Elizabeth's POV:
i step down from the off the gate and turn round to open it. i know no halter and leadrope is needed as we have done it many times where i open the gate and he just follows me and like every other time he follows me, no commands or leading needed.
"come on then theo." i say before i can stop myself. did i really just say theo? i hate my big mouth sometimes especially now as i look back and see him with his head tilted to one side, an eyebrow cocked and one big smirk spreading across his lips. "i-i didnt mean to say that so you can stop smirking. and dont dare laugh because i know you want to." i command as i turn back around and head into the wash bay.
I fasten the wash bay headcollar and clip the leadrope on to keep brodie where he is. I decide to not wash him since he is spotless for some strange reason so i just brush his tail to get rid of any knots and then i get the tangle teezer out and comb through his mane. I decided on the travel down here to do a running braid.
(in case you didnt know what a running braid on a horse is) the results:
I then pick his hoofs and the rest of the essentials that i wont list because it will bore you to death. I decide to go for a small warm up in the outdoor before the show tomorrow since the pony club lesson just finished. I tack up and ask mattheo if he can put all the jumps that are out, up 5 holes higher. I wanted to jump quite high just to make sure we were ready for the competition.
Once he finished doing as i asked, he walked over and looked up at me and smirked. "so theo huh?"
"shut it." i say quickly and kick for brodie to trot on, anything to get out of this conversation. it honestly just came out my mouth, i didnt think about it and i to be honest with myself i didnt know i was going to say it.
I canter round and we have a clear round, i change it up and make it a longer course by going over some jumps twice in both directions and other more than three times.
(inspiration)
We do a short cool down and then i put brodie away for the day, i head into the club room, mattheo strutting next to me because Cathy and Lola gave him some looks *eye roll* he thinks he is so cool because to girls see him and instantly start crushing on him?
ONE HOUR LATER:
We were walking back towards my house and mattheo slung his arm over my shoulder and to be honest it is freezing so i decide to just leave him be and bathe in his warmth, best ill get until im home right?
I walk in through the door, it was unlocked which is strange, i locked it on my way out this morning and my parents always lock the door, even when their home. Panic starts to rise within me when i call out for them and i get no reply. Mattheo senses my worry and squeezes my hand.
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A/N: thank you so much to those who continuously read my story and/or read every update. I'm going to try my best and be patient and wait till i have finished writing Chapter 16 to post this. Anyway i would absolutely appreciate it if you could vote or comment.
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