I've never seen
a man with so much dimension

*****

Beep beep beep

"I'm up! I'm up!" I shoot up from bed and took a glance on the alarm clock. My face drops as see the time; 9:00 A.M, and I slam my annoying alarm clock off. It probably snoozed all this time. I should've gotten rid of that in the early summer but hey, guess I can't do it now because the summer's going to end soon. What a great day.

I pushed the comforter off me and kicked it until it reached the end of my bed and stood up and walked straight to the mirror. I took a quick look of my reflection before grabbing the hair tie hanging on the edge of the mirror and I quickly tied my hair as I walked towards the bathroom to take a shower.

After taking a quick shower, I quickly put some clothes on and walked over to my bed and grabbed phone that was under my pillow. No new messages. I sighed and threw my phone back on the bed. I guess everyone was offline last night. I used to be MIA all the time, but now my friends have gotten me to check on my phone often, because last Christmas I almost forgot the exchange gift tradition. "Whatever, I'm getting breakfast." I muttered under my breath as I turned my heels and went downstairs.

I walk towards the cabinets. Grabbing the cereal, I also grab a bowl and pour cereal in it. I open the fridge and grab the milk. Pouring it over the cereal, I bring it back to the fridge and close it.

I walked towards the cabinet and opened and, grabbing the cereal and milk. I grabbed the bowl and poured the cereal in with the milk and quickly ate it. I know, my breakfast sucks, mom isn't home so I'm going to deal with this because I can't cook. I threw the now-empty bowl on the sink and went back upstairs. I'll clean the dishes later. Me and Rarity have plans today and I'm going to pick her up because that spoiled brat doesn't know how to drive.

I changed my clothes into ripped jeans and tucked-in white t-shirt. I took my keys of the desk and took my phone off the bed to call Rarity. I tapped the call button and it went to ringing, as I wait for Rarity to answer, I went back downstairs to put on some shoes and went outside the house to start the car.

"Hello?" Rarity answers

"Hey Rarity, I'm picking you up today."

She groans over the line, "Why?"

"Didn't you remember saying yesterday that we'll go to the mall?"

She gasps, "Really!? When did I say that!?"

"Are you kidding me?" I rolled my eyes, "Whatever, you just made me dress up so go get ready because I'm leaving already."

I hang up and press the unlock button on the keys and the car's lights flashes twice, signaling it's unlocked and I swing the door open and I slide in. I pull door close and then turn the keys in the car starts, I then start driving.

I dropped the call and put the keys into the ignition and turned the gear to neutral, my side eye catches the house next door. They don't seem to be doing much this Saturday. I was staring at the door for a while and suddenly panicked when the door opened and spotted a blue hand, and I turned the keys to start the car and pushed the clutch as I drove off to Rarity's house.

******

I entered the huge gates of Rarity's house. It was actually her parent's house, but she has her own apartment in the city. The house is a 10,000 square foot Classical French style house and also kind of Mediterranean. As you enter the gates, the first thing a person will see is a a garden that is on the center of a concrete brick pavement that leads to the house's entrance. While on the outer part of the pavement, is just a field of grass and a few shrubs. 

The house was pleasing to the eye, the architectural concept looks like somewhere I would want to live when I'm 40. It's a house that you will never get tired of looking at because of it's elegance and beauty. The environment around this house is peaceful as well. The walls were painted seashell color, the casement windows were average-sized, and also had clay tile roofs.

I don't know what kind of jobs Rarity's parents have, but Rarity wasn't born with a silver spoon, and she is definitely not spoiled. That's why Rarity pursued fashion designing so she could afford anything she wants, aside the compulsive shopping. Rarity is a compulsive shopper, like one time she bought a grand piano just for our band's practice and brought it to school. 

My mother told me to get a job, but I politely refused. Maybe I would get a job where I would have more freedom, like being a personal trainer or coach or something. 

I pulled over in front of Rarity's house and waited for how many minutes. I can go inside her house, but I visited one time and got tired of walking up and down on the stairs. I got impatient and grabbed my phone sitting on the speedometer and called Rarity. After a few rings, the call went to voicemail and I groaned. After a few seconds, Rarity bursts out the door with disheveled hair. She was holding a black purse on one hand and a pair of black heels.

"I am so sorry, for being late, but you must know it was a Friday last night and I had to babysit Sweetie Belle." She said as she pulled the passenger side's door and sliding in. 

"Yeah, yeah, whatever I just need to get out of my house for a while."

"What happened, darling?"

"I'd rather not talk about it."

"Fine, then don't talk about it."

Yeah, I hate hearing that, I want them to force me to talk when I say I don't want to. After what seemed like minutes, I groaned, turning on the ignition, "Fine, I'll tell you later." 

*****

"So what are you going to tell me?" Rarity said as she eyed me suspiciously while I sipped on my milkshake. 

A part of me wished that I didn't tell Rarity what's up, or at least told her that something was up. A part of me also wanted to stop feeling bothered about this and just tell someone so I can finally forget about it. I can trust Rarity, she gives great advises, I think. She's basically the person anyone can talk to, that's why I lied to her. She didn't really say that we'll hang out today, I just made that up so she can go with me. LOL.

"What?" I placed my milkshake on the table and Rarity glared at me.

