||Rainbow Dash's POV||

      Wondercolts Social, a Facebook/Twitter-like website for Canterlot High students created by we, the "Main 6" (the most popular girls at Canterlot High), is blowing up. The latest posts (monitored and controlled by me 'cause the site was my idea - that, and it gives me an excuse to not do homework):

@VSPon-3: We have to wear freakin' uniforms. UGH!!! >:( Me, in a uniform?! That's like me actually enjoying classical music! Laughable, right? No offense, @ClassicalTavi (I wuv u, Tavi! X3).

^^Vinyl^^ 9-9-14/4:10pm, via iPad Air

@ColorfulCrystie (My cousin, Crystal Rainbow): Today's Big News: One word, my gemz: UNIFORMS! O_O Crazy, newbie principal changed the rules, now we have to wear uniforms! I wanna scream. screams very loud Bye gemziez!!! X3

~Crystal~ 9-9-14/4:14pm, via iPhone 5

@Soarin'sAngel14 (Me): WTF?! I can't wear the uniform CHS sent me 2day! Think about it: have u ever seen me wear a freakin' skirt?! OMG, I'm gonna be FORCED into a skirt. O_O Also, my poor, pink BFF, @CrayCray4Partiez, is depressed. :'( Plz give her a shout out (preferably w/ the hashtag, #Life'sAPaaartaaay in the shout out somewhere). :) 'Sup @Applejack, @EggheadTwily (I'm kidding, @PrincessTwilyMagic!), @Flutters_Kindness, @SparityIsLove (gag... jk ;P), and @CrayCray4Partiez (wuv u, Pinks)? My shout outs r done. :)

=DASH 14= 9-9-14/4:40pm, via iPhone 6 (I'm so damn spoiled, lol)

      @PrincessTwilyMagic (Twilight, of course): Hey, @Soarin'sAngel14 (cute username, btw), can you give my sister a shout out too?^^ And thanks for the shout out. X3 I <3 you!

-Princess Twily- 9-9-14/4:41pm (the current time), via iPhone 6

      I'm debating whether or not to give Twilight's sister, Solar Flair, a shout out; we never got along (I think I may be too wild for her). But, since I absolutely wuv my little egghead, Twily, I give the stupid shout out.

@Soarin'sAngel14: My BFF, @PrincessTwilyMagic, asked me 2 give her twin a shout out, sooo... A shout out goes 2: @ShiningTwilyFlairieWuv!

=DASH 14= 9-9-14/4:43pm, via iPhone 6

      I still can't believe the school expects me, a word-class athlete and a tomboy, to wear a skirt! On top of everything, the skirt is kind of short - for me, that is. I don't know how it fits on other CHS girls, but my mom had me try it on and so, because I'm like, 5'10'', it seemed way to short for my long legs. My mom is calling the school now, trying to see if they can get me a longer skirt. Crap. Maybe I should tell you what happened when I came home from school...

||Flashback||

      I flew back to Rainbow Manor, my anger sizzling like bacon. I couldn't be more pissed. First we get seperated by the type of students we are, then we are told we have a freakin' dress code, and now our classes are being changed ( the classes we take are also determined by whether or not we have wings, magic, both, or neither)! I mean, W-T-F to that, right? As I reached my house's front doors, I sighed, and then took my keys out of the front, right pocket of my black skinny jeans. I opened the door and stepped inside, wanting to just run to my room and check on how my BFF's were doing. I knew the crazy new rules were affecting them too (with the exception of a certain egghead). I rushed to my room, slammed the door behind me, and dropped my black backpack, with rainbow-colored skulls on it, onto my carpeted floor. The clock on my nightstand reads: 3:45pm. I flopped onto my bed and pulled my new iPhone 6 from the left pocket of my blue and gold Wondercolts hoodie. I threw the phone on my bed as I walked to my closet. Filled with mostly hoodies, T-shirts, jeans, sweats, and tons of sneakers from every name brand you can think of (but only the cool ones, you know?), my closet was about the size of Canterlot (kidding, lol!). If Rarity saw it, her jaw would probably be on the floor right now. After I pulled my black T-shirt over my head and fixed my disheveled hair, I looked down at my chest. Ugh! Do you know how hard it is to run track with tits that are nearly the size of basketballs? I pulled my jeans off and walked over to my bed. After I flopped back onto it, I checked my phone for any texts. There were a few from my closest friends:

To: Rainbow

September 9, 2014/3:47pm

From: Egghead (that's the name I put Twilight's number under, lol... she has no clue. :P)

Hey, Rainbow! Just wanted to say hi! And u may wanna check on Pinkie, she looked so sad today. :(

To: Rainbow Dash

September 9, 2014/3:47pm

From: Rarity

Hello, darling, I just want 2 say hi. Can u believe our new principal? UGH! >:( Txt me back. <3 <3 <3

