Emma's P. O. V:Tonight is the night of the Pony Prom, and I already have my outfit ready.
Today I'm dressed in the same outfit I wore that day when Raven broken out of his stall and met Zoe on the beach.
I was walking to Rosie's stall to get her ready to show Sarah her progress, tack in hand, when I see Pin walking to Raven's stall, Marcus inside grooming the black mustang. I pause as he snaps at Zoe, "I'm not a charity case, alright?!"
Pin whirls away and spots me standing there. He goes to approach me but Zoe runs out after him. "Pin!" She calls, causing him to pause and whirl around.
"Mia told me why you asked me to the dance. You feel sorry for me."
"What? No, no, no, no! It's not like that—"
"Susie heard you, Zoe. Apparently I need to "lighten up,"" Pin says disdainfully.
"Okay. Yeah, I said that—" Zoe is cut off by Pin.
"I don't need you to look down on me!"
"I don't look down on you."
Pin says, "I'm not going to the dance with you. I think I'd rather go with Emma."
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