"What do you mean what,  just tell me!"

"Tell you what?"

"Don't make me guess things."

"I didn't tell you to guess what's on my mind."

"Well,  I heard from a very credible source that something happened last night," My eyes widen when Rarity said "last night" and continuedly sipped on my milkshake so Rarity won't catch up on my reaction, "and around 11 P.M."

I finally looked at her, and my jaw dropped, "Who is this credible source you are speaking of?"

"Not going to tell you." she smirked.

"I'm going to guess, hmm, Thunderlane."

She smiled cheekily, "How did you know?"

"Just a guess, but it seems like I'm right."

"Well, well, so you're saying that I'm also right?"

"I will neither confirm or deny your statements."

She groaned, "Just tell me, Rainbow Dash, stop playing mind games already!"

I sighed and put my milkshake down, "Okay, so you know that guy who just moved in next door?"

"Uh-huh,"

"Well this guy and Thunderlane and Flash Sentry were laughing last night about shit, I don't care about what they were talking about but they were so loud last night that it woke me up."

Rarity nodded, "So your problem is that they woke you up last night?"

"No, no, I'm over that I'm not the one to hold grudges." 

"So what exactly is your problem?"

"Well, this guy, uh, he just, uh, I don't know!" I dropped my head on the table, "He said something, uh, pretty weird, and it made me feel something that I haven't felt since birth-" I was cut off by Rarity's gasp and I glared at her, "Don't overthink what I said it's as simple as that."

"Pssh, why would I overthink it, it's really as simple as that." She said, emphasizing 'really'.

I rolled my eyes, "Anyways, I don't know what he was implying about, I just don't understand his vocabulary."

Rarity nodded again, "Okay, but I'm not going to tell you what to do, but I do recommend checking up on yourself and observing yourself, that way I can give you an advise what to do about it."

"What!? That's why I'm telling you this because I don't understanding anything!"

"You said it yourself, Rainbow Dash, you don't understand your own feelings, we can't just jump into conclusions."

"Just tell me what you think it is."

"You have a crush on him."

I shoot up from my seat, "WHAT!?" oops, sorry" I said sheepishly, slowly sitting back down as I received weird glances, "I do not have a crush on him!"

"Yes you do."

"I don't!"

"Rainbow Dash stop yelling, God,"

"It's because you think I have crush on him!" I whisper-yelled.

"Hmm," She thought for a while, "though, is he hot?"

I choked on my drink, and grab the water bottle beside me and quickly chugged all of it, I eyed Rarity for a second and said the most obvious answer, 

"No."

She faked cough, and took her slick, thin and no doubt expensive phone out and showed me his pictures. What the fuck, a million results on the web? Hmm, how fast is the internet here? I stared at his photo before a yawn escapes my lips. Well, he is hot. His wavy dark blue hair is sleek as hell, and his eyes are sparkling emeralds. I am not gonna tell Rarity that he's hot. 

A blush forms on my cheeks. Fuck, you do not blush ugh. Don't let Rarity see your fucking blush. I quickly slapped myself and my face cooled down a bit. Finally.

"You do know, that I just saw you blush." I gave Rarity a blank look, "don't give me that look, you know you just blushed."

"There's this makeup called blush." 

Keep lying, Dash.

"Stop lying with me, honey. Obviously you don't wear makeup and I know what a blush from a blush is."

This is why I hate being friends with a fashion designer, model, and a makeup artist.

I let out a heavy sigh, "I'm just gonna lie."

She squealed, "OMG YOU LOVE HIM!" I covered her mouth when I realize she's attracting a lot of attention. People around us were already glaring at us and I turned back to Rarity and also shot her a glare.

"Would you shut the fuck up? I do not like him and I never will." I whisper-shout again, removing my hands off her mouth.

"Blah blah blah," she said as she stood up from her seat, "I'm just gonna think that you love him."

"Rarity," I narrowed my eyes at her and hiss, "I do not."

I stand up from my seat too and followed her out. Warm air greets me as I walk out of the shop. I spotted Rarity texting on her phone. I narrowed my eyes at her, then suddenly heard notifications from our group chat. My jaw dropped as I read the chats.

Rarityyyy: OMG U GUYS DASHIE IS SMITTEN

Apples: Wat

Pinkie Pies: OMFG WHO? WHO?

Rarityyyy: SOARIN FREAKING SKIES AHHH OMFG I SHIP IT

Kill me. Just kill me right now.

Pinkie Pies: SHIP SHIP SHIP

Rarityyyy: OMG YAASSS

"Jesus fucking Christ," I muttered under my breath.

"RARITY!" I shoot an icy glare at her and started to chase her. She laughs and childishly sticks her tongue out and starts running away. "YOU FUCKING BITCH. I DO NOT EVEN LIKE HIM."

"Correction, YOU LOVE HIM!" She clutched on her chest, pretending to be hopelessly in love, "I CAN SEE YOUR FUCKING BABIES!"

"WHAT!? HOW DARE YOU EVEN SPEAK OF THAT!"

I groaned, my feet is still not tired as I let it carry me. I am still chasing Rarity for the past 15 minutes already.

This is gonna be a long day.

*****

Please don't kill me. •-•