To: Rainbow

September 9, 2014/3:49pm

From: Egghead

I txted Pinkie, but she didn't txt back! O_O Did u txt her yet? I'm so worried! :'(

To: Dash

September 9, 2014/3:50pm

From: Applejack

I have no clue what 2 say about this school stuff, but Pinkie's not perky no more, and I'm concerned about her 2. Twi txted me, sayin she wasn't answerin her txts! :(

To: Rainbow Dash

September 9, 2014/3:52pm

From: Rarity

Twily says Pinkie isn't answering her txts. Is she alright?! :O

To: Rainbow

September 9, 2014/3:53pm

From: Flutters (Fluttershy)

Twilight just txted me that Pinkie is like, MIA or something. O_O I'm gonna txt her, but I mean, WTF?!!!

      My eyes widened more and more with every concerned text about Pinkie Pie. I almost began to hyperventilate as my mind jumped to the worst conclusions about what may have happened to Pinkie (also: I can't believe Flutters used "WTF" in her text). No, Rainbow, don't think like that, I thought to myself. I replied to my texts:

To: Egghead

September 9, 2014/3:55pm

Hey, Twi. I'll txt Pinkie now. :)

To: P!nk!e Party P!e (she told us to put her number under this name, lolz)

September 9, 2014/3:55pm

Hey, Pinkz! X3 PLZ ANSWER!!! Twi, AJ, Rar, Flutters, and I <3 u! :3

      Before I could reply to my other texts, my phone plays "Get This Party Started" by P!nk, the ringtone for whenever Pinkie calls or texts me (it's her favorite song). I immediately start squealing (that awkward moment where I actually act like a girl)! But... PINKIE TEXTED ME BACK!!! I check my texts again:

To: Dashie

September 9, 2014/3:56pm

From: P!nk!e Party P!e

Sorry, I was pulling a Rarity and eating tubs of my fave ice cream. I'm a bit sad, but I'm ok. :) I <3 u guys 2! Imma txt the others b4 they all have a stroke (they txted me a million times, lolz!). ;P Bye Dashie!

      I felt so freakin' elated. Pinkie was still alive (I told you my mind jumped to the worst conclusions)! I texted my BFF's:

To: Applejack, Egghead, Rarity, Flutters

September 9, 2014/3:58pm

Pinkie txted me back, guys!!! X3 She said: "Sorry, I was pulling a Rarity and eating tubs of my fave ice cream. I'm a bit sad, but I'm ok. :) I <3 u guys 2! Imma txt the others b4 they all have a stroke (they txted me a million times, lolz!). ;P Bye Dashie!" So she's fine! XD

      My phone started to blow up after that. My texts read:

To: Rainbow

September 9, 2014/3:59pm

From: Egghead

Seriously?! OMG, Rainbow, thanks 4 checking on her! How'd u get her 2 respond?

To: Egghead

September 9, 2014/4:00pm

Idk. O_O She may have responded 2 me saying we <3 her, or me typing "PLZ ANSWER!!!". Who knows. :)

      The doorbell rang. About a minute later, my mom knocked on my door. I said, "Come in!", despite the fact that I was in my underwear.

"Hey, Dashie!," she gushed, smiling (Well, I am her only daughter).

"Hey, mom," I replied, smiling back, "What's up?"

"You have a delivery from Canterlot High!," she says happily, but her smile disappears as she says, "Dashie, you look like you've seen a ghost!"

      Oh no, they've sent the uniforms!, I said in my head, dreading the moment when I'd have to wear it to school the next day. My mom had me try it on, just to see if it would fit. Everthing fit but the skirt.

"Awww, sweetie," my mom said, laughing, "You're growing too fast! If you get any taller, you'll be my height!"

"I blame you and dad," I said, smirking, "He's almost seven feet and you're like, six-three. Or is it six-four?"

"Six-three," my mom said, "Now I'm gonna go call the school to see if they can send you a longer skirt."

"Okay," I said, pulling the stupid skirt off, "And see if you can convince them to send me some freakin' pants!"

"O-kay," my mom said sarcastically, laughing.

      But I was dead-serious. I refuse to wear a skirt or dress to school (or anywhere, for that matter); I have a reputation, you know. I may be a mirror image of my mother, but we are two totally different people. While my mother is, disturbingly, like Rarity and my cousin, Crystal Rainbow, I tend to be very boyish (as you all know), only occasionally doing girly things like squealing or cuddling with my boyfriend (who's only like, the greatest boyfriend in the world!).

||Flashback Over||

      Now that you know what happened earlier, I can come back to the present. All this uniform and Pinkie being sad bullshit is pissing me off - BIG TIME. But what no one knows is this: I've got a majorly epic plan to stop that crazy old woman from ruining our lives! And my friends would be proud to know that it doesn't involve anything crazy. I won't give you all the details, but I will tell you this: this plan is for Pinkie Pie (no one's gonna make Pinkie sad on my watch)!