it, i just didn't like its job. It was a wonderfully made chicken, even if i don't really like chickens after the cockatrice incident (long story, including an evil lizard, the stare master and a rock hard unicorn). She didn't seem to let off the chicken joke, considering that anytime she does anything with me and art involved, she makes me a chicken with some heart on it.

I didn't notice at first, but i realized that with each chicken project she makes, she puts a heart on it somewhere. As for the chickalarm, the heart was the snooze Button's shape.

Hopping out of bed, i took off the rainbow striped socks that were up to my shoulders. I don't normally wear socks, or any clothes besides my Cutie Mark Crusaders cape Sweetie Belle, my other friend, gave me, but it was winter, and it was freezing at night.

A few years ago, Applebloom, Sweetiebelle and I made a team called "The Cutiemark Crusaders", or CMC for short. It's a group that helps people aquire their cutie marks. Though, the only ponies in it right now is us three and AB's cousin in fillydelphia, since we are the only ones in our class that don't have our cutie marks. The only one that has ever had a cutie mark was Apple Bloom, but that didnt count since she got like 50 at the same time (also a long story, this one consisting of flowers, the loopty hoop and a zebra with a speech impediment).

Hopping out of my blue and white cloud bed, i tossed my socks at the empty clothing hamper, missing entirely. I did a few stretches to make sure i woke up in one piece. Streatching the legs and wings first, there was a funny popping noise come from the left hind leg that felt great. As i start stretching my back, i heard a familiar voice that was my mom's shout, "Come on down for breakfast!" I assumed she sense my awakening with her mommy powers. After the stretch routine and doing my bed, I started down the stairs for something to eat.

Looking to my left, i got a good look of myself as i walked next to a mirror in our stair's walls. My purple mane was a huge mess as it frequently was in the morning. My violet tail looked as if it had been zapped by lightning. I took a closer look at myself to see my slick purple eyes and blank orange flank. A small frown went to me as i saw the plain nothing. I have been working for almost two years now, trying as hard as i could to get a cutie mark, and i know i will get it soon. How i know, well, i don't, but I'm always ready to get it.

I'm sure that Sweetiebelle is talented in singing, seeing her make the cmc theme song off the top of her head, and Applebloom is good with building, as she did with the main CMC headquarters, which was in a damaged state that made recovering it seem insane. I'm not good at those things, just my scooter; Oh well.

Taking some time to go back to my room and brush my mane, i finally went down to follow the yummy smell of hay bacon strips and biscuits that my mom had cooked. Sitting at our rounded cumulus table, i waited for Mom to sit down next to me and fill two glasses of apple juice and some hay bacon.

"So how's school been?", she asked me. We normally don't get many chances to talk since she's normally in canterlot at work, but today she seemed to have enough time to have breakfast with me, which i was happy for.

"Good, if you don't count the whole 'hearts and hooves day in a week' stuff. It's fun at first but It gets annoying after a while!"

"Well, have you found somepony to spend that special day with?" She asked jokingly.

"Nah, i don't need a special somepony, I'm fine on my own", i responded, but the thought stayed in my head. It was true that i didn't know anypony that I liked right then, yet every year at this time, i get a slight empty feeling, though it goes away while I'm around my friends. Luckfully, H&H day is on Wednesday, while today was... What was today?

Looking at the calendar next to the sink that you obviosly know the destination of, i realized i had run out of time to talk, for the day of my most hated feelings and dread come from this very day.

"Oh great, it's Monday! My least favorite day of the week!" I shouted, growing tired of school just HAVING to be on every single Monday.

"Well, i guess i should make my leave now" Mom said, readying her bright orange wings and fixing her mane that was so dark of black that it occasionally would glow purple in the right light,"We can talk about the colt that can fit you best for hearts and hooves day when i get home." She said, making me slightly sad that we both had to leave.

The only problem i had talking about colts was that i don't actually like colts, they never seemed attractive or cute to me. As for mares or fillies (around my age, of course), i could easily start some relationship, i just don't really want to. There was a word for that, but i never bothered to figure it out, though it may start with an L or F or something like that.

Twilight says that i should know more advanced words since I'm 9, almost 10 and all, but in truth, who would understand what something like 'paradoxical' means, so why use those really long words when i could say 'absurd' or 'insane'?

Then i remembered what i was supposed to do every Monday "Whatever, I'll go to school on my own today, gotta pick up Applebloom and Sweetiebelle from sugarcube corner, anyway," i murmured as she took flight from our cloud home that was only floating about 6 feet off the ground (because SOME fillys can't just fly out).

I doubted Mom and I would see each other long enough to talk about anything until after H&H day. It's always just me around my house, though I'm never home, since i spend most of my time practicing on my scooter and getting my cutie mark. With my mom always at work for what seems like days or weeks, I never have any family to be with, and I was always alone in my home until i met Applebloom and Sweetiebelle. At least, that was my mom.

As for my dad, i never met him. My mom said he went to join the royal gaurd and set out for a mission that required him to say goodbye to us for a while, even though that "while" has been 8 years now. The only thing i have to know him by is my scooter, which he ingraved a note in the bottom and sent to me when i was 4, having the words "I'd rather die of passion and love than to boredom and solitude", burned into the wood with a signature that initialed "BF", prabobly for "blue flare", since that's what mom said his name was.

We have been good enough without him, he probably left when he heard he was a father, I thought to myself, he chickened out and left my mom to have to care for me on her own. We're good without his help! I said that to my mother once, she just shook her head slowly and continued to do whatever she does.

I decided to shake the thought out of my head for now. no use distracting myself before I ride. i hopped from our door to my scooter, which was safely parked under the house and attached to the carrier wagon. Reving my wings up and putting my purple and white striped helmet on, i sped off towards the gingerbread looking building in the middle of town.

Author's Notes:

I honestly don't know how this'll turn out.

2015 now, this story sucked balls