"Dash!" someone shakes me
"wake up!"

I groan and went back to my sleep. No doubt this is Soarin, again. It's the 4th time he wakes me up from my slumber. I should kill him now. I mean, he always stirs me away from my slumber. Why didn't I kill him? Why didn't I get my revenge? I was planning on blackmailing him, but...that would be kind of stupid considering he doesn't care and he knows that I can't do it.

Oh Lordy, please help me.

Seriously, aside from Rarity, I think he's the most annoying asshole I met. If you agree with me, then we can get along just fine. I can only get along with someone cool enough. But no one's cooler than me.

"Dash!"

I groan again and took my phone to look at the time. 11:45pm. I am gonna castrate him. I have the urge to punch this infuriating jerkhole but I'm in a plane. I clench my jaw and hit my head on the window. I wince from the pain and my hands rises up to massage my temples. I turn to Soarin and give him a piercing glare. He smirks at me, like he won an awards to annoy the hell out of me. Again. I can make out the hot figure in front of me, seeing it's the face of the notorious player. It's pretty dark here in the plane. The only light here is the moon illuminating the room.

"What the heck do you want?" I snap. "Do you even know what the time is?"

"Keep it down, will you?"

"answer my question"

"I can't sleep" he sighs. My glare hardens and I clench my fists. He woke me up for this?! Seriously, why can't he bother the slut? Hmm, I wonder what reaction is he gonna give Soarin after the Pie.

"What does that have to do with me?"

"Well, help me get to sleep"

"Sorry" I smirk "don't wanna waste my time on you"

I close my eyes again but I don't feel like sleeping anymore. I groan in frustration. This is all Soarin's fault. I would be pissed if the plane lands on the morning. Cause I'll get jet lag. If I didn't get any sleep, I might kill someone.😉

"I can't sleep too," I whine and glare at him, "and it's all your fault."

"I need sleep, Dash. Please make me sleep" he gives me those sad puppy eyes that I can't resist. After all, he's irresistible.

Shh, don't tell him I said that.

"Let me sleep first"

"After you let me sleep"

"What should I do?"

"Sing me a lullaby?" he smiles genuinely at me and I roll my eyes.

"How old are you? Five?"

"Please?"

"Fine" I sigh. Hmm, think, think, think. Got it!

"Twinkle twinkle little star,
I want to hit you with a car,
Throw you off a cliff so high,
I hope you break your neck and die"

I smirk, My genius lullaby will help him sleep. Sarcasm bitches.

"That's not how you sing it!" he protests.

"Hey! That helps Scootaloo sleep" I frown. I'm lying.

"Scootaloo doesn't need lullabies."

"Uh, yes she does" I roll my eyes.

"You're so irrational"

Why do people think I'm irrational? I talk much sense than them! No? Fuck you.

"Oh I know, I'll tell you a story" he smiles and I roll my eyes.

"How old are you Mr. Skies?"

"I'm 16, thank you for asking" he smirks and turns to me "how old are you?"

"16"

I think these passengers are heavily sleeping, considering they don't hear something. I looked at the window and see the stars. You know, I don't thinks stars are good. The blue one's hot and red is cold.
A thought appears on my mind. I should ask Soarin about this.

"Where did you came from?" I raise a brow.

"I'm from New York, didn't you know?"

"If I did know, would I ask you?" I roll my eyes "Why did you transfer to Canterlot?"

"Fans won't mob me around"

"Ohh" I sigh "Sorry for asking this but, Are you liking anybody n Canterlot?"

"Yeah, Uhmm-sh-she's a girl"

"Of course it's a girl... And who is that girl...? Is she taken?"

"No"

"Well ask her out! Any girl is dying to be asked by you"

Don't get me wrong, even it's dark in here I can see him blush in a tinge of pink. He shuffles his feet awkwardly a turns his head to loose eye contact with me. Wow, never seen Soarin (very)embarrassed before.

It's not like the girl's very important to him, or is she!? A pang of jealousy hits me again. Hmm, maybe this is the feeling when girls see me flirting with him.

"Y-you like that girl?"

"Y-yeah" He blushes again.

"You haven't told me about her yet"

"I didn't?" I shake my head and he hesitates "Well, she's amazing, pretty and cool too. She doesn't care about her looks and she's very simple too."

I'm starting to feel like I wanna kill this girl for catching Soarin's attention.

"She always brags about herself and doesn't like losing. She's sporty and doesn't like sappy things.
She always wins and she's also awesome"

Hmmm, I think she's familiar. Nah!

"That girl's really lucky."

"What?"

"I mean, cause your rich and popular"

"Yeah, but I don't want a girl who wants my fame, and I also don't want to be a trophy boyfriend"

"I'm sure the girl doesn't like it too"

"Goodnight bitch" he laughs

"Goodnight idiot" I smirk

He smirks back at me and I roll my eyes at him as he turns his back to me. Who is that girl? No one's more awesome than me. No girl is awesome in Canterlot high than me. Call me oblivious, but I don't really know who she is.

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