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Red Thrush Private School

by Azurini

Chapter 4: Whats wrong with a T-Shirt and Jeans?

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Whats wrong with a T-Shirt and Jeans?

I may have gone a little bit overboard with the thoughts in this chapter. Most of the jokes in this chapter were actually unintentional. My friends had to point them out to me Anyway, Ill try and cut down on your thoughts. I'm pretty sure I went overkill with the thoughts in this one.

Heres a fun little sidenote: Did you know the basis for this story came from a really long dream I had? I had to alter a lot of it and such, but almost every time you meet one of the main 6, it strikes an amazing resemblance to when I met them in my dream. Weird huh?

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This is your fault! She might still be here if you didnt leave her! Why, all she wanted to do was play! Is he yelling at me? Whos he talking about?

All you could see around you was nothing. It was like you were floating in space; it was dark and cold, but there were no stars. It didnt feel like you were moving, almost as if you were stuck in position; but there were voices; some angry, some sad.

Jay, it isnt his fault, he couldnt have known that there was a blizzard coming. The cable and internet has been out the whole time weve been here! Dad?

Jay, we will find her, but yelling at our son isnt going to get her back here! Mom?

BUT THIS IS HIS ENTIRE FAULT! HE LEFT THE GIRL HE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE PLAYING WITH, AND NOW MY DAUGHTER IS PROBABLY FREEZING TO DEATH OUT THERE! Mr. Jefferson

The empty nothingness around you starts to form into a building. The first thing you see take form is Mr. Jefferson angry and crying sitting down in a love seat in the corner. On your left is your dad, and on your right is your mom. All of the sound was muffled now, so you couldnt make out what they were saying; except seven words.

SHE IS PROBABLY DEAD BECAUSE OF YOU! Mr. Jefferson said as he was staring at you, tears streaming down his face. You turn and run out the door, not knowing what else to do, but the second you step out the door youre falling in nothingness again and everything goes black.

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I have to help findMr. Jeffersons daughterIIts my fault. Your eyes snap open immediately, and you look around, forgetting where you actually were. Wait, it was just a dream it was just a dream I have to ask Mr. Jefferson what happened to his daughter next time I see him You were sweating, so you take a few minutes to get your hold back on reality. Woa, that was intense.

After a few minutes of thinking about what you should do next, you decide that it was probably better to confront Rarity sooner rather than later.

The walk to building C consisted of you enjoying the scenery, and thinking of how you would apologize to Rarity. What was I thinking when I kissed her hand? Oh wait, I know, I wasnt thinking I probably made her feel uncomfortable, the least I could do is apologize. At one point you even started to think about the dream you just had and it brought shivers to your spine.

Oh wait, I havent even put away any of my things yet! Crap! You pick up the pace as you near building C. I really need to figure out an acronym or something for this place, since Im going to be for the rest of the year You thank your ability to notice the little things, because without it, you probably wouldnt have remembered where your dorm was.

As soon as you walk in, you have to turn right and walk down that hall way, once you reach the end, you take a left, then another right once you reach the end of that hall way, and your dorm was the last one on the right. You open the door and are greeted by the sound of the fan on the ceiling. No Dash, I guess she must be out with some friends or something.

The room is noticeably cleaner now. You could spot several things you couldnt see before because of all the clothes, and you noticed that the blinds were opened. The building must be oddly shaped if we have windows in our room

Now you can actually see that the carpet to the floor is actually a dark blue, and that the walls were a light blue. How ironic, the room is blue but the name of the school has the word red in it The pile of clothes you saw next to one wall was gone, and they revealed a nice flat screen TV; it couldnt have been any less than 50 inches. In the TV stand was an Xbox 360, along with assorted game cases and DVD cases scattered around it. The beds were each on separate walls, one on the left, and one on the right. Guess that means no recreational activitiesStop it brain. You spot a dresser at the foot of one bed, back against the wall, and you assume that its Dashs. You see a sticky note on the mirror on the dresser, and decide to go read it.

If youre reading this, I have already gone out to dinner with my father. Hes expecting you to be here by 6:00, NO EXCEPTIONS. There will be a limo out in the parking lot with the driver holding a sign saying HERE, at about 5:30. YOU BETTER BE HERE.

-Dash

Why does her father want to meet me? Did she really call her dad just to tell him about me? I guess if I had a daughter and she was sharing a room with a boy I would want to meet him I wonder what will happen if I dont go... You cringe at the thought, remembering the pain you were in earlier.

You pack away the rest of your clothes and check your watch, 5:00. Impeccable timing, I deserve a pat on the back. You make your way out of the room, and you start walking down the hallway, but then you feel a hand on your shoulder and a familiar British accent sends a chill that goes all the way to your core.

Excuse me, but I must know, are you trying to avoid me? Worst pat on the back ever. Maybe if I just keep walking You attempt to keep walking for a couple of seconds before giving up hope and just going limp.

