Title:           First story (Lyra)
Author:          Anonymous
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First Edit:      Monday 17th of March 2014 03:04:24 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Monday 17th of March 2014 03:04:24 AM CDT

> You walk up to the bakery near your new house in ponyville.
 
> “The sugar cube corner” you breathe in heavily and the smell of cakes and pastries fills your nose.
 
> You walk through the door as your stomach starts to grumble as though you haven't eaten for a weeks.
 
“ Welcome to the sugar cube corner”
 
> The perky girl at the counter greets you with a wave and large smile.
 
> Her facial expression changes as though she were in deep thought ,and she starts to speak.
 
“You’re new here aren’t you?” she asks.
 
>You are baffled at how she knew that, but its not worth questioning it.
 
> “Yeah, my name’s anon, I moved here a few days ago.”
 
“Nice to meet ya' anon, my name is Pinkamena Pie, but my friends call me pinkie.”
 
>She seems nice; maybe you’ll get to know her later.
 
“So what would you like to eat anon?”
 
>You carefully eye the pastries, taking note of what looks good.
 
>“ Ill have a cupcake.”
 
“Is that all?”
 
>You nod, and hand her a few dollars.  
 
> While waiting you sit down on the edge of a booth. The sun warmed leather seat feels so relaxing.
 
> You take a deep breath in, and the smell of the bakery attacks your nose. It smells like cake batter and vanilla.  
 
> You hear pinkie call your name as she walks up to the counter with a fresh cupcake.
 
“here you go anon, enjoy”
 
> You take your cupcake and sit down of the comfy cushion of the booth.
 
> You notice a cute girl walk in, she has amber eyes, beautiful hair, and a messenger bag with a lyre on it.
 
> You give her a warm smile. She smiles back, and orders a small blue and pink cake.
 
> Her cake comes out and she walks over.
 
 “ Do you mind if I sit here?”
 
> “ No, go ahead”
 
“ Thanks… uhh”
 
> “Its anon, what’s your name?”
 
“ I'm Lyra, nice to meet you anon.”
 
> You tell a joke and she busts up laughing.
 
“Anon you’re hilarious!”
 
>Her laugh is the cutest thing ever. Your heart starts racing, and you get this feeling. It feels like this moment is going to last forever… and you want it to.
 
> The sun starts setting, casting a beautiful orange red glow over all of Ponyville.
 
“It’s getting late, I have to go pretty soon.”
 
>There’s a war going on in your mind. Should you make the move or not?
 
 >“ Hey Lyra, do you want to come over? I got a bunch of old horror movies, and I don’t have anyone to watch them with.”
 
> Holy shit, you could feel each cold bead of sweat drip down your back.
 
“ Well I can't tonight, but how about you wait to watch those movies and we watch them this Friday.”
 
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> “ Alright sounds good.”
 
“ Hey pinkie, you got a marker?”
 
> Pinkie tosses her a sharpie
 
> She grabs your hand, and writes her phone number.
 
“ Call me later anon.“
 
>“ Alright” you say in disbelief of what happened.
 
> She winks right before she gets up.
 
> She walks out of the bakery with a bounce in her step.
 
> You notice the way her hips sway as she walks. She has perfect curves. She isn’t too big, nor is she too small.
 
> Friday comes along and you're excited.
 
> you had tonight all planned out. First you would pick her up, play it off like you forgot to get dinner for yourself, and ask if she wants some. She’ll say yes, and you’ll go get food, then head home and pop in the first movie.
 
> you step out the door, and feel the icy crisp air hit your arms. It smells like fall leaves with a hint of petrichor.
 
> you walk up to the car, and open the door.
 
> As you get in you realize its messy in your car so you clean up a little.
 
> Its almost sunset so you drive a little faster.
 
> you get to lyras house right on time.
 
> she opens the door, and you are speechless.
 
> her perfectly styled hair, dyed some shade of green with a white highlight . Her grey pants hugging each inch of skin it can, and her white tank top under a mint green hoodie zipped up just past her breasts. Her golden yellow eyes and peach skin with a hint of blushing in her cheeks shining in the glistening orange red sunset.
 
