You enter the building that you, and many others, call Los Pegasus College. You got in with your good grades, but good grades come with a 'nerd' factor. As you walked up the hall, you wondered how some people got here, as there was that occasional dumb blonde. Or dumb blue. This certain area was very quiet, but you heard a bouncy noise, more of a squeaky noise. Continuing your walk to your assigned room, which was 2B by the way. This whole time you've been eyeing the colours of the hair at this school; comparing them to your boring hair... The squeaking got louder until it was right beside your ear, you turned around to face a pink ball of fluffiness and joy.

"Hiya!"

"Uh... Hi?" You were never the social type, and this girl seemed like the opposite of you.

"I've never seen you around here before which is good because then I would be weirded out, I mean school just started and who spends their summer in school.... Bor-ring!" Holy crap she talks fast. Processing...

"Uh... Hi?"

"Hiya!" Her smile kind of creeped you out... But her blue eyes were a different story, "How are you?!"

"I'm... Good." You smiled back, not even matching her wide grin, "You?"

"Well summer was fine for me but it was pretty boring except for that occasional party in which we went crazy!" She shrugged her shoulders, "I'm Pinkie by the way!"

"Good to know." You frowned at her being too social in your tastes, "My name's-"

"Actually, my summer was REALLY good! I made pies and cupcakes and normal cakes! I even ate some muffins!" Pinkie rudely interrupted you.

You brush past Pinkie, if she talked anymore you would've died. You sighed in annoyance, looking at the numbers. 1E, 1F, 1G. Wish I would've asked that crazy girl where my room is...

You eventually got to 1Z; wondering why there are so many rooms. There was a spiral staircase that was a replica of the one beside 1A, leading up to the dorms on the second level. And I just walked around for no reason...

"Excuse me sir, by any chance do you know where my room might be?" You turned around to face a beautiful female with fancy, purple hair.

"I don't, sorry. I'm having trouble with my dorm, also." You respond, not nervous to talk with this lady... You did grow nervous when she pushed out her lower lip, though.

"Oh, alright. Nice meeting you." She said while pouting, but moving onto a polite smile, "I am Rarity. Pleasure to meet you..."

You started talking to answer her questioning statement, but stopped when you heard a familiar bouncing noise.  Crap, crap, crap.... CRAP!

You hid behind Rarity, making her squeal at your rudeness. Being so close to her let you smell her perfume, which had the scent of rose petals and baby powder. You spotted the girl, and crouched in-between Rarity's legs.

"You are being awfully rude!" Rarity put her knees together, because if you looked up you would see her panties. Bet they're purple...

The squeaking stopped, and you crawled out from underneath Rarity, "Uh... Sorry. It's just that this girl name Pinkie-"

"Hiya!" You fell onto your back, eyes wide open.

"How'd you..." You start.

"She's Pinkie being Pinkie." Rarity fixed her posture, and Pinkie started giggling.

"Lemme help you up!" Pinkie reached down and pulled you up, her hands were very soft, her fingernails painted pink and yellow in a special pattern, and her jacket grazing over your hand. The material had a terrible feeling.

"Thanks..." You say as your stomach growls, you haven't even had breakfast.

"Oooh! You're hungry!" Pinkie reached into her jacket, pulling out a birthday cake, "Here you go!"

Did she pull that out of a pocket, her armpit or... You pushed away the cake, because if it came from where you think it came from; you'd probably feel weirder than you already feel.

"Pinkie Pie, darling, where did you get that cake from?" Rarity was still there, you almost forgot about her.

"Well you see these?" Pinkie unbuttoned her jacket; letting a neon pink shirt show. She brought her hands to her shirt, and was slapped by Rarity, "Hey! What was that for! I was only reaching for the hidden pockets in my jacket!"

You sighed in relief, your stomach growling again, "What room are you in, Pinkie?"

"Hm..." She stuck out her tongue a bit, trying to read the tiny print, "2C."

Great. You put on a fake smile, "I'm in room 2B."

"I seem to be in... 2E." Rarity sighed in relief, "I've seen this room before; it's purple!"

"Good for you." You accidentally blurt out, sarcastically.

"Rude." Rarity huffed and walked down the hall, looking at the rooms numbers. You turned around to see Pinkie enter a room labeled 2C, you just sigh and unlock 2B.

The room was slightly messed up; one bed made, one bed insane. There was an Xbox and two controllers, with a whole shelf of games. Music was on quietly, dubstep to be exact. You looked at the cyan carpet, which covered half the room. A scent instantly processed into your mind, along with a noise. Shampoo that had a smell you couldn't nail, and running water. Guess I have a roommate.

Bathroom, check. Two beds, check. Two dressers, not check. As you facepalmed at the irony of everything perfect, except for the dressers. The running water stopped, but you didn't notice. The bathroom door opened, a female walking through it with a towel wrapped around her body, stopping around the middle of her thighs. She turned to the dresser, where you were. You turned around right then and got turned into a statue, as the tan female noticed you.

"Oh so they send my roommate to me while I'm taking a shower... Great." So, I'm roomed with a girl. Co-ed schools...

"And it's a male!" She bumped you over, opening up a drawer and taking some clothes out. She proceeded to enter the bathroom with a grunt.

"Hey, I'm not so happy either!" You responded, angry at her response to you. She had medium-length rainbow hair, but it was soaking wet.

"Just go put your clothes and items and whatever into the bottom two drawers, or the closet." She shouted back, instantly bursting out of the room. Her skin tone was tan; as if she spends most of her time doing sports outside. It was strange that she had rainbow hair, probably the most colourful hair you've seen yet. What amazed you the most was her magenta eyes. You went to put your stuff away, and since she was your new roommate; you decided to create a conversation.

"So... What's your name?" You break the silence.

"Rainbow Dash." She walked over her iPod dock and turned the music louder.

"That doesn't explain your hair, if you dyed it then how did your parents know you'd make it rainbow?" You think over it, maybe a bit too much because her next answer was so simple.

"I didn't dye it."

"Okay then... I suppose you're not wearing contacts, either." You go over to the clean bed, putting some items in the side table.

"I'm not." She hopped onto her bed, bobbing her head to the music.

"Well that's certainly interesting." And kind of strange.

"Yup." Well, she heard you through the music.

"I'm-" Dash cut you off with the blasting volume of music, muffling your name out. Next Chapter: Seems Legit Estimated time remaining: 4 Hours, 2 Minutes