Title:           Gatorbait - Rejecting Sunset
Author:          FingerbangingMLP
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First Edit:      Monday 2nd of June 2014 06:07:27 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Monday 2nd of June 2014 06:07:27 PM CDT

>Just another day at your new school
>Canterlot High
>Ugh
>Sighing, you push your way through the crowd of students and make your way to your locker.
>As you fiddle with your broke ass locker there's a quiet sound from behind you.
>Glancing over your shoulder you spot
>Fuck
>Sunset Shimmer.
>She gives a friendly wave with her fingers and smirks.
>"Hey Anon."
>You grunt and go back to trying to open your locker.
>She's hot, but she's the Queen Bitch around here and you don't want any part of that.
>Just as you manage to get the door open, Sunset leans in.
>She presses her shoulder against the locker and slams it shut in the process, giving you a coy but dangerous smile.
>"I said good morning, aren't you going to say anything back?"
>Sighing, you shrug and shake your head.
"What's up, Sunset?"
>Her smile brightens a little as she stalks around to your other side.
>Like a giant fucking cat, she is.
>Another smirk as she lifts your chin ever so slightly with her index finger.
>"Well, I was thinking that since the Fall Formal is coming up and you're new to the school, you could use a date."
>Please.
>You're not interested in that shit.
>...Okay maybe a little.
>Seeing you consider her offer, Sunset smiles wider.
>"I thought so. Well, here's a once in a lifetime opportunity. You. And. Me."
>She takes great care to emphasize the last three words, inching closer with each utterance until her fingers rest on your chest and her face is a breath away from yours.
>With a coy look in her eyes, she raises her eyebrow.
>"What do you say?"
>The heady scent of her perfume is intoxicating, but after a few seconds you shake it off.
>You open your locker and shrug.
"Yeah, nah, you're a cunt."
>Collecting your books, you slam the door shut and walk away from Stunnedset Shimmer.
>After several seconds, you hear her shout after you.
>"WE'RE NOT DONE YET, DO YOU HEAR ME?"
>You shrug and keep walking.
>So much for the normal school life you'd been hoping for.
 
>Lunchtime
>You manage to avoid the grey glop Ol'Granny was slinging onto everyone's plate
>Thank goodness for the little things
>As you take an uneasy bite into your 100% all-recycled beef burger, you feel someone tap you on the shoulder.
>Out of the corner of your eye you see it's Sunset Shimmer.
>Here we go.
>Without bothering to swallow, you turn your head and grin.
>You make sure to showcase the gristle you bit into.
>Sunset's face falls ever so slightly, but that doesn't stop her from sitting down next to you.
>Fucking cunt, you'll need to step up your game.
>"Listen, Anonymous. I think we may have gotten off on the wrong foot."
>You swallow the food in your mouth, making a show of licking your chops to knock loose anything hanging around and disgust the hell out of her.
>It doesn't work as well as you hoped.
>Leaning in closer, she gives a strained smile.
>"I think that both of us can benefit here. I need a date to the Fall Formal and you can gain some credibility. It's hard being the new kid, believe me I know."
>Placing a hand over the black pit of her heart, Sunset arches her eyebrows and gives you a pleading look.
>"So, let's help each other."
>Cunt or not, she sure knows how to work the puppy dog pout.
>Would it really be that bad?
>A quick glance around the cafeteria confirms that, yes, it would be that bad.
>Everyone and their brother are staring at the two of you.
>Though Sunset's right, you could use some credibility.
>Reaching up, you place a hand on her shoulder and smile.
>The girl smiles up at you, expectant.
"Not a fucking chance."
>You pat her on the cheek twice before getting up and leaving your lunch behind.
>For some reason you've lost your appetite.
>Oh well
>The stares fueling your ego will hold you over until you get home.
>You just hope the bitch gets where you're coming from this time.
>"NOBODY REJECTS ME TWICE, ANON! NOBODY!"
>Fucking drama whores.
 
