Forgot to paste this part. This happened between 30 and 31
 
>Amber pokes you awake
>You open your eyes and see that you have fallen horizontal on the couch
>Amber must've gotten up while you were sleeping
"W-what time is it?"
>She looks at the clock on the wall
>"Umm...Around five"
>FIVE!
>You only have an hour to get ready!
>Better get moving
>Wanna look cute for Pennant
>You jump off the couch and trot to the bathroom
>You grab a towel on the way in and shut the door
>The water from the shower starts running due to a flick of your magic
>You jump into the boiling hot water
"HOLY SHIT!"
>The water burns your skin
"FUCK FUCK FUCK"
>As fast a Rainbow Dash, you leap out of the boiling water
>"Maple? You okay in there?"
>Amber calls out from behind the door
>While readjusting the temperature you yell to her
"CAN YOU PLEASE GET ME A SCARF AND A TOQUE?"
>A second passes
"AMBER?"
>She speaks up again
>"Yeah, I got it...What colors?"
>Hm...What colors?
"Uh, get me a red and white toque, and a black scarf"
>"Sure"
>You hear her walk to your room
>The water should be better now
>You hop back into the shower
>Ahh
>The right temperature
>Hot enough to keep you comfortable
>Cold enough to wake you up
>Just like in High School
>You shampoo your hair with a new bottle
>You soap down your coat
>Should you wear perfume?
>Perfume is cute right?
>Maybe just a dab to smell nice
>Do you even own perfume?
>You'll just check your closet
>You quickly and efficiently take your shower
>Making sure your coat is clean and spotless
>You walk out of the tub and levitate the towel towards you
>Drying yourself off takes some work
>It's not easy drying down a whole coat of hair
>But finally, you walk out of the shower
>A clean new mare
"Amber?"
>She emerges from the kitchen
>"What's up?"
"Can you please tell me the time"
>She just stares at you
>"Maple, it's literally been 3 minutes...Chill out"
>You do have some time
>But you feel so nervous
>Like you can't sit down
>Maybe you'll go for a walk before he get's here, to kill some time
>It's cold enough where you wont get sweaty
>You walk to your room and sit on your bed
>This might be one of the most memorable nights of your life
>Perhaps a diary entry is necessary?
>You write in it every so often
>Like what happened with Amber
>Well, pretty much the past week or so
>Maybe in a few years, you can look back on it and reminisce about your early feeling
>You pull out the pink book from under your bed
>With a pencil, you open to the newest page and begin writing
 
'Dear Diary,
Today, I met a stallion at the sports store. Pennant is his name. A nice strong stallion. To my surprise, he started to hit on me! And before I knew it, we have a date! Oh, it's gonna be so fun. He's gonna take me out for dinner! Maybe by me some hot cocoa and take a walk under the stars! I think we're gonna be boyfriend and girl friend! I can't wait for tonight! Also some other good news. Amber found a...partner. She's going out with Rainbow Dash! At least I think...But, despite my past journals, everything seems to be falling into place! See you soon.
~Love Maple Leaf'
 
>Amber always used to mess with you about writing a diary
>She said it was lame
>But you know she has one too
>Under her bed, by her left pillow
>You've read it before
>Not to be destructive
>Just out of curiosity
>But that was a while ago
>You don't even remember what any of it said
>But you you felt like shit about that for a while
>Guilty, even though she didn't know
>You hear knocks on the door
>"Maple? You're cloths are on the ironing board"
>You swing the door open with your magic
>She immediately gets a wing boner and blushes
>She turns her head
>What did you do?
>You look down and notice that you were sitting with your back against the headboard
>Perfectly showing off your mare hood
>You quickly close your legs, covering off any private spots that shouldn't be seen
"Sorry Amber..."
>But, she did get a wing boner because of you
>"I swear...I didn't know and I just saw it and reacted without thinking"
>You hear her mumbling from behind the wall
>Not showering her face
>And her possible erect wings
"It's my fault Amber. I completely forgot"
>"It's fine...Are you...uh...decent?"
"Yeah"
>She comes into your room again
>You see her feathers are slightly standing up
>But her wings are back into their normal position
"Sorry again..."
>She looks back down to your bed
>"Still writing in your wittle diary?"
>Here it is again
"Everyone has one of these Amber. You don't have to be a wuss to have one."
>She rolls her eyes
>She flies over to your bed and sits next to you
>"Well, wanna read me some?"
>Is she serious?
"Uhh, How about no?"
>You levitate the book back under your bed
"You wouldn't read it behind my back...would you?"
>"What do you take me for? A gum flapper?"
>Bitch, what does that even mean
"Whatever. Just please don't read it...Please"
>"Don't worry your head about it. I won't read it. Anyway, I ironed your clothes. I picked you out a nice sweatshirt. It's gonna be chilly tonight"
>Aww, that's so sweet of her
>You get off of the bed and walk out the door
>Amber trailing behind you
>You still have like 45 minutes to kill
"Tell Dash I'm sorry about ditching. I'll make sure I go to the next one"
>She pats you on the side
>"Don't worry about it. She'll understand. She's cool like that"
>That's good
>And Dash pretty much likes you anyway
>You actually didn't know she was even gay
>Of course there were rumors about her
>But those were just rumors
>Amber told you to never listen to rumors
>Especially after the rumors that went around about her
"Awesome. When are you going to Dash's?"
>"I'll probably lock up after you leave and sleep over her house"
>Home alone...
>Again...
>But at least she's happy
>You just hope she doesn't move in with Dash
>Your house is too big for the 3 of you
>And you don't want to live alone
>MAYBE YOU'LL MOVE IN WITH PENNANT
>Like you said
>Everything is falling into place
"Okay. You'll be by for breakfast?"
>"Yeah, after church"
>Church always get's in the way of the fun
'Amber! Wanna go iceskating!'
>'Sorry, I got to help out around the church'
>You're really proud and happy that she volunteers and shit
>But c'mon
>There has to be a limit somewhere