Mounting up

Chapter 2

2 more weeks. That is, 2 more weeks till I got the letter. The letter. That letter telling me whether or not I made it back into Windsor. My nerves jumped and my hair got frizzy every time I thought of the fresh pine tree scented campus. My mom told me to not fret over it and Ms.briarwood said forget about it because it'll distract you from riding.

I couldn't just forget about it. That letter told me whether or not I would be able to leave this hell hole called public school and non-horse friendly school. My mom was fretting over the tuition. The tuition was 50,000$ per year as the school was a boarding school, and it was located in the prime real-estate option in Seattle right now.

It was so high as it included: my housing, my cafeteria meals, school books, travel to and from shows for riders, housing for your horse, a tack spot for your horse, show fees, lesson fees, eating at the many cafés the school had and many more things. My mom thought it was unreasonable for the price to be so high but was willing to pay it.

This may confuse some people, but my family is really well-off. My dad and My mom started a world-wide successful lawyer office. My dad left us all the leftover money so now we were really well off as cause to the life insurance. School was on break for two more weeks, so I didn't have to endure school while waiting for this. THANK GOD!

Today it was bring your child to work days. With music playing in the car, I drummed my fingers on the dashboard, singing along. Mom sang along to as we pulled into the parking lot of Hastings and Co. Legal office. Mom smiled as she signed us in and we went up to her office. She wasn't a lawyer, just like the overall manager. She grabbed me a chair and sent her assistant to grab us Starbucks. I ordered a new S'mores mini frappaciouno. Mom just a got s venti chai tea.

I sat down on the couch in Mom's office. "So like what do you do all day?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "I sit in my office, pay the company's bills, manage it and drink Starbucks." She said, smiling a tiny bit. I sigh. "That sounds boring, except for the Starbucks part."

She chuckled and said "well, I have to write the pay checks now." I nodded and pulled out my phone and went on Tumblr. Two hours later and 200 pay checks later, Mom stretched in her chair. "It's 4:00. We can go home at 5, so how about I turn on Netflix on the TV, you can watch a show or two while I finish the last pay checks?" "Sure!" I agreed and flicked on the TV with the remote.

I turned Netflix on and selected a movie I had seen a thousand times; The Princess Diaries. That movie was my childhood! I took a brush to my frizzy hair as I watched the movie. Mom sat behind me, writing the amount of money on each and every paycheck. Half way through the 2 movie in the series, Mom stood up abruptly. "Done. My assistant can deliver these now and we can go home." She said, tying her honey blonde hair into a ponytail.

She closed her office door and we went all the way down the large building, signed out and headed to the car. We both got inside and she started the car after buckling her seatbelt. I put my feet up on the dashboard and began singing to the radio.