Charlie Sonner Imagines

the riding contest

"Y/N!? Y/N!?" my horse trainer hollered "WHERE ARE YOU Y/N?!" 

"i'm here!" i called back from a dusty, rickety, ramshackle, musty, dirty, shattered, messy, horse sharty, old, tiny, miniscule stable. 

i heard the sound of footsteps and the door opened but fell off it's hinges because my fishy horse constantly chewed at it. 

"Y/N you really need to fix your stable" miriam roberts (my horse trainer) said

"i'm too poor i can't afford it" i replied shyly 

"uh yes i've noticed" miriam remarked "we notice that all your equipment is covered in sharts and taped together"

i looked down at my sharty boots and said nothing 

"anyway" she continued "i wanted to enter you in a jumping competition! doesn't that sound like fun?!" she exclaimed with a fake smile. 

"wait, you mean the one against Peng Boys United UK?!" i asked 

"yes!" miriam exclaimed

"ok i'll do it!" i agreed because i only wanted to see charlie j sonner 

she stumbled out of my tiny, ramshackle stable and i settled down for the night, creating a makeshift bed in my horse's sharts. you see i'm too poor to afford a house so i live with my horse. i settled my head down on my horse's stomach but he lurched upwards and threw me off. i curled up and slept. 

i was awoken to the sound of miriam's voice and another one i've never heard before. they were talking in low, quiet voices. most of their conversation was inaudible but i managed to catch some parts 

"she's so embarrassing for our stable!"

"honestly, i don't know why you haven't kicked her out yet, i mean look at that stable!" 

"i'm hoping one of the other horse jumping teams decides to take her in the competition next week. she is a great rider you know!" 

"good idea!" 

they were probably talking about mabel, she was very embarrassing. 

there was a thundering knock at my tiny, broken stable door. i got up and flung the door open, accidentally breaking it off. there stood a humungous woman wearing flowery dress and scooby doo horse riding boots.  

"This is rebecca, your new riding coach. she's here to prepare you for the competition!"

"oh" i sighed. i couldn't help but wonder how she got her obese body on a horse. 

she held out her chubby hand and i shook it.