A sheet of paper was slammed down on my desk. The noise hammered into my ears and hurt my head, I was lost deep in thought. After handing out another test my teacher walked away down the aisles distributing the tests. "An 83%, not bad," I thought. I examined the test for the missed questions and tried to answer those questions again as a review. I had enough of tests for the week. I quickly packed up the test in my binder and slammed it shut while listening to the murmurs and whispers of my classmates exchanging exams. My friends were off busy in their own little worlds sharing their own ideas and experiences. I for one hated to be alone, yet I always ended up alone. I dug into my backpack and pulled out my drawing binder. I love drawing, it's one of my favourite pastimes. I began sketching an original pony character because that's all I drew. Ponies were one of the 3 main things that make up my life. One of the biggest too. The others being YouTube and video games. I sat snug in my Rainbow Dash hoodie finishing the original character and blowing the eraser shavings off into the room. I admired it, I seemed to be improving. Ponies were always on my mind. The show touched me and really had grown and bonded on me.

The final day bell rang and everyone rushed to the door shoving and laughing together until they all managed to file out of the math classroom. I packed my bag with my binder and flung my back pack over my shoulder and began to trail behind everyone. The halls were crowded with younger students who were just being plain rude. The halls were so crammed it was like a tug of war, literally. People were pushing in two directions just to get to their lockers. I waited for all the wars to subside and continued down the narrow hall and made a left. I quickly made a break for my locker and picked up my stuff to leave the school. I usually walk home with one of my friends but today I wasn't in the mood. I opened the breezy doors to the outside whilst wearing a winter jacket. It was snowy and a bit chilly outside. I continued walking to my ride home.

After a 20 minute ride I got home and hastily ran up to my room to do my usual check all of my favourite websites like YouTube, 9GAG and Equestria Daily on my computer. Then I checked my email to see if anything important came up. My room was a mess and I had an uncomfortable office chair so I slid my laptop down to the floor along with myself and I lay browsing. My desktop changed backgrounds from various pony pictures most of the being Rainbow Dash. I really love Rainbow Dash she is my absolute favourite. I feel like i've always had some sort of special connection with her. I was just awesome. Boom Rainbow my common alias. I made it up, I don't know what it was, maybe destiny, but I always had the rainbow with me. I stumbled upon a FAQ of one of my favourite youtubers and they mentioned a fan-fiction, My Little Dashie. I don't know what drew me to read it but I clicked the link and began reading. I think I read 1/4 of it and then abandoned it soon to re-discover it. I wasn't completely into fan-fiction at the time. It was all my friend that got me into fan-fiction in the first place, because he is really dear to me and he was a big influence on my fandom thus far so I was a bit interested. I took the bite but I wasn't lured just quite yet.

2 weeks later I returned home to do my same routine my friends were always talking about their fan-fictions and when they did I always thought of my best friend who wrote My Little Pony fan-fiction. I finally decided to make a FIM Fiction account to write. I had writer's block at the time and didn't feel like writing at all I couldn't seem to find anything that could motivate me to write anything. I didn't feel terribly well at the time and my friends weren't making feel a hole lot better because I felt more and more like an outsider. We do have similar interests but I was always drawn out from the group. So excited about my account I began browsing a bit I uploaded my profile avatar and was ready to go to bed. I closed my laptop and slipped out of my school clothes and into my pajamas and did all the other "before-bed" non-sense. I grabbed my iphone and opened up FIM Fiction one last time as I turned off the lights and slipped into bed. I looked around for another while just looking at some other stories until something caught my eye. My Little Dashie right there one the popular page. "Oh! They have Dashie," I thought to myself. I was drawn to it whether it was destiny or pure coincidence I decided to read it. I never read this late not unless it's important to me, but this really felt important to me so I continued on from where I left off. I occasionally accidentally had my finger slip and bring me back to the top of the story and it made me rage quite a bit. I found the spots that I got lost at. It appealed to me a lot It was like a story where Rainbow Dash was growing up. I felt joyful on the inside I had never seen a story grab my attention like this. It was until I began reaching the touchy parts that things started to take a turn...