The Riders Academy

The next day, I went out into town. Since this is a horse school, we have no actuall subjects like maths, English, French ect, we get one day a week (usually Wednesday) to ourselves to go up into town, or do whatever we want. Today is Wednesday, and me and Chelsea were going into town. I put my hair in a fishtail braid, put eyeliner around my big, grey eyes, I shoved on a "Geek" teeshirt, some ripped skinny jeans, my converse, and was ready to go. "Why are you so tall and skinny?" Skye grumbled as I went into the room to get my bag, coat, and money, "Cause I am, I do go running quite a lot, remember?" I replied, and ran out the door. It was true, I was quite tall, and very slim. I had big grey eyes, long dark hair, and a smallish- head. I met Chelsea, and we caught a taxi to town.

We went into Primark first. I bought ripped kaki skinny jeans, a Mickey Mouse teeshirt, and really cool wedge trainers. I spent £15 out of my £50 in Primark. We went to New Look next, and I bought a really nice new bag, that was only £10! With only £25 left, we went to Subway for lunch, and I spent the leftover £20 on treats for my horses.

When we got back, it was only 1:30, so I put on my johds, and schooled Taz again. Today, I decided to teach him a piaffe. That took effort, and lots of it. It took me about an hour, but I finally had him doing a perfect piaffe! I was so pleased, and he hadn't mis-behaved at all! I took him in, untacked him, and turned him out with the other horses for a bit.

I was mucking out my stables, and was just going into Taz's when I saw Lucy, "I noticed that you finally got that ugly palomino of yours behaving well. He isn't very good, nothing like my Blue," she snootily said, "Well, considering Taz is only 5, and I trained him myself, and Blue is a 10 year old profecionally trained school master, I'm not surprised she's better than him." I snapped back, "Oh yes, Blue was professionally trained, like all your other horses" she snarled, "Actually, no. I've trained all of my horses by myself," I replied. That shut her up. She stomped off, and I went back to mucking out. I brought the horses in for the night, and I was just about to give Taz his feed, when I noticed something: oats were in his feed! I don't give any of my horses oats, especially not Taz! I gave him a different feed, and left them for the night.