As I am walking through the halls of CHS, there is one thing I never thought I would ever think, I am feeling very lonely. Normally, I would meet up with Pinkie and the girls, usually getting tackled by the energetic pink girl in a hug, but recently nothing. It seems despite my words with Applejack I am still being left alone. It's weird. Somehow, despite not trying or intending to, I ended up as part of the Rainbooms. In hindsight me being their first groupie should have been a hint with the force of an atomic bomb. Anyway, despite that though, I am feeling kind of isolated, and I don't really feel that angry anymore. I quickly pulled out my phone and finally after so many days, checked Rainbow's texts. After scrolling through all the sad emojis, I thought only Pinkie was bad at that, I finally reached an actual message.

Please, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to phrase it like that. Please just talk to me.

I feel so horrible please I'm sorry 😭😭

😢😭😢😭crying😢😭😢😭myself😢😭😢😭to😢😭😢😭sleep😢😭😢😭

I sighed as I scrolled through several more messages like that before exiting out of her texts. I guess it has been long enough since then and I am ready to give her another chance. I would rather do it face to face though, so I guess I will show up to her house on our previous agreed date.

It was after school, and I was on my way back home, only to be interrupted by a certain stage magician.

"Marcus!" Trixie exclaimed, before she to my complete surprise wrapped her arms around me in a hug.

"Trixie," Was all I could awkwardly say.

"I was wondering if you are free to help me out."

"Sure, I have plenty of free time."

"Glad to hear! Lately those pesky Rain-brooms haven't been near you and since I don't have anything else planned, why not now?" Trixie told me with a huge smile on her face, before she grabbed my hand, "Come on follow me," She finished before leading me.

"Trixie do you have your 'special artist'," A voice called out from nearby.

"Trixie doesn't appreciate the attitude Fuchsia blush, but yes Trixie does have her special artist," Trixie responded to the voice.

Trixie and I turned around to find two girls walking right up to us. One of the girls had light purple skin with darker purple hair, while the other was a light gray with gold colored hair. When the girls noticed me, I could have sworn they were lightly blushing.

"I stand corrected Trixie. You didn't say your special artist was him." Fuchsia corrected.

"Yeah, how did you get him to agree to this?" The blonde one added.

"A great magician is full of surprises," Trixie answered dramatically, an act that I actually find kind of cute, "Never underestimate the power of the great and powerful Trixie!"

"Yeah, being your only friends, we know all about that," Fuchsia said.

"What can Trixie say? Only a select few are good enough by Trixie's standards."

"I still can't believe you got the one who would have finally allowed us to win the friendship games, had none of that happened, to help us!" The blonde girl exclaimed.

"Of course! Only the best for Trixie and the illusionists."

The girls and I arrived at Trixie's house, and said girl gave the rest of us a cocky look.

"Trixie's parents are out doing errands, so that's another reason today is an ideal one to do this."

"Your parents are ok with us coming over Trixie," Lavender lace pointed out.

"Yeah, but they might not be as accepting with a boy here."

The other girls and I shrugged, as Trixie led us inside and we followed her to her room. The room was filled with all kinds of magician props. From large boxes with chains to ones where you sliced your assistant in half. Trixie walked to her closet and grabbed her magician outfit.

"Trixie will get changed and then we can get to it," Trixie told all of us, before rushing to the bathroom.

I took off my backpack and took out a notebook and a couple pencils. Thankfully, I keep a few art supplies with me at all times, so I can sketch out what the girls look like in their outfits and come up with an appealing way to present them all.

"So, what is Trixie like?" I asked the two, as an attempt at conversation.

"She's actually nice enough, if you can get past her ego and superior attitude," Fuchsia answered before smirking, "For instance she wouldn't accept anyone else to do the art, since they weren't good enough, despite her artwork making theirs look like the Mona Lisa."

"Her artwork makes a one-year old's scribblings look like a masterpiece," Lavender added with a chuckle.

"We are her only friends, due to both her high standards and us being more than willing to put up with her behavior. Don't get me wrong she has talent and potential but acting like she already is a well-known and accomplished magician is one of her issues," Fuchisa told me.

"Not to mention the fact magic actually exists and that the Rainbooms have access to it. I think she's envious of that and is serious, well more serious about kick starting her career as one." Lavender added.

"She spends countless hours at the mall trying to get people to show up and despite her 'artwork' she still manages to get a decent crowd and she has actually worked very hard to improve her tricks and make them more interesting. It actually makes tolerating her ego less of an annoyance, since we can tell she is actually trying and working hard to prove herself," Fuchsia praised.

"You should have seen her when she told us she finally found the perfect artist. Of course, since we didn't know it was you yet, we thought she was acting strange," Lavender told me with a smirk.

"Weird how?" I asked.

"The thing about Trixie is she is so full of herself, she rarely if ever praises someone else, especially in the way she praised you. I could have sworn she was like a little girl on hearts warming day." Fuchsia explained with a smirk of her own.

"We thought it was weird, but since she was acting like that, then it must really be someone special. When we learned it was you that answered our question."

"How so?" I asked.

