Title: True Aim - Country Boy ANon Author: FingerbangingMLP Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/AJfj0NvB First Edit: Sunday 20th of November 2016 02:38:26 AM CDT Last Edit: Sunday 20th of November 2016 02:38:26 AM CDT *Brrrring* >Finally it's lunchtime. >You walk out of your 4th period Trigonometry class >It's apparent that you should not of taken the class. >You don't know how to do shit in there >And the teacher always seems to always load a shitload of homework onto all of her students >Every single day. >You walk to your locker, weaving through the crowd of students in the hallway. >You toss your books into the bottom of it, and close it. >Time for food >You head over to the cafeteria >Wonder what's for lunch today? >It will be pretty good regardless. >Mac's grandma makes some good food >Even when it the school lunch. >Plus it also helps that the apple family and yours are good friends. >You walk through the cafeteria doors, and get in line for food. >It doesn't take long before your face to face with Granny Smith "Hello Granny Smith. How are you doing today?" >You hold out your tray, and she gives you a cheeseburger, and a lot more fries than the other students get >"Pretty good sonny. I got mah new hearin aids today, and I can hear just like ah used ta." "Well thats great Granny Smith. I hope you have a nice day today." >She thanks you, and you go to the cashier to pay for your lunch. >You give her the exact amount, and go sit down. >Now you need to wait for your friends to show up. >All of them go to vo-tech, so they won't be there for another good 10 minutes. >You begin eating your lunch, checking your phone in the process. >You get a text from your dad saying that the person who tends to the horses quit today. "Dammit" >Looks like you need to find someone to fill the open spot. >At least on the plus side it wasn't one of the people who helped milked the cows. >You'll just have to pick up some of the slack until your able to get someone to fill the position. >You finish off you lunch, and go dump it. >As you walk back to your table an unfamiliar girl walks past you.   >She has red and yellow hair, and a cute face. >She smiles at you as she passes by you. >You smile back in response. >You sit back down at your table, and pull up a farm equipment website on your phone. >In your peripheral vision you see some red and yellow hair walk over to a table, and sit down. >You're kinda curious to find out who that girl is. >You look over towards the table she sat down at. >There are some familiar faces siting there. >It's Applejack, and her friends. >They are all juniors whilst you are a senior like Big Mac. >You connect the dots, and guess the unknown girl is also one of AJ's friends. >Applejack notices you looking over, and she waves. >You wave back. >You go back to looking at your phone. >A couple of moments later the sound of a tray landing on the table. >Big Mac sits "Hello Mac." >"Likewise Non" >He eats his lunch in relative silence. >You see Bulk Biceps come over, and is about to sit down until a random girl waves him over to sit with her. >"Sorry guys I gotta go sit with some of my lady friends." "Ditchin us for some girls are ya?" >He smirks >"Yeah because at least I can get girls to like me" >You know he was joking around >But damn >Right in your insecurities >You shrug it off for the time being >He walks to the girl that was flagging him to her table. >Norman soon sits down in the seat next to Big Mac >You greet each other, and he goes to eating. >Big Mac finishes off his lunch, and speaks up. >"Non I got a favor tah ask ya." "Shoot" >"The old Massey is in tha shop again, and we got nothin to run the mill with. Could ya bring one of yah Deeres over to the farm today." >You laugh. "I guess, if you can handle a John Deere easily doing what your Massey can barely do" >"Watch it Non or ah will have tah smack yah if you keep badmouthin my Massey." >The Masseyfag is getting slightly triggered. "Alright, fine." >You spend the rest of the lunch period shootin the shit with Norman and Mac.   >The bell rings, and the three of you part ways. >Each heading to different parts of the building. >You grab your things from your looker, and head for your next class >Chemistry. >Hopefully we get to blow some more shit up again you think to yourself.