I woke up on the wrong side of the bed again. And got ready for school. Good news is it's Saturday.

I head downstairs to find. No one. I checked Scootalou's room and she was gone. Mom and dad's room is empty too. So was every part of the house. I sighed in disappointment. Of course, how can I forget every weekend they go out without me and take their favorite kid out for a treat.

Suddenly my phone buzzed.

Rarity: Outside. Five minutes. Shopping.

I frowned and went outside the house. Five minutes later Rarity's car pulled up. She was wearing sun glasses. "Get in loser we're going shopping!" She used the iconic line from Mean Girls.

I scoffed. "You're not Regina George" I said with a smirk. She grinned at me and chuckled then hugged me. "Come on dear we're going to be buying you new clothes"

"Why? What's wrong with the clothes I wear?" I asked frowning.

"Just being generous to my favorite friend dear"

"Really I'm your favorite friend?" I raised a brow and she giggled. We went inside her car and drove a good twenty minutes to the mall. "So Dashie darling, how's life for you?" She asked starting a conversation.

"Fine. You?"

"I'm good"

Silence. Ok....

"How are you and your boyfriend holding up?"

"We're doing fine really. You?"

"Still single"

"No boy catching your eye in particular?"

"No"

"Are you sure?" She had a knowing smile on her face. I rolled my eyes. "I'm a hundred percent sure that I'm sure" I answered her. She giggled. "Oh? But the new boy seems to really like you" She teased.

I rolled my eyes. "He's a truable maker and a perv" I snapped but let a small smirk appear on my face when I remembered that one sexy memory from detention.

"Why?"

"Nothing, It's just how I see him"

"I see"

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"GAAAAAH! RARITY PLEASE DON'T MAKE ME!" I screamed in fear as she grips on me tightly and showed me the red off shoulder dress.

"Don't be such a baby and put it on!" She said firmly and pushed the dress towards my chest. "Noooo! I'll wear anything else except for that!"

She stopped trying and faced me with a grin. "Anything?"

"Yes any---"

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"OH MY GOSH THAT IS THE SCARIEST THING I HAVE EVER SEEEN!" I yelled in fear as she showed me several clothes she picked.

She gaved me an amused look and forced me to try on the blue and gold stripped shirt and skinny jeans.

the jeans realy hugged me making my ass look huge.

When I emerged she was smilling from ear to ear and clapping her hands like a child ready to get a reward. She grabbed my hand, turned me around and tied my hair into a high ponytail.

"You look hot! Now try this one next" She handed me a blue off shoulder dress, she skirt had ruffles and glitters plus there's a symbol of a lightning bolt on it. My trade mark.

I scoffed and put it on.

It took some time though since its tight and the zipper was at the back. But when I got out there was a flash of a camera. "Perfect shot oh how I am so proud of myself for getting you to wear that dress, and you look just outstanding!" She praised.

I scowled but then paled when she began hashtaging

"And hastag Isn't she beautiful? Hashtag Rainbow, Hashtag cool, hashtag fashion sense, hashtag--"

"Hashtag stop!" I made a grab for her phone but tripped and hit my face flat to the floor.

I heard a snap of a camera.

"Hashtag, face splat" she laughed.

"Nice dress Rainbow"

That.....voice.

I turned around to see--

"FLEETFOOT!" I made a dash to hug her and squeezed her tightly."C-can't re--realy- b-breath!" She said and I pulled away to let her breath. She looked at me up and down n confusion. "The hell are you wearing?"

"Don't even get me started" I pointed a thumb at Rarity who was busy instagraming.

She chuckled. "I could have guessed" Then a thought came to me. If Fleetfoot's here then Spitfire might he here too. I haven't seen them for months and I have realy missed them.

"If your looking for Spitfire well she got sick and is home in bed, but she asked me to give this to you as a belated birthday gift" She took out a blue and gold locket. I opened the locket and a fancy picture of me, Spitfire and Fleetfoot was shown. There was another space in the locket for a second photo. I'll save that for a special picture.

"Thanks" I said and we fist bumped.

"So what brings you here again?" I asked her curiously. "Well for a short vissit to see a friend and maybe get a glimpse of a certain cousin of ours. See what that idiot has been up to these days" She shrugged.

"Speaking of which is your annoying cousin? Youbhave so many I can't keep track anymore" I laughed.

Before she can even answer her phone ran and she answered it. "What?! Uh ha.......seriously?! No listen here you son of a--- fine! See ya later loser" She seemed pissed but remained cool.

"Sorry can't chat anymore I gotta go. Later Rainbow!" And with that she ran off dissapearing from my view.

I smiled. I hear she's in a band now. A famous and succesful one. Sometimes I wish I'm just like her and Spitfire. Succesful, pretty, smart, talented, and famous. I posses none of those qualities.

"Dashie dear look at this!" I snapped my attention to my fashionista friend who was holding a long silky warm looking navy blue stripped cyan blue scarf. "Well go ahead, buy it if you want" I said shrugging. She shrugged too and we bought our things.

I sort of liked that scarf. But....nah, I'll just but my own.

We jumped in the car and she took me home. But the entire car ride I kept looking at the small bag where the scarf is. I wonder what it'll feel lile if I-- no. Buy your own things. Besides its just a scarf.

Suddenly my phone got a new text. Unknown number.

Unknown: I saw you looking at that scarf. I could buy it for you if you want.

I was confused.

Rainbow: Spitfire?

Unknown: No

Rainbow: Fleetfoot?

Unknown: I'm not that bitch

Rainbow: don't call her a bitch

Unknown: Whatever

I turned off my phone. When we reached my house the lights were off and it was silent. Parents aren't home yet.

"Don't forget your bags" Rarity said in a sing song voice and handed me the shopping bags with all the newly bought clothes.

I smiled a little and made my way indoors. But for some reason I feel like being watched. I turned around just in time to see Skies shut his window curtains.

I glared at his window and quickly went inside.

I went upstairs and put all my new clothes in my closet. Then....peculiar enough, there was a small long blue box sitting on top of the neatly piled clothes in my closet. I took it and opened to reveal

"Whoa!" I exclaimed. There it was. A simmiliar scarf that I saw earlier. Navy blue stripped with cyan blue. It was silky and warm. I quickly wrapped it around my neck. It smells good.

I hugged it. So warm!

Then I thought about the text.

The scarf. Was someone.....following us at the mall? Were they the person who texted me about the scarf? My heart pounded not out of fear but out of curiousity.

I don't know why but I was smilling. Great I've gone mental.

I felt the scarf again and sniffed its scent. "Whoever you are. Thank you for the scarf"