Chapter 1: The First Morning

It was early in the morning when Sweetie Belle woke up, her eyes slowly fluttering open to the morning sun. As she rolled over she heard her mother trotting up to the bottom of the stairs, preparing to shout up.

"Sweetie Belle, time to wake up!" her mother called up, waking Sweetie up fully.

"I'll be down in a minute mom!" Sweetie called back happily as she climbed out of her bed, her hooves hitting the floor with a small thud. She headed towards the door but froze when she saw something white sticking up in her mirror. Heading over to it she saw that the white thing she seen was actually attached to her back, and it, or they, were...

"Wings?" Sweetie Belle asked as she looked closer into the mirror, trying to see if she was just hallucinating or if they were part of some elaborate prank that somepony was throwing on her. When she got close to the mirror she saw the wings twitch at the same time, at the same time that she had felt a breeze coming from the window. There was no doubt about it, the wings were part of her body, but how they got there scared Sweetie. Did somepony come and perform an experiment on her at night, did she do this to herself, or was she...

a Changeling?! Sweetie started to panic when that thought surfaced in her mind. If she was a Changeling her parents would hate her, her friends would hate her, EVERYPONY would hate her. During her panic attack she heard somepony trotting up the stairs to her room, which only made things worse.

"Sweetie, is everything okay?" Sweetie's dad asked as he moved to open the door, but he was pushed back as Sweetie rammed in to it, so that it would stay shut.

"Everything's okay dad, I'm just..." Sweetie looked around for something she could use as an excuse, "Trying on one of the dresses Rarity made for me!" She could tell her dad was still at the door for a moment, but once he had accepted that Sweetie was actually trying on a dress he headed down the stairs, his hoofsteps echoing after him. Now that Sweetie had said she was trying on a dress, she actually had to do it, even though she didn't like it. Looking into her closet Sweetie found a few of the dresses that she "liked", but none of them would be acceptable to wear for school without there being a special occasion or something like that, so she went back to looking. After a few minutes of searching she found a plain white dress, with some pink accents on it that helped it go with her mane, so she tried it on. The wings made it tight and uncomfortable, but it would serve both of it's purposes, the first being to make sure her parents wouldn't find out she was lying to them, and the second being a way to conceal her wings.

"Sweetheart, are you almost done, your eggs are starting to get cold!" her mom called up the stairs, which made Sweetie hurry up and get her mane brushed so she wouldn't look messy in her dress. As she headed downstairs she could feel her wings pressing against the fabric of the dress, which made every movement uncomfortable for her. It felt as if she had gained fifty pounds and was trying to wear a dress that was three sizes too small. Her mom seemed to notice this when Sweetie sauntered into the kitchen.

"Sweetie, is everything alright?" her mom asked worriedly, watching as Sweetie nearly toppled over because of her left wing pushing out a bit too much.

"Oh, yeah, I'm fine" Sweetie Belle said quickly, her voice squeaking a bit from how nervous she was. Even though her parents noticed the squeak they didn't pay any more attention to it as they went on with their morning. They had a small conversation as Sweetie Belle got her breakfast and scarfed it down. Once she was done eating Sweetie put her plate in the sink before making her way out the front door so she could go to school, but there was one thing she had forgotten about...

"Oh Sweetie, you're wearing the dress I made for you!" Rarity cheered as she ran up to Sweetie Belle, picking her up happily in her hooves so she could swing her around. After a few minutes Rarity put Sweetie Belle down, a giant smile still stuck on her face.

"What made you want to wear my dress today Sweetie?" Rarity asked happily as she continued to beam at Sweetie.

"Oh, uh, well..." Sweetie stammered as she tried to come up with some elaborate lie that Rarity would believe, but nothing was coming to mind, which made her wings start to flare up, catching Rarity's attention. Out of curiosity Rarity lifted the dress up with her magic, allowing Sweetie's wings to shoot straight up and out. Her gasp managed to echo across the town as she stared at Sweetie's new pair of white majestic wings that were coming out of her back.

"What happened to you Sweetie?!" Rarity asked dramatically, catching the attention of her parents, who were still inside the kitchen. When they came outside their mom fainted, smashing right against their dad, causing both of them to hit the ground with a thud. As her dad tried to roll their mom off of himself Rarity and Sweetie Belle ran off, not wanting to get them involved with this until they figured out what was going on. Only problem is, Sweetie Belle couldn't cut class today, there was casting for the school play going on today, and if Sweetie didn't make it she would get an F on her report card for it.

"I have to go to school!" Sweetie shouted as she started to turn away from Rarity, who was giving her a quick nod. Rarity was heading to Twilight's place, so she didn't quite card that Sweetie had somewhere else to be, all she hoped for was that Sweetie's dress would be able to hide her wings long enough. As Sweetie came up to the school house she could hear Cheerilee already giving away the roles to which every ponies were inside already. With her hoof on the door knob Sweetie slowly opened the door, just in time too.

"All right, the only role we have now is..." Cheerilee said, her attention to the door, "Celestia!"

"What?" Sweetie Belle replied out of confusion, not knowing what she had just walked into. She looked around in confusion to see everypony in her class, even her friends, laughing at how clueless she was. Looking over to Miss Cheerilee she saw that even she was trying hard to stop herself from laughing. Eventually she managed to calm down enough to tell Sweetie what just happened.

"Sweetie, you just got the role of Celestia in the school play!" Cheerilee said, trying not to laugh as Sweetie's jaw dropped so fast it could have done a sonic rainboom if it had been higher up. Her jaw continued to hang open as she looked around the classroom, to see many of the fillies and colts dressed up in their outfits already, with Applebloom and Scootaloo being Applejack and Rainbow Dash, respectively.

"How come I'm not Rarity?" Sweetie asked, thinking that it was odd that she wouldn't get the role of her own flesh and blood sister. When Cheerilee didn't do anything but give Sweetie and awkward look she started to look around the room more closely, seeing a familiar three diamond mark resting on Diamond Tiara's desk.

"What?!" Sweetie Belle shouted, her rage causing her wings as a natural response, which was to flare up as a way to intimidate an opponent or aggressor. This caused her dress to rise up behind her, catching the attention of everypony in the room.

"Sweetie, what's going on with your dress..." Cheerilee asked as she slowly crept up to Sweetie, quickly ripping the dress off her back to see what was going on, in the process revealing Sweetie's wings to everypony in the class. Everypony gasped loudly enough to wake the dead, or Rainbow Dash in this case. High up in the sky a certain Pegasus stirred, being woken up by the sound of an entire class gasping at the same time.

"The f..." Rainbow muttered as she leaned over the edge of her cloud with her eyes half open. Little did she know that down below Sweetie Belle was being laughed at by her entire class, even her only two friends being suspicious of her. The rest of the day Sweetie had to deal with jokes about her really trying to be Celestia by getting a fake pair of wings, or that she was some sort of mutant pony. Silently, Sweetie prayed for time to go faster, because all she wanted to do was go home as soon as she could, but all her praying only seemed to make the clock go slower... Next Chapter: Chapter 2: School Days Estimated time remaining: 19 Minutes