>The boy’s locker room reeks of B.O. and feet.
>You suppress the urge to gag as you change and head back out onto the gym floor.
>The basketball coach stands in front of the students and nods his head
>"All right, for you slowpokes that are just coming out, we're playing dodgeball today."
>Ah yes, dodgeball.
>The great equalizer.
>You smile a little at the mental image of drilling Sunset Shimmer in the face with an over sized ball
>A man can dream...
>As you stand and chuckle at the thought, you hear a familiar voice call out to you.
>"Anonymous!"
>Your eyes snap open and settle on...
>Vietnam fucking shits, it's Sunset Shimmer
>She gives her usual finger wave and grins.
>"You're on my team!"
>It figures.
>You drag yourself over to her and try to look as sullen as possible.
>The rest of the class shares your pain.
>After splitting up into several teams, the coach pits you against one another in different locations around the gym.
>Sunset gives a few brief orders to the rest of the grunts on her team before turning to you.
>She opens her mouth, but you cut her off.
"Look, I'm not interested in going with you to the Fall Formal. Why can't you get that?"
>The popular priss pouts, pursing her lips into a thin line.
>"Well that's all fine and good Anonymous, I kind of figured that out at lunch."
>Awkward...
"W-well fine then. Glad to hear it."
>Sunset giggles a little and holds out her hand.
>"Let's agree to leave all that behind us and have a good time, okay?"
>You stare at the offered hand for several seconds before nodding and wrapping your own hand around hers, giving it a firm shake.
>She smiles wide, and for a moment you almost feel bad for being so mean to her.
>After all, what had she done to you anyway?
>The coach's whistle tears through the air and you suddenly feel yourself being twisted around.
"Hu-uh? Wait!"
>You shout, even as Sunset flips you around so that you face the oncoming hail of dodge balls.
>One hits you in the face.
 
>Another in the gut.
>And another in the dick.
“Ow…”
>You make an attempt to keel over and die, but Sunset has your arm locked behind your back, forcing you up on your toes as you try to free yourself.
>She gives a small laugh and pats you twice on the cheek with her free hand.
>"Like I said, the two of us should make sure we have fun today."
>"Anonymous! You're out!"
>The coach cries out and you feel Sunset's grip on your arm loosen.
>You crumple to the ground, cradling your bruised... pride.
>The devil woman gives a small grin before catching an incoming ball and hurling it right back into the face of her opponent.
>"See you at the next match, Anonymous."
>With a wave of her fingers Sunset struts away, her long legs on full display before she starts her rampage of revenge.
>Who knew that a girl like her was so proficient at catching, throwing and generally handling balls?
>Before long the match is over.
>Sunset plops down beside you, wiping off her face and neck with a towel before dropping it on your face.
>"Here, clean yourself up a bit. You're a mess."
>Sputtering, you drag the soggy sheet off of you and glare at Sunset.
"You're a bitch, you know that?"
>A long moment passes before she turns to you and smiles.
>"You have no idea."
>Another whistle signifies from the coach and Sunset pulls you to your feet.
>Her hand, despite her prickly exterior, is incredibly soft.
>You have the piece of mind this time to move as far away from Sunset as possible before the whistle is blown again.
>As you hurl back another ball, you see another come flying back towards you.
>No time to move your hands back.
>Shit
>Resigning yourself to getting hit, you sigh and wait for the inevitable
>The sound of rubber of skin rings through the gym.
>But you don't feel the ball hit home.
>Glancing down, you see Sunset's hands positioned in front of your middle.
>She gives you a coy smile.
 