Oh hey there RarityI kind of have to go to dinner, so if you could maybe let me go

Are you honestly still embarrassed about earlier? Honestly darling, I have seen some guys do much worse than that when they first meet me. Am I that intimidating, or am I just that beautiful? You could hear the grin in her voice and she loosened her grip on your shoulder. Oh Rarity, its the combination of the two that makes guys do what they do around you.

Uh, yeah just a little bit; but can you please let me go? I really do have to go to dinner. Rainbow Dash and her father are expecting me there by you take out the crumpled up sticky note from your pocket and turn to her, by 6 o clock

Did you just say dinner, with Dash and her father?! What was with the extra emphasis on dinner and father, its just dinner.

Yes I did, why is there a problem? I was going to go wait for the limo in the parking area. Its supposed to be here by 5:30, you mumble while smiling nervously at the ground. She was wearing only a robe and a towel in her hair. I wonder if she just got back from taking a shower It made you a tad uncomfortable seeing in her like this, plus your hormonal thoughts werent helping. When you shifted your gaze to meet her eyes she was staring at you with a look of shock on her face.

Yes there is a problem, your trying to go to dinner with Dash and her father, IN A T-SHIRT AND JEANS! Wait whats wrong with a T-Shirt and jeans?

But before you could react, she grabbed you by the arm and started dragging you to her room. You struggled a bit, attempting to break free, but she was A LOT stronger than she looked, or maybe you were just weak; the world may never know. Her dorm was the dorm to the immediate left of yours.

Just stay out here for a moment dear, I need to get somewhat decent. She says as she walks in and closes the door. Aw, I cant help? Stop it brain.

You stand there for a minute wondering if you should just walk away, but then you remember that you were planning on apologizing for earlier. After a couple more moments the door opens and she invites you in.

Welcome to my humble abode, I have something that might fit you.

Nothing about her dorm was humble. Her room is virtually spotless. The beds were pushed together, so you assume she doesnt have a roommate, and the carpet and walls were the same color as your room. The covers for the beds were the color of her hair. You spotted a table with a sewing machine on it, and multiple clothing materials spread out throughout the room.

Rarity herself looked a lot different without her uniform. Now she was only wearing a white tank top and pink shorts. She seems to be about the height of Rainbow, coming up to the bridge of your nose. I wonder if she owns a pair of yoga pants STOP IT BRAIN.

She motions for you to follow her and she leads you over to her closet and opens it. Oooooo, what are we going to do in here? Stop it brain. Inside is a large walk in closet. She walks near the back of the closet and grabs a suit and gives it to you.

I made this for myex-boyfriend You notice that she was clenching her hands around the coat hanger at that last part, and there was a sort of fire in her eyes.

Its the first thing Ive ever made. It was for my ex-boyfriend, but before I got the chance to give it to him he dumped me for some trashy little She was getting really red, but she seemed to close her eyes and recollect herself.

Anyway, if it fits you, consider it my welcoming gift. I dont want to see it anymore. She walks out still clenching her fists, but before she closes the door she says You look like youre about his size.

You take off your clothes, and try on the suit, and its a snug fit. What are the odds that we were practically the same measurements? The whole closet was filled with clothes, and most of the clothing was purple.

You walk out of the closet to see her sitting at her dresser brushing her hair. She doesnt seem to see you, so you walk over to her and tap her on the shoulder. You regret it instantly as your put onto your back, in the same position you and Dash were in when Dash told you her name, or even the time Pinkie surprised you. What is it with these girls and putting me on my back!?

Oh Im so sorry, I get lost in thought a lot, and when someone touches me I freak out. She says getting up and offering you a hand. Wow she has some good reflexes. I wonder where she learned that... You gladly accept her and get up, brushing the suit off.

So I see the suit fit you fine, you nod, I said if it fit, it was your welcoming present, and I was serious. You probably should get going though; you dont want to miss a dinner with Dash and her father You notice that her last words had a hint of loneliness in them. You check your watch; you have about ten minutes to spare.

Well I have some time, do you want to I know something that will cheer her up. You take a few steps towards her.

Do what? she asks while she has on a puzzled expression.

Well back in my home town, the girls used to love to play this one game, you take another couple of steps forward.

Youre kind of creeping me out, could you please leave? She says as she backs herself into a corner. You finish walking up to her, and youre about an arms length away when you lean forward and whisper in her ear,

They loved to play Twenty Questions. You lean back, barely containing your laughter, to see her extremely confused, with a face that was between confused and I am going to slap you.

You bust out laughing and you fall on the floor. After a few awkward moments of you just laughing on the ground, she starts to laugh too.

Oh dear, I was actually getting quite worried there, I thought that was leading somewhere else Dont ever do that to me again, that was extremely rude, getting all into my personal bubble like that. Worked like a charm. She looked like she could have used a good laugh.

