(A/N) Hi again!

Thanks to those who commented/voted on the last chappy - I appreciate it. ^^

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Stuff You Need To Know:

1. The POV's will change, and the 1st POV'll be in 3rd person. :)

2. *SPOILER ALERT* This chappy is gonna be the saddest! O[]O ;~; It takes a small turn for the worst. :( You've been freakin' WARNED, so don't complain (if you don't like sad crap, don't read this).

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Onward, Rainbows! XD

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||3rd Person||

{Wednesday, September 24, 2014/9:45am, Homeroom - History}

      Ugh, come on, stupid bell, ring already!, Rainbow Dash thinks to herself. She feels a pair of eyes looking at her. Soarin' asks,

"Babe, you okay?"

"I'm fine," Rainbow Dash tells him, her voice flat and emotionless.

"Tell the tru-," Soarin' starts as the bell finally rings.

      Rainbow Dash ignores Soarin', but it isn't because of anything he did. He's the best boyfriend she could have! She just didn't feel well today. Last night's bully fiasco left her mentally scarred. Rainbow Dash walks to her locker, followed by Soarin', who's running to keep up with her fast pace.

"Dashie!," Soarin' says sweetly as they reach her locker, "Please tell me what's wrong!"

"Those three morons from Cloudsdale," Rainbow Dash says, sobbing into Soarin's chest, "I-I-I... h-hate them!"

"I know, Dashie," Soarin' says softly, hugging her, "What they did to you... UGH!"

      Soarin' lets go of Rainbow Dash and hits the closest wall angrily. Rainbow Dash wipes her tears and puts her hand on Soarin's back. He turns and smiles at her. She's a bit shorter than he is; while he stands at 6'4'', she's almost 5'11''. He turns and hugs her tightly.

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[Time Passes]

||Twilight Sparkle's POV: Dead Dash||

{12:40pm, CHS' Cafeteria, The Table Of The "Main 6"}

      Something's... not right. Rainbow Dash is usually the loudest, most outspoken person of the "Main 6", but today she's quieter than Fluttershy! I mean, what the hell? I wanna cry!

"You all right, sugar cube?," Applejack asks Dashie, who nods silently, staring down at her lunch.

      The rest of us look at each other, wondering what's going on in Dash's head. She hides her emotions, so... Ah ha! Duh, I'm telekinetic! I can just - NO! I made a "Pinkie Promise" to never read Dash's mind again! Damn "Pinkie Promise". Speaking of Pinkie, her hair is flat - it's been like that since last night, I'm sure.

"Dashie?," Fluttershy asks, making Dash look up at her (OMG! A response!).

"Yeah?," Dash asks Fluttershy (Am I missing something here?).

"Are you -," Fluttershy says.

"I'm fine, Flutters," Dash replies with a forced smile (translation: I just fucking lied).

"Okay," Fluttershy says, unsure of what to say.

"Dash," I say angrily (I'm not mad at her), "I can tell you're lying."

"Whatever," Dash says flatly (well, at least she talked to me).

"Dash, please," I say, nearly crying, "Don't shut us out."

      She doesn't say anything after that (translation: you're officially shut out).

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[Time Passes]

||Trixie's POV: Move Over, Rainbow Crash, He'll Be MINE Sooner Than You Think! >:{D||

{3:35pm, Near Soarin's Locker}

      It's no secret I'm crushing on Soarin', Rainbow Crash's soon-to-be ex-boyfriend (emphasis on "ex"). Ever since my gutsy attempt to get Soarin' (the sexiest guy Trixie's ever seen... emphasis on "ever") away from that crazy, rainbow-haired freak on Wondercolts Social, everyone's been calling Trixie a "Future Homewrecker", an "Evil Bi-"... You know what? I'll just show you the post (and the annoying comments that followed):

@Great_AND_Powerful: Hi, @Soarin'Dash (I can't believe you included her in your username). *Flutters eyelashes* I, The Great and Powerful Trixie, think you should ditch Rainbow Dyke (we all know she is one) and date someone with actual talent. Like I dunno... ME?! *Smiles* Sleep on it. *Winks*

**The G and PT** 9-22-14/9:12pm, via iPhone 6

@Soarin'Dash: O_O And if Dash was lesbo, she would've told us (u know she's very, uh, outspoken :3).