This caused the two girls to blink and stare at each other for a brief moment.

"Dude you actually helped us beat Crystal Prep at academics and had the situation with magic not occurred you or Rainbow, would have most likely won it for us. The Rainbooms appeared to have befriended you and until recently you were a part of the group. That combined with your good looks has made you a sought-after boy by many, including Trixie," Fuchsia.

"Yeah, I wouldn't be surprised if you become this year's most eligible bachelor at CHS. In such a short time, you have already made such a presence. You really are something special. Though, it's good you seem to be humble about it." Lavender added.

"Yeah, it makes you more fetching. It's nice to see someone not let that go to their head. It would be nice for Trixie not to be like that." Fuchsia agreed.

Before I could respond Trixie finally arrived back in the room and not only was she wearing the magician outfit, but she also was wearing make-up. Her eyes had black eye shadow and her lips were a bright red.

"Finally, you came back, Trixie," Fuchsia commented.

"It even takes Trixie time to get ready for this kind of thing. Trixie must be perfectly ready for this kind of thing."

"More like you want to impress our guest here."

"Of course, Fuchsia! He is the one that will help Trixie's dream come true even more than they have already."

"Are we going to take part in this at all?" Lavender asked.

"Of course! Two back up magicians in the background should make a decent flier, but to save time Trixie will pose for him and he can just give you matching outfits," Trixie answered.

"More like you want to pose for him alone without us getting in the way," Both girls scoffed.

"Now, shall we get to it?" Trixie asked.

I simply nodded before opening the notebook and held a pencil in my hand.

For the next hour Trixie did several different poses as we all debated on the ideal one to use. The other girls seemed to be bitter about not taking part in the poses and asked several times to have a turn.

"For the last time it's not necessary," Trixie argued.

"And us coming here is," Fuchsia argued.

"Again, he must know what you two look like. You are lucky you still get to be a part of the advertisement," Trixie responded.

"All I'm saying is you could wear something else, let us wear the outfit, and have all three of us do a pose together," Fuchsia insisted.

"Wear something else? That's actually not a bad idea," Trixie responded with a devilish smirk, "Wait here Marcus sweetie. I will be back with a better outfit and pose, just for you," She added as she walked right up to me and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek, "I am sure you are going to love it."

I rubbed the spot she kissed, as she rushed to her closet and took a type of clothing that I was unable to clearly see, as she rushed into the bathroom again. Wait, I think I know where this is going.

"Girls, be honest, is this going where I think it's going?" I asked.

"Nice to see you aren't dense to this kind of thing. Yes, I'm afraid so," Fuchsia answered bitterly.

"You really shouldn't have given her the idea," Lavender added just as bitterly.

"Oh! How was I supposed to know she would use my idea like this?"

Before any more words could be said Trixie appeared with a dark blue crop top, with light blue stars, that showed a bit of her light blue breasts. Enough that I could tell she was actually well off in that department. I found myself lightly blushing as she walked right up to my face with a smirk on her face.

"Like what you see?" She teased, as she gently rubbed my right cheek, "You know if this isn't enough for you, I could take this off and give you a better look."

"Trixie that's enough," Fuchsia told her bitterly.

"What!? He doesn't mind. Who wouldn't mind Trixie doing this to them?" Trixie scoffed before giving me a flirty wink, "You don't mind, do you?"

I could only nod slowly, as I was too hesitant to speak up.

"Sadly, with them here we must cut this short," Trixie told me with a sigh, "If only we were alone. Perhaps, this could be your payment. No, I will do you even better. This will be your bonus, for the great and powerful work I know you will do."

"Thank you again for your help. Next time I will make sure we are alone to prevent others from interfering," Trixie told me with a smirk, while the other girls scowl at her.

"Right." I simply said going on my way.

I sighed when I was far enough from her house to not be noticed. Well, today I learned I managed to have made more of an impact on the student body than I thought, without trying. In hindsight I should have realized it, but I guess I was too focused on my life and the current situation with the girls. Apparently, not only are the six I suspected have crushes on me, but a lot more at school does. Even to the point where two think I will get voted most eligible bachelor. I didn't even know or suspected that was a title one could earn, but ok. Seriously, how did this happen? The one time I decided to try and socialize a bit more and somehow, I ended up in this mess. No use in crying over spilled milk. This whole thing isn't bad and I quite enjoy it. I just need to get used to it more and I might as well, since there is nothing I can do to change it. Now I should focus on making up with a certain rainbow girl.

Finally managed to sit down and actually write another chapter. Marcus helps Trixie and meets her two friends. No, I have no plans to add them to the harem. Just wanted to show off Marcus being a chick magnet and expand the world beyond his eyes. His actions have not only earned the interest of most of the girls he interacted with, but many he haven't. Since the story is told from his POV you wouldn't know that, since he doesn't spend time outside of a handful of girls. I also pull off something that might push the teen rating. No, there will not be anything sexual. Well, on screen at least, but I do have a few things that might push the current rating, but I don't really want to move to a mature one. I will try to be careful on that end.

Next chapter: Marcus makes up with Rainbow which may lead to a new start to their relationship