The sun shined brightly through the large window in Sweetie Belle's room. The light steamed right over the young unicorn's face. As she slowly opened her eyes, she took the chance to glare at the newly found torture flowing in to drag Sweetie from her sleep.

"Curse you Celestia......." She mumbled out, pulling the covers over her head, hoping she could at least sleep for a few more minutes.

"SWEETIE BELLE!" a dramatically toned voice shrilly spoke out. "THERE IS NO NEED FOR THAT LANGUAGE!!!"

Sweetie Belle burst up out of her bed. She couldn't just have five more minutes?? Just enough to leave her satisfied that she wasn't going to be an absolute zombie at school?

"Rarity! Can't you KNOCK?? You're always telling me to respect ponies privacy and then you can't even knock on my door!!" Sweetie snapped grouchily. She threw VERY comfortable blanket back over her head, and wished that the sun would go away. Rarity rolled her eyes and strolled over to Sweetie's bed.

"Besides that wasn't even bad language!"

"Yes it was!"

"Would you rather me say: 'PRINCESS CELESTIA YOU SUN OF A B-!'"

"SWEETIE BELLE YOU GET OUT OF THAT BED THIS INSTANT!!!" Rarity screeched, yanking the ever so soft blanket off of Sweetie's body. However, instead of yelling more, Rarity seemed quite intrigued. The mare began to snicker slightly, obviously trying not to burst.

"Pfffffffftttttt....... HAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAH!!!!"

So much for being polite and respectable... Sweetie griped in her mind.

Rarity Attempted to hold down her laughter again and she somehow managed to sputter out the words: "Your....... HAIR!" And Rarity simply fell over and began rolling on the ground. As Rarity continued to GO INSANE on the floor, Sweetie rushed to the bathroom in alarm. Maybe she should be brought to a mental institution...

But, when she turned to look in the mirror....

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Sweetie yelped out. She could hear her sister practically dying in the other room from her reaction.

"WILL YOU PLEASE SHUT UP AND HELP ME WITH THIS?!?!?!?!?!" Sweetie shrieked.

Rarity finally got a hold of herself and walked into the bathroom, still sputtering out occasional giggles. "Oh it isn't that bad darl-"

"NOT THAT BAD?!??! I NEARLY HAD TO CALL THE INSANE ASYLUM FOR YOU IN THERE!!!" Sweetie yelped out. Rarity couldn't help but chuckle at that statement. Sweetie Belle just simply glared.

Her own hair was even crazier and out of place than Pinkie Pie's mane itself!! It was a curly DISASTER! Frizz and knots EVERYWHERE! Not to mention it was the first day of 7th grade!!! Sweetie Belle wasn't very picky about her hair, but it was just too extreme! It looked like a popular hairstyle from maybe TEN YEARS AGO. Rarity looked at Sweetie Belle with a face of concern and stopped laughing.

"Okay, okay! Just go find a hairbrush! I'll go get some hairspray!" Rarity said, quickly galloping out of the bathroom.

Of course Apple Bloom was up hours before the curly hair crisis even began. She was a farm pony after all, waking up was an everyday thing and it would probably never go away. Why didn't the author start with her then? ...... Shut up.

Apple stared at the ceiling from her bed. She lied down in endless thought, all raveled up in her own emotions.

What she was thinking about, or rather WHO she was thinking about, was a small adorable pony named Pipsqueak. She could remember playing with him in the farm field ever since they were kids, when he would visit from Trottingham, that is. Once Pipsqueak had moved to Ponyville permanently, they played together a lot! Always having fun together and enjoying each others company. He even came trick or treating with the CMC a while back. It wasn't until about a year ago, that Apple Bloom had realized, she had developed feelings for the adventurous little colt. Apple Bloom couldn't bring herself to tell the colt, even if her sister is the Element of Honesty. She hadn't even told her friends, which was a surprise to even herself. But, even if she had come to a liking of the brown eyed colt, why think about all of this? Why think about all of this now? Well, she hadn't heard from Pipsqueak once the entire summer! She would go over to his house, but she was too scared to. Too shy to approach all of a sudden. She was worried, but she tried to keep it in her right mind to not worry about him. He was fine, and he would have told her if he was moving. But then.....

Why hasn't she heard from him?

