(3rd person POV)

Twilight Sparkle's eyelids open slowly as she gets up from her cozy bed. Only wishing to go back to a deep sleep. If there weren't any school that day, she would. Twilight looks around. This is her room. A bedroom full of scienc-y posters, theories and post it notes that are infesting the walls. The paint color is black, representing the darkness of outer space. Little dots of white are supposed to represent the stars. There are no planets present. Twilight approaches to her vanity mirror. Her reflection shows a girl with a purple and rose bed-head. She is wearing a haut, retour au début that has an image of the constellation, Ursa Minor, and says: Ursa.

"Ugh, I look a mess. Better get ready." Twilight says lazily as she goes into her closet, rummaging through it to find an outfit suitable for her first jour of high school.

A blinding white light appears from the window and disappears in a flash. Twilight comes out of the closet with an outfit already picked out.

After a few minutes of changing out of her sleepwear, Twilight is done getting dressed. She's wearing a dark purple tank haut, retour au début over a long sleeve magenta shirt, a lilas jupe with blue leggings under it. Her shoes are the classic black flats. Twilight's hair is neatly combed unlike the bed-head do she had on ten minutes before.

She walks over to her bed-side table, tableau and snatches her many-shades-of-purple messenger bag.

Twilight runs down the stairs in her house and ends up in her kitchen, grabbing a packet of Poptarts. Eating them quickly and without toasting them.

"Twilight is that you?" Twilight hears her mother say calmly as she enters.

Her mother looks just like she did when she was a mare. lilas and white hair, and white skin. She has a tan peignoir, robe on which means she had just woken up.

"Are toi going to school, dear?"
"Yes."

And with that, Twilight heads for the door and arrives outside. Her neighborhood is like any other. Only it looks plus urban than city.

She waits patiently for the bus, taking out a book on Starswirl the Bearded in human form.

"Twilight! Twilight Sparkle!" Her friend Renee {Reh-nay} hollers from across the street. She crosses and hugs Twilight. Renee still looks the same as yesterday. arc en ciel dyed hair in a ponytail, blue tank haut, retour au début and denim shorts. Along with her sports shoes. Twilight, looking creeped out, clears her throat.

"Hey arc en ciel Dash! It's good to see you!"

Renee looks at Twilight like she had no idea what her purple haired friend had just said.

"Who's arc en ciel Dash?"

Twilight Sparkle raises an eyebrow in a questioning way. How could arc en ciel Dash forget her name? They talked about it yesterday when Twilight and Rarity went to visit her.

"You-you don't remember?"
"Remember what?"

Twilight is shocked. She just eyes her friend as Renee pops a strip of gum in her mouth.

"You don't remember that we were ponies who lived in Equestria? Ruled par Princess Celestia and Princess Luna? Ring a bell, Renee?!"

Renee only looks at Twilight, confused. It's true that she can't remember because she didn't have the memory in her at all.

Twilight thought back when she was in her closet, going through piles of shirts and pants. The light that had appeared outside must have been some kind of signal that turned the ponies' minds into the mind of teenage girl!

But how come Twilight wasn't affected? Twilight should have been like one of them but she isn't. She remembers everything. From, being a poney to learning the magic of friendship while living in Ponyville. She has to get to the bottom of this. And soon, so she can find a way to go back.