> you start to get nervous, and you   stammer a little bit.
 
> “h-hey lyra, ready to go?”
 
“yeah, lets go”
 
>“ you look nice tonight” there is much more you want to say, but you hold it back.
 
“ thanks anon, you look great too”
 
>you unlock the car, and the both of you get in.
 
> you start to drive, taking the longest route the GPS had to offer.
 
“hey anon, I didn’t eat dinner, would it be ok  if we got some takeout or something? Ill pay”
 
>this couldn’t be any better. She is helping make your plan easier.
 
> “I didn’t eat either, where do you want to eat? Ill pay.”
 
“how about Mexican food?”
 
>“ sure, that sounds great”
 
> she recommends a taquería that’s only a short drive away.
 
> as you enter the taquería  you notice lyra scooting closer and closer to you in the line.
 
> its like your hands are magnets, slowly wanting to pull closer until they lock together.
 
>you order your food, and sit down.
 
“so anon, are you… single?”
 
>“ oh, well yeah” you let out an awkward laugh, and try to act normal. “ but i'm looking for a girlfriend”
 
“my last boyfriend was a dick, he didn’t even remember my birthday”
 
>”what an ass”
 
>you continue to talk with her until the food is done.
 
> you grab the food, and head towards the door.
 
>you both get into the car, and she seems a little nervous.
 
>youre halfway home when she gasps.
 
“oh my god”
 
>”what? What happened?
 
“we forgot drinks anon!”
 
> “ok, well what do you want to drink? A soda?”
 
“ How about a beer? “
 
> God damn, she’s better than you expected.
 
>" sure”
 
> You turn the corner swiftly and head to the store.
 
> You grab the second cheapest beer you could find and leave to the car.
 
> She gets antsy as you get closer to your house.
 
> You pull up to your house and she runs to the door like a child after a roadtrip.
 
“I'll grab the drinks, you grab the food.”
 
> You grab the food and  unlock the door.
 
“ Wow anon, this is a nice house”
 
> You unpack the food, and start to get hungry.
 
“ Hey anon, where do you keep the blankets?”
 
>” In the closet on the left”
 
> She walks out with a few blankets and sets them on the couch.
 
“ Anon come on, im starting the movie.”
 
> You walk into the living room to see that she took her hoodie off.
 
> "Alright, let's get this started"
 
> You start the movie, and over time you both make a few comments.
 
> You notice she is getting buzzed.
 
> Wow, she's a lightweight.
 
"Hey Anon, is it ok if I sit closer? I'm kind of getting scared."
 
> You knew she wasn't really scared. She was drunk and trying to flirt.
 
> The movie ends, and she's starting to slur her words.
 
"Hey Anon, can I tell ya sumthin'?"
 
> " Sure Lyra, you can tell me anything"
 
> she leans closer, and you could smell the cheap beer on her breath. It was a light smell, like hops and barley.
 
"I love you"
 
> She goes in for a kiss, and you comply with her actions.
 
> For a second you are in complete bliss. Her lips meeting yours. The taste of beer and her mint Chapstick lingering in your mouth.
 
> She starts to scoot closer, and you both change position.
 
> You both lay on the couch, spooning.
 
> You never really noticed it, but she smells amazing. Like a light and sweet mint, but with a hint of pine needles.
 
"I'm gettin tired anon"
 
>" Would you like me to take you home after this?"
 
"We're both drunk, can I stay here?"
 
>" Sure Lyra"
 
> The Calming blue glow from the T.V. Screen lulls you both to sleep, and you are happy.
 
"Wake up Anon, I made breakfast."
 
> You walk into the kitchen, and are amazed. She made a great breakfast while still a little hungover.
 
> "so does this mean we're dating?"
 
"Only if you want to"
 
> "definitely"
 
> You walk over and give her a kiss on the cheek, and sit down to eat.
 
The End