=Soarin'= 9-22-14/9:13pm, via iPhone 5s

@VSPon-3: WTF, Trixie? Dash has more talent in her pinkie than u have in ur entire body! And lol, @Soarin'Dash! XD

^^Vinyl^^ 9-22-14/9:15pm, via iPad Air

@ClassicalTavi: @VSPon-3, don't stoop to her level. Ignore her. But you're right. :)

&Octavia Melody& 9-22-14/9:15pm, via iPhone 6

@Great_AND_Powerful: @ClassicalTavi and @VSPon-3: Look here, u lose-bians. U have nothing 2 do w/ Trixie's love-life, so BACK OFF! Or Trixie'll have 2 use force! >:{3

**The G and PT** 9-22-14/9:17pm, via iPhone 6

@CrayCrayP!nk!ePartiez: #SOARINDASH IS 4 EVA!!! X3 And Dashie isn't lesbo! :( @Soarin'Dash is right - we'd kno about it. :) Right, @6th_Harmony?

!!CrayP!nkzPartiez!! 9-22-14/9:20pm, via iPhone 6 from Ponyville, Equestria

@PrincessTwilyMagic: @CrayCrayP!nk!ePartiez: Ikr? #SOARINDASH4EVA!!! And Dashie is not lesbian, Trixie! >:(

~Princess Twily~ 9-22-14/9:22pm, via iPhone 6 from Canterlot, Equestria

@SparityIsLove: @Great_AND_Powerful: Dashie's obviously straight, darling. She's dating Soarin'! #SOARINDASH4EVA!!!

~I Am Rarity!~ 9-22-14/9:23pm, via iPhone 5s from Ponyville, Equestria

@CrayCrayP!nk!ePartiez: #SOARINDASH4EVA is the new hashtag trend! X3 That, and #WondercoltsQueenDash! :3

!!CrayP!nkzPartiez!! 9-22-14/9:24pm, via iPhone 6 from Ponyville, Equestria

@AJandDash: #SOARINDASH4EVA!!!

{Applejack} 9-22-14/9:26pm, from Sweet Apple Acres, Ponyville, Equestria

@Fluttershy: #SOARINDASH4EVA

(^^^)Fluttershy(^^^) 9-22-14/9:26pm, from Ponyville, Equestria

@Soarin'sAngel14: Thanks, @6th_Harmony. X3

=DASH 14= 9-22-14/9:28pm, via iPhone 6 from Rainbow Manor, Cloudsdale, Equestria

      Well, there are too many comments to mention here, but a few included insults. It was designed to steal Soarin' from her and make it so that she couldn't concentrate on her basketball game and lose! But alas, she won anyway. But that is not why I'm here to tell you about. I'm here to talk about how I, the prettiest girl alive, am going to get sexy Soarin' away from Rainbow Crash! I happily wait for Soarin' to approach his locker. He comes around the corner and jumps in surprise. Is he surprised that I am this beautiful? Or is it my snow-white hair that has caught his gorgeous, green eyes? Or is it my shimmery, periwinkle, skin-tight dress -?

"Trixie?," Soarin's smooth voice asks kindly (my heart is melting!).

"Yes?," I say, batting my eyelids (thank you, Maybelline, for making my lashes super sexy).

      What is he about to say? Is he about to ask me out?! I squeal inside as he approaches me.

"Can you get off my locker?," Soarin' asks, pointing to his dark-blue locker behind me, "I need to get my stuff."

"Oh, sorry," I say, my cheeks heating up.

      You know that awkward moment in movies where the soundrack music scratches and stops at an embarassing moment? Yeah. That's what this moment is. Epic fail, yes? But Trixie won't back down! Soarin' takes his leather jacket and navy backpack from his locker and, as he closes the locker doors, I get closer to him. He turns around.

"AHHH!," Soarin' screams, startled that I'm so close to him.

      I smile and push him against his locker. He tries to break free of my grip, but I'm not letting him go! I'm waiting for Rainbow Crash to come around the corner before I strike. As if on cue, I hear the "Main Six" coming down the hallway, saying (Script Version):

Twilight Spazzle (That nerdy show-off!): Dash, talk to us! (Soarin's ears perk up at that point, making me wanna hurl)

The Hick Barbie (She may be pretty, but she's still a hick to me): Come on, sugar cube! Don't be like that! (Meanwhile, Soarin' is struggling kinda gently, as if he doesn't wanna hurt me - awww! How sweet is he?!)