Do you want to change the game a bit? That confused look she has on is pretty funny.

Oh you actually want to play it? She says, genuinely confused now. I thought it was just a bad attempt joke. Ouch.

How about I ask YOU twenty questions, you know, just to get to know you better? Right now all I pretty much know is that your name is Rarity and youre incredibly generous. I hope Im not giving off a creepy vibe right now.

You were lying actually; you had picked up quite a bit about her using your talent. Some things you knew for a fact, some things were only speculation. One of the first things you noticed was the sewing machine, that probably means she is interested in fashion, seeing the inside of her closet and all the clothing material around the room only verified your speculation.

Next thing you noticed is how clean everything was, and you immediately assumed OCD. It was only an assumption, but then you realized her posture and the way she carried herself, along with the bed being perfectly made hospital corners and all, you just came to the conclusion that she was probably just raised in a house hold that took nothing less than perfection. You assumed that her favorite color was purple after seeing all of her clothes in her closet, the fact that almost everything in her closet matched with her hair, which was purple, and her bed sheets were also purple.

One thing you were curious about though was her immediate reaction to someone touching her. You probably werent going to ask; because it could probably bring back some bad memories; if what you thought was true.

Well, I was expecting you to do something else She said as she twirled her hair looking at you.

Okay stop thinking dirty. I actually was planning on doing somethingOH!

Im sorry for embarrassing myself in front of you earlier? You didnt know you were this bad at apologies. You never really had to apologize for anything

Is that the best you can do, really now darling? Your kidding me Rarity.

You see that she is staring at you, waiting for a sincere apology. She had on the same puppy dog face as Pinkie, but Pinkies was more adorable, and to be honest, you just thought Pinkie was adorable in general. But Raritys puppy dog face was more serious, it was like her pretty blue eyes were staring daggers into you.

Uh, this is really awkward. I was never really good at apologies You check the time on your watch and you noticed you had about seven minutes. Fuck, might as well get this over with.

Miss Rarity, I am sincerely sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable when I embarrassed myself in front of you earlier. You stared into her eyes as you said this, getting closer with every word, trying to be as serious as you could. You finally knelt in front of her and said,

Could you find it in your kind heart to forgive my awkwardness? You start to hear her giggle at you, and you felt a blush creep into your cheeks. You stand up and say,

Im being awkward again arent I? I bet I am.

No no, its just that, you being in a suit made that all the more adorable. Yes I forgive you. She said as she brought you into a hug and said, I wish more guys at this school had the confidence you have; maybe a few more would ask me out. Actually, if you had asked me out I wouldve probably said yes. She said with a nervous laugh. Oh really? You glance at your watch and notice you have about five minutes. Well, I did what I came here to do, might as well try and embarrass her some more.

You broke the embrace and took a few step back and asked,

Rarity, is this really the only clothing youve ever made? Its exquisite. You dont really care, you just needed a few moments to think of the possible outcomes of what you were about to do.

Actually, Ive made small things before, but only for me and my friends, nothing for a man. Im quite proud of how it turned out too; Im kind of surprised how it fits you so nicely. I want to be a fashion designer after I graduate. Daddy approves and sends me money so I can buy different materials and such. I specifically made it for my e- You took a few steps forward so you were inches from Raritys face and you put on your best serious face and looked her in the eyes and said,

Miss Rarity, would you like to go out with me? Oh look it worked, shes blushing.

I barely know you Wait are you joking! Why you-I was hoping she would get mad...

You run out of her room because you dont know what she was going to do, while quietly laughing to yourself, and then proceed to leave the building. You heard her call out multiple times,

I STILL DONT KNOW YOUR NAME! Ill tell you later.

WAIT, WERE YOU SERIOUS ABOUT ASKING ME OUT?!

Yelling down a hallway? How very unlady like miss Rarity. Did you think I was serious? You yell behind you, saying the last sentence as you walk out the front door so you wouldnt hear her answer.

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You notice the limo right away when you arrived at the parking lot. You see a man in a suit with white gloves holding a sign in the air that said -HERE, and he looks pretty bored.

As you approach him his eyes brightened up as he asked;

Are you Mr.-Before you cut him off by saying,

Yes. Are you the driver who is supposed to drive me to dinner? He simply nods and opens the door for you.
You climb in without another word. He asks you a couple basic questions before pulling out onto a road, trying to strike up a conversation with you, but he noticed that you werent really in the talking mood and instead told you,

That knob on your right changes the radio station, and the one controls the volume. The bass might be a little strong, because the last person I had to drive around demanded I put the bass as high as it would go. Oh really

You get your phone out and the aux cable you always had on you and told him to set it to auxiliary. Then you turned on the first song to the playlist you had on currently, which happened to only consist of dubstep. You let out a sigh and turn it up. First day in a new state and Im already practically a different person. I would have never done anything like that if I was back home

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