Elle's P.O.V
I was just finishing packing all my things in two big suitcases. One of the smaller suitcases held all 279 horse show ribbons I had won with Solo. All the IEA, VHSA, and A rated were in bubble wrap. Silly, I know.
"I'm going to miss you so much." Ayla's voice cracked.
"I know, I'll miss you even more." I frowned.
"what if I never hear from you again. You'll be living with five sexy rich famous guys." she whined.
"Ayla, I have a phone. And a laptop. It's called social media, hun." I laughed lightly.
She laughed in return and I had gotten to the end of my packing. I sat on my bed and Ayla came over and sat beside me.
"The nurses saw your scars."
My head shot up.
"who. Knows" I said roughly.
"Michelle and the other workers. They don't think the boys know."
"oh." was all I could say.
"ELLEEE!" Michelle's voice called. I gave Ayla one last hug and grabbed my stuff. I was wearing dark wash skinny jeans, my Fox Pointe Farm logo sweatshirt that said, " Equestrian Team" and my grey uggs.
I shimmied my phone out from my pocket and looked at it. 5 new texts from new numbers
"Hello Elle this is Niall." and you can guess the rest.
I sighed, not saving their numbers yet. I don't want to go anyway.
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Whose Adopting Me?!
RandomWhen Elora Jane, Elle, loses all memory in a riding accident, can 5 boys help her gain it back? Even if it means the abuse, tears, and anger memories?