Fluttercry: Please, Dashie. (She sounds like she's gonna cry... big surprise... And Soarin's trying to escape my magic shield - clever, huh?)

The Wannabe Beauty Queen Hick (She's not as great as she thinks she is!): Darling! Please talk to us!

Rainbow Dyke Herself (Yes! She's coming!): What do you want me to -?

All (Minus Rainbow Crash): *Gasp*

      "Why are they gasping?," you ask? I just kissed Soarin's lips as the "Main 6" reached their boyfriends' lockers. The looks on their faces! They look at Rainbow Crash, probably scared of her reaction (now that I think about it, I should've contemplated her reaction - she'd gladly kill me... O_O). Rainbow Crash's face is pretty dead, though. It's no surprise - her face has been expressionless all day.

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||Rainbow Dash's POV: The End?||

{3:47pm, Near Soarin's Locker}

      According to, like, everyone, my face has been pretty expressionless for the whole school day. But my emotions are going crazy inside! And seeing Soarin' with... with Trixie, of all people, made it worse. Then I just shut down. I don't care anymore. About anything. I want it all to end. I look at Soarin's shocked face. Then I look at Trixie, who's wearing the same dress I was wearing at my house party, but in a different color with glitter. I'm tired of her copying me. At least Scootaloo copies me 'cause she loves me. Trixie's copying me to get to Soarin'. I look back at Soarin', fuming inside.

"Well, 'Fuck you' too, Soarin'," I say flatly, "Or is it because I wouldn't fuck you that you did this?"

"DASHIE, WAIT!," Soarin' yells out.

      I walk away backwards with my middle fingers stretched out in front of me, headed towards the girls' bathroom. As I reach the bathroom, I start to cry. I walk into the bathroom, close the door, lean against it, and slide to the tiled floor with my face in my shaking hands. I take off my hoodie 'cause it's warm in here. I place it on my left side. Something silver catches my eye. I pick it up.

"Oh, look," I say softly, twirling the razor between my long fingers, "It's my old friend, the razor."

      The razor must have fallen out of my pocket as I pulled the hoodie off. I stand up and walk to the sinks. I look at my bored reflection. Pretty face? Check. Rainbow-colored hair that's wild and does whatever the hell it wants? Check. Sad expression? Crazy, raging emotions? Suicidal thoughts? Check, check, and check. That's me in a nutshell (at least it's me at this moment). I start to cut my right wrist, tears running down my face. I watch the blood run to the floor, like I've done so many times. It's pretty much routine. But what started out as me wanting to cut myself turns into me wanting to kill myself. No more bullying, no more cheating boyfriends, no more pain. Period. I gasp as I cut both of my wrists deeper than usual. More blood rushes to the floor. I don't care. I feel stuff starting to fade. My reflection is blurry now. I feel better. I can't see anything anymore. I fall to the floor. I faintly hear footsteps. Heels? I hear a posh voice:

"Oh my... How long has she been in there? I hope she's all right."

      It sounds like... Rarity... I hear the door open. The last thing I hear before blacking out is a loud, piercing scream:

"DAAAASHIIIIEEEE!"

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||Rarity's POV: The Worst Possible Thing (I'm serious this time!)||

{4:08pm, The Girls' Bathroom On The 3rd Floor}

      I-I-I... Th-there's b-blood everywhere and it belongs to D-Dashie! I hear Pinkie ask,

"Rare? What's -?"

      I look at Pinkie's shocked face and watch as she sinks to her knees, staring at Rainbow Dash's unconscious body. Pinkie starts sobbing, saying,

"Why didn't I see this? Why didn't I get a vision of this?! I COULD'VE STOPPED IT! W-WHY?! SOMETHING'S WRONG WITH ME!"

"N-nothing's wrong with you, darling," I say, trying to make her feel better (but I'm not feeling any better than she is).

      Applejack runs in. Oh no. She was closer to Dashie than we were. The look on her face makes me sob harder. I've never ever seen her look so pale! Speaking of pale, Dashie's skin is paler than usual too. Behind me, Twilight is talking on her cell phone, tears running down her cheeks.

