The successivo giorno at school, as Silver Tune and Snow Flake walked up the stairs to their lockers, everypony was staring at them. Some laughed, and others gasped.
Snow Flake: Ignore them. C'mon Tunes, lets go see if the new mare is here.
ST: *nods* Okay... Wait.
Snow Flake: What?
ST: Better not..
Snow Flake: What? Why?
ST: te go. She'll probably hate me.
Snow Flake: *rolls eyes* Really?
ST: *nods* I'm serious. I'm suprised te still don't hate me.
Snow Flake: Silver Tune, 'Hate' is a very strong word.
ST: I know.. I'm sorry..
Snow Flake: Don't be.
Silver Tune suddenly saw a brown mare walking down the stairs....
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