Scootaloo pushed her books in the locker and closed the door. Wow, she couldn't believe it! Was it really her senior year, or was she just dreaming again? It still seemed like only yesterday that she, Applebloom and Sweetiebell were in elementary school, causing trouble for all of Ponyville.
She looked down proudly at her cutiemark, which she had FINNALLY gotten in the third grade. Her wings were still just a tad disproportional to her body, but then her body was also much more slender than average.
Apparently she was pretty darn good looking, since ponies were asking her out every time she turned around. Especially with the Hearts and Hooves Day dance coming up! Hay, she could hardly carry on a conversation with out some colt asking her to the dance. Still, while she relished the attention, she always said 'no'. She had gone to the dance three years in a row and been board out of her mind for three