Okar Rarijack is my OTP like seriously! I've had this idea for a while but never got round to writing it! I hope you enjoy!
AppleJack's POV
I sat on the floor, leaning against the row of lockers. My hat slid down my head slightly, so I simply pushed it up with my finger and continued to doodle. Those past few weeks I had become fond of the sketchy style of doodling and how simple it was. At the top of the page I had drawn a large banner that said "Sweet Apple Acres" and then I drew myself, standing proud with many apple trees behind me. I'd always dreamed of owning my own apple business. But for now I'm stuck on the family farm and I ain't got a problem with that. Anyway, I was disturbed by the loud clacking of heels. I glanced up to see the most popular girl, Rarity, strutting through the hallway. Everyone seemed to stop and stare whenever she was around. I don't blame them, she was stunning. Her hair always fell into perfect ringlets and her eyes could melt a thousand hearts. But I was too concerntrated on my book to give a second glance and so I looked back down and tried to ignore her obnoxious giggle and her usual "Oh you" phrase. I was then rudely interupted by someone grabbing my hat and yanking it off my head. "Hey!" I shouted, trying to get it back. I then noticed that it was Rarity. "You know, sitting on the floor is very unsanitary" She said "You should really find a proper seat, were you raised in a barn or something?" She laughed, knowing perfectly well that I had spent pretty much my whole life on a farm. I stood up and grabbed my hat back "For your information, I was infact raised on a barn and you know that!" I snapped back "And what if I want to sit on the floor? There's no rules against it!" Rarity glared at me and then sauntered off, her heels clacking once again. I sighed and put my hat back on. That girl was always going on at me. I never really cared what she said though. I picked up my bag and walked off since lessons would be starting in about 5 minutes.
