Rosen Cake

It was spring in Ponyville now. The warm sun warmed your skin, and a light breeze with the aroma of blooming apple trees, tulips and daffodils blew your mane. You slowly went about your business, enjoying the peaceful environment around you. But suddenly... Rosen Cake runs as fast as she can down a quiet Ponyville street, kicking up large and swirling clouds of dust behind her. A short filly swept past you, hitting you with her shoulder, causing your bag to fall and your papers to pieces. The unicorn stopped, coming up to you, with her ears tucked in with a guilty look.

-... I'm sorry, I didn't notice you. With the help of her magic, she began to collect your papers in a bag, and then smiled at you and gave the bag to you. Even though the one in front of you was already a teenager, she still hadn't found her cutie mark.