The Unpolished Diamonds

The First Steps

University isn't quite the life I imagined. I couldn't decide if it was good or bad. I don't mean the subjects here, but the people. Ms. Radisson is the worst teacher I ever met. For some magical reason she hates me. I don't know why though, I'm pretty sure my criminal record is clean. I study at a veterinary university, and I was always wondering if this is really what I want to do. It kills me emotionally sometimes. Honestly? I feel more connected to animals than humans. Meaning I feel worse when one of them dies. I'm not stone-hearted towards people, I just feel this way. A few days ago I lost my horse, Harry. He was a grey andalusian. It was my fault, and it scared me for life. And not just my soul along with my heart, but my body. I broke my arm, and I was in a coma for three days, but the pain seemed too small than it should be. I should feel more pain, more punishment to make myself feel better. Justice. However I don't. Nearly every day, I dream it all over again. I don't just blame myself, but a black stallion, whose charms took over me.

The classroom was pretty chatty as always, we are going to study the anatomy of a horse. It's going to be a boring lesson for me, since I already know it. For a rider, it is the minimum knowledge required. The massive room was nearly packed, and I was looking around for the last time before the start, when I saw a big smile in front of me in a magazine. I recognised it immediately. My sister happened to be a model, and it pained me to see her face, which is kind of ironic since we are twins and very identical ones, so I should say OUR face. The girls were comparing me and after some time, they approached me. "Here we go again..." - I thought.

-Hello! - said the girl, while the other hid behind her - You see, my friend is very shy, and she wants to ask for an autograph, so if you don't mind... - and she put the magazine with a pen in front of me. I'm not a good liar. My stomach really hurts after that, and I don't really like that field either. The problem was, that I couldn't mimic her autograph at all, and I didn't want to bring any unwanted attention to myself or negative opinions right after the start of summer.

-Why don't we take a picture instead? - I asked and smiled at the same time.

Their delightful faces showed my victory. The only thing I asked is not to put it on social media, because I just started here. This was actually true, in fact attention was the worst one of all. I had many friends before, but most of us went our separate ways, and we forgot about each other. But I remember our last text, "See you later, girl". And that was it, I lost my family along with them. I live with my grandpa, on his ranch. We have a large house with six bedrooms, a barn, and five stables. Which means fifty boxes for horses. We have a stallion, named Pilot and a foal named Oscar. Let's not forget Hector, our three legged dog either. That's it. The other horses that originally lived there, and were on my father's name, -who now is a famous national show jumper, Lucas Westkins- were taken away when he bought his own ranch. The reason I don't live with them is because of Mum's death. I convinced her to rescue a stallion, but the car went off the road, and... Everybody blames me. My father, my brothers, my sister, except my grandfather. The lesson went quite smoothly, sometimes I paid attention or just played with my pen. I even read a novel of mine. Sherlock Holmes, to be specific. I enjoy them a lot, I guess that's a reason why I never had a boyfriend. And because of my childish side. I like anime, I let my brown hair fly in the air when I ride, just like in some movies. My dressing style is incredibly casual compared to how other girls dress. High heels, expensive clothes, bags and a very weird attitude with an extra dose of confidence. I talked with a few once, and quickly discovered that it isn't my world. However, my sister fell in love with it. She is the most likely person to follow my father's footsteps. My brothers, -who are older than me- aren't into horses very much and followed my mother's path. Finn, goes to business university and Dein, graduated in criminal justice, so he could end up as a detective, which he actually achieved. I never met him, in fact he never knew I existed at least that's what I think. The reason is, or so I've heard, that my dad and Dein don't really get along, and he took off. I followed my grandpa, who happened to be a vet. He is my inspiration in nearly everything. I love animals just as much as him and sometimes I don't regret choosing the job. Sometimes. After taking some notes from the board, I'm pretty sure I was the first person who left the classroom when the bell rang. I was devastated and all I wanted to do was sleep, but Oscar prevented me from doing it. He was Harry's foal, who also happened to lose his mum. Now I'm the substitute. When I'm not studying, I'm with Oscar. He is quite big and in a few years I might be able to ride him.