"Hello?," Twilight says, her shaking hands struggling to hold her phone, "U-um, we need an ambulance at C-Canterlot H-High! My best friend just tried to commit suicide!"

      Twilight starts crying harder and Fluttershy is sobbing into my purple sweater. Soarin' and the rest of the guys rush towards us, shocked expressions taking over their confused ones as they stare at Dashie's body. Twilight looked like she wanted to kill Soarin' until she read his mind at his request and found out he was just Trixie's victim. He never kissed Trixie willingly. Trixie is his own personal stalker, so to speak.

"NO!," Soarin' yells out sadly, tears rolling down his face.

"Oh my God," Cheese says sadly as he tries to get Pinkie to stop blaming herself.

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[Time Passes]

{4:18pm, Still In The 3rd Floor Bathroom}

      The paramedics have arrived and one of them rushes to Dashie's side. She has magic, apparently, because she uses magic to clear the blood up. I wish I had thought to do that. Strangely, no blood was coming out of Dashie anymore. Maybe the paramedic is using her magic to heal her?

"Please save her," Twilight tells the woman.

"I will," the female paramedic says to us kindly, smiling and checking for Dashie's pulse, "Oh my God. SHE'S GOT A PULSE!"

      The woman smiles at us as more paramedics rush in. The rest of us smile. Soarin' sighs, relieved. What is Dashie gonna do when he tries to explain himself? I watch with hope as the paramedics gently place Dashie on a gurney.

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[Time Passes]

||Rainbow Dash's POV: I'm Not Dead?||

{6:30pm, Canterlot Hospital, Room 408}

      I hear some annoying beeps. Either heaven has machines or I'm in a hospital... again. Wait. I'm not dead? Great. I guess that's a good thing; I have friends who care about me. I just moan as I move a little. Pain shoots up from my wrists. Owwie. Now I regret cutting my wrists. I open my eyes slowly. Ugh. Hospital rooms are so boring!

"DASHIE?!," a voice says happily.

      I didn't even realize my friends were sharing the bed with me. Pinkie is looking up at me, a huge grin on her face. Twilight wakes up.

"Huh?," Twilight asks Pinkie.

"Look!," Pinkie replies, pointing at me, "Dashies awake!"

"What?," Twilight asks, shaking Fluttershy and Applejack, "Hey guys!"

"What?," Applejack asks, and then she looks at me, saying, "Oh my god. Dash!"

"Wow," Fluttershy says, smiling at me.

      I want to wave at them, but I feel weak. So I croak out,

"Hey, guys."

"Dash, don't you ever do that to us again!," Twilight says, nearly crying.

"You scared us!," Rarity says, "I saw you l-laying there..."

      I look at her sadly as she starts to cry. So it was Rarity I heard. Sorry you had to see that, Rare. I hate looking weak in front of people, but this is my weakest. My lowest. For once, everyone got to see that I had suicidal thoughts.

"Dashie?," I hear a familiar voice ask.

      It used to be a voice I loved, a voice that made me feel safe. But now, I hate it. I angrily ask my friends,

"What the hell is he doing here?!"

"Dashie," Twilight says, smiling, "Trixie kissed him and he tried to get away. I saw the truth in his mind."

"Dashie," Soarin' says softly, sitting close to me, "I'd never hurt you. Trixie's pissed off that I came running to you. I'll always run to you."

"Awww!," my sappy friends say as I smile, rolling my eyes.

"You, Partner, are like applesauce," Applejack tells Soarin', smirking, "Mushy as hell."

      We laugh and Soarin' hugs me. I think I'll just stick to my own magical telepathy (don't ask - had it forever, but it's weaker than Egghead's) from now on. Then I can find out for myself if my boyfriend's telling the truth or not.

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(A/N) So... That chappy took forever, but it was worth the time I spent typing it (to me, at least). I hope you enjoyed it! ^^

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More Stuff You Need To Know:

1. Due to another spontaneous idea for an MLP fanfic, "MLP: My Little Human" won't be updated as often as usual - I'll be typing the other fanfic too. :)

2. Future chappies of "MLP: My Little Human" may include more sexual themes (you'll be warned), but don't you DARE call it a clop fic! That's gross! Look up "clop" and then come back to me ('cause after a recent convo, it's clear the person doesn't get the difference between "sexual themes in a fanfic" and a "clopfic"). :(

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Until next time, my Rainbows! ^^