Chapter 1

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•why hello there. Here's another book of mine.This one's a love story, I guess, and a sad one, possibly . Well, it won't be as good as Tfios, but I've tried. I want to thank you if you're reading this, and I hope you like the book. Here's the first chapter, and I'll be looking forward to publish the next one. That pic is kinda representing Isabelle and Black Thorn, aka Rose, while the cover is Isabelle (Anna Popplewell) Cx love y'all, enjoy!•

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"Faster!!"

Oh, hi. God, what a start. Don't get the wrong idea, that was my instructor.

Okay wait,this must be confusing, let's stop the tape and rewind.

I'm Isabelle Grey, and I'm 16. I live happily in England, I have two best friends, Anna and Elena, and the best boyfriend one could ever wish for. His name is Evan, black hair and hazel eyes. They're weird, but beautiful, green, brown and golden eyes, so he's basically the hottest thing on the earth. He goes horse riding with me since two years, but I've started when I was six years old. Oh, yeah, I have black hair too, which I hate, and I've always wanted to dye it in red or turquoise, and grayish eyes. People always tell me my eyes are beautiful, but I don't agree. They're kinda grey/blue, but in my opinion they look bad on me. What else...? Oh, I love reading and horse riding, and I've got my own horse. She's called Black Thorn, but I always call her Rose. She's a Fresian, and she was born exactly 4 years ago, when I was 12, and I chose her name, inspired to her black fur. Since then we became basically best friends, and this year I've been training her. She trusts me, but she won't let anyone else ride her for now.

That's what I was doing right now. I was trying to make her do some canter for the first time, and she's not taking it well. Even though I said she loves me, that doesn't mean she loves what I make her do. She's been kicking and jumping for the past fifteen minutes, but I finally made her gallop, even if she's slow.

Now let's play the tape again.

I huff at my instructor, which by the way is called Nicky, and kick Rose, who gives a little sideway kick. After a round of weird gallop, I stop her and pat her shoulder. She's panting, and very sweaty. I hug her neck and she raises her head giving me a "neigh". I'm actually proud of her, she's done big progresses today.

"Good job. This is it for today!" Nicky nods at me, and I jump off Rose.

I stroke her and put the reins back on her neck. I give her a sugar cube and she follows me back to the stables. Once we reach them, I take her saddle and bridle off and quickly make her a shower.

"There we go," I say when I'm done, and she rubs her face on my shoulder "hey!" I laugh, and lead her back in the stable.

"See you tomorrow" I say, and kiss her on her furry nose. Then she turns around and I close her box.

When I turn, I find out that Evan was behind me, and as soon as I turn he grabs me by the hips and kisses me.

"Hey babe" he smirks, and I blush. It always makes me blush when he kisses me in public, especially like this.

"Rose was very good today huh?"

"We can't really say good," I chuckle "for half of the lesson she was trying to kill me."

We laugh together while we head over to where I wait for my mom to come and pick me up. I don't really have the best relationship with my parents, but at least they're not divorced or anything.

My dad works in the military forces, and he travels a lot for work. He came back from Iraq yesterday evening, but I still have to see him.

I spot mom's small car, a red Mini, coming towards us.

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