>You're about to say something when she yanks you in front of her again, leaving you face to face with one another this time.
>A ball pings off your back and rockets up towards the ceiling.
>This fucking cunt.
>"Anonymous! You're out!"
>Flinching at the coach's words, you glare down at Sunset and sneer.
"What happened to having fun?"
>Sunset winks and gives you a small shove.
>"I don't know about you, but I am having fun. Aren't you?"
>When you don't respond, she shrugs and sighs.
>"Well that's not my problem. Though, if you wanted to go to the Fall For-"
"Nope."
>You throw your hands up into the air and storm off towards the locker room.
>Coach calls after you.
>"Hey, Anonymous! Where are you going? If you don't stay out here I'm going to have to mark you absent!"
"Go ahead!"
>You shout back, shooting Sunset a look.
>She seems stunned.
>Good.
>You hope she gets hit in the face.
>Anyway, fuck gym.
>It’s stupid.
>As you push your way into the locker room there's another wet ringing sound of rubber on flesh followed by a whistle.
>"Shimmer, you're out!"
>You really hope whoever that was enjoyed that hit.
>Because you sure did.
 
>Last period of the day.
>You find yourself glaring at the clock.
>It's been an eternity since you started staring.
>You're convinced the hands have stopped moving.
>At last, they creak into place and the bell chimes throughout the school.
>Hurriedly jumping to your feet, you cram your stuff into your backpack and make a beeline for the door.
>Just as you step out into the open air, you feel a palm smack your chest.
>It doesn't hurt, but it stings enough to make you grit your teeth.
>Glaring down, you aren't the least bit surprised when you see the green-eyed she-devil staring up at you.
>She doesn't look too happy either, but you couldn't really give a single fuck about that.
"What do you want?"
>Sunset is quiet for a moment before reaching down and taking your hand.
>"I really need to talk to you."
>Nope, not again.
>You pull your hand free of her and shake your head.
"Not a chance. I've already said my piece."
>Stomping her foot, Sunset glares at you.
>"Fine, then at least listen to what I have to say!"
>Despite every nerve in your body telling you to choke this bitch, you cross your arms and raise an eyebrow.
"What's up?"
>Sunset sighs and glances around before scowling and leaning up to whisper in your ear.
>"Look, Flash and I are... not doing so well."
"You broke up."
>Your deadpan doesn't seem to phase her, though she does sneer a little before continuing.
>"Fine. But I need a date, otherwise Snips and Snails are going to be hounding me all night."
>She jerks her thumb in the direction of the Doofus Duo.
>You glance over at them, noting that they seem fully focused on picking lint out of their belly buttons and comparing them against one another.
>Ick.
>Nobody deserves that.
 
>With a tug on your shirt, Sunset draws your attention back to her.
>"It's just for one night. I would..."
>Gritting her teeth, she hisses.
>"Really...appreciate... your help."
>With a heavy sigh, you shrug.
"Sure, fine. Whatever. Can I go home?"
>Sunset's face brightens and she claps her hands together.
>"Oh thank you!"
>She hops up onto her toes and gives you a peck on the cheek.
>"Thank you, thank you, thank you!"
>Hopping down the stairs, she turns to you with a smile and stars in her eyes.
>"It's next Friday, we'll meet here at the school. You won't forget, will you?"
>A shake of your head is enough to send her bouncing over to the Lint Lords.
>Well, that's enough of that.
>You make your way home, but press your hand to your cheek several times over.
>It felt, kind of nice.
>
>
"What the fuck are you niggers doing? Are you fucking blind? Guard the fucking point!"
>You screech into the headset.
>Fucking preteens, can't play shit.
>Sighing, you take a break and sip on your drink.
>Despite your unquenchable rage, there's something nice about playing video games on the weekend.
>Almost, liberating.
>It sure is a good thing you didn't have any plans.
>You smile and mark through the calendar on your wall.
>In big red letters it reads, "Stand up Sunset Shimmer."
>Part of you does feel bad about it, but it's good for her to get used to disappointment.
>It's not like she's going to destroy the school or anything when Twilight Sparkle beats her out for Fall Formal Queen.
>Besides, you've already got a date
>Grabbing another handful of snacks, you return to the lobby and get ready for another game.