ON HOLD - Life as a Teenage Equestrian

Chapter 2: Home from School

Hey guys, sorry. I've had like major writers block, but my friend Marie convinced me to write another chapter. So I'll try.

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I opened my front door and walked in, latching it behind me. I dropped my backpack on a barstool in the kitchen and headed for the fridge, digging around until I pulled my bowl of cookie dough out. I grabbed a spoon and started eating, enjoying the sugary goodness that is cookie dough. I looked out the window and saw Fiesta watching the house as if she knew I was home. Laughing to myself, I took a few more bites and put my bowl back in the fridge before heading upstairs to change.

I pushed my heavy wooden door open and stepped into my room. White walls with lavander decor jumped out at me. Glancing at my laptop sitting on my desk, I headed into my small walk-in closet. I rifled through my hangers and tossed a red with white trim polo shirt and tan breeches onto my bed. I quickly changed and pulled on a pair of zocks, then slid my paddock boots on. I grabbed my half chaps as I ran out my door and down the stairs.

I was intent on working Fiesta before Allie came over to get me for the party.

I grabbed an apple as I made my way through the kitchen to the back door, and stepped outside. Fiesta whinnied and I laughed. "I'm coming, I'm coming!" I called to her. Man is she impatient.. I thought with a smirk. I slid into the barn entrance and went over to her stall, where she was already waiting. I didn't even see her come in from her attached corral.

"Hey girl.." I murmured as I fed her the apple, clipping a lead rope onto her deep purple halter. Unlatching her stall door, I led her out and clipped her into the cross ties in front of her stall. "Be right back!" I promised, as I disappeared into the tack room. I returned with her purple tack box, full of brushes and rags. "Thank goodness you're not too messy today." I told her as I set to work currying her left side.

After I'd loosened up the dust and little bit of dirt on her I exchanged the curry comb for a soft brush and flicked it over her, getting all the dust off her dapple grey coat. I ran a soft cloth over her before nodding in satisfaction. Dropping the rag back into the box, I slid the hoof pick into my pocket and grabbed the comb. I pulled the comb through her short and straight mane, reminding myself to pull it again before the WEF show. Satisfied, I switched the hoof pick and comb in my pocket and bent by her left hoof, running my hand down her leg to signal her to pick it up. She let it rest in my palm as I picked the dirt and small rocks out, and I gently set it down. I checked her other hooves and picked them, then straightened and picked up the grooming box.

I stepped back into the tack room and put her tack box back, then grabbed her eggbutt bridle, our all-purpose saddle and purple pad and headed back out to tack her up.

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Okay so I know this chapter is kinda boring but I need it. Besides, we should all be cheering that I got a second chapter uploaded!! WOOOOO!!! Okay okay, enough cheering.

So this chapter got finished thanks to Marie wanting to read more, so I've dedicated the chapter to her(:

Anywhos, does anyone notice that I start a lot of sentances with 'I'? Or is it just me....

MOVING ON. Any constructive critisism is welcomed. If you couldn't tell, I'm not really a writer.

Kay. Next chapter will be up idunnowhen. Sorry.

Ericaa