She began to cry a little, she couldn't help it! She was just worried that maybe something happened. And nopony even noticed how she felt, even though it should have been clearly obvious. She just was so stressed out about it, wondering if she would see him at school today.

"Apple Bloom! Breakfast is ready!" Applejack called from downstairs, interrupting her mind squirming with 'What if?'. But Apple Bloom wiped her eyes with her hooves and quickly called back.

"COMIN' !"

Hours later, Scootaloo lied in bed, and Scootaloo did NOT want to wake up. She knew if she walked out that door she would face the terrible wrath from Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon. She just wanted it to be summer again, where she could play with her friends and not have to worry about her stupid, good for nothing bullies. Her foster mother however... had a different idea.

"GET UP SCOOTALOO!" Candy Mane, the young mare who was apparently the legal guardian of the orange filly, shouted. "YOU HAVE TO LEAVE IN 5 MINUTES!"

Scootaloo groaned. "No! Everyone's gonna make fun of me!" Scootaloo replied, shooting a death glare at Candy.

Candy's expression softened a bit at this. At a more calming tone she said "Look Scootaloo.... I know this must be hard on you! But you can't miss out on school time! It's your education!"

"Ugh.... fine...." Scootaloo muttered, annoyed that her foster mother couldn't understand in the slightest.

"Good.... Now quickly brush your hair and eat your cereal!" Scootaloo did as she was told and soon headed out on her scooter to meet up with her friends for the first day of horror that is soon to come.

Sweetie Belle walked up the worn dirt path and towards the school house, foals of all ages zipping around her in a rush to see there friends after the two months of summer vacation. Sweetie smiled and ignored them as she saw the two faces of HER friends waiting by the merry-go-round. She felt much better then she did that morning, seeing her friends was always a joy.

"Scootaloo! Apple Bloom! It's so great to be back! Um.. random question... is my hair okay?" Sweetie Belle asked as she ran up to her fellow Cutie Mark Crusaders.

"It's fine?...." Apple Bloom answered questionably, raising a single eyebrow.

"Sorry.... it was a MESS this morning!" Sweetie said sheepishly.

"How bad...?" Scootaloo asked.

"I could stick a LIVE FISH in it and it would magically disappear!" Sweetie Belle replied, extending her front hooves to measure out the quite LARGE fish.

"Yuck..." Apple Bloom and Scootaloo said simultaneously as they both cringed.

"That's pretty bad..." Scootaloo grimed.

"YOUR TELLING ME!! It took at LEAST an hour to fix it!"

"Good thing yer' sister is good with those things!"

Sweetie Belle smiled happily and shrugged. "But it's all over now! Hey do you guys have my class?"

"I don't know... do you have Mr. Mac?" Scootaloo asked.

"Wait...... Big Mac!?" Sweetie said.

"Eyup! Granny Smith, Applejack, and Big Mac are letting me have more responsibility and do more things at the farm!" Apple Bloom squealed. "And as a result, Big Mac has more time fer' himself! Which means he can now work on his OTHER aspect of his cutie mark!"

"Other..... aspect?" Sweetie Belle was just plain confused now.

"Ugh.... his other aspect is TEACHING, duh!!! His apple cutie mark represents his skilled apple bucking AND his love for teaching ponies!" Scootaloo said, butting in.

"How do YOU know?" Sweetie asked.

"We talked 'bout it while we waited fer' ya"

"Yeah.... me and Apple Bloom have the same class"

"Oh... anyways I...... don't have Mr.Mac..." Sweetie replied sadly.

"Awwww......." Both Scootaloo and Apple Bloom drew from their mouths.

"I have.... Ms..... Sparkle?" Sweetie Belle said.

Now it was time for Scootaloo and Apple Bloom to be confused about their teachers.

"WAIT WHAT?!?" Scootaloo and Apple Bloom said together and jumped on top of their unicorn friend.

"Hey!! GET OF-"

"WHY IS THE PRINCESS YER' TEACHER???" Apple Bloom asked, interrupting her.

"I DON'T KNOW!!! AND GET OFF OF ME!!" Sweetie wailed and squirmed out from underneath her friends. Apple Bloom and Scootaloo chuckled.

"Speaking of class..." Apple Bloom began. "Don't ya think its getting sorta lat-"

BBBBRRRRIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNGGGGGGG!!!!!!

The fillies stared at each other wide eyed for a second, then all scrambled to get inside the building. After all, who wanted to be late on the first day?