In Love With My Best Friend (Billy Unger)

Chapter 39:

It is finally here.

After a full month of training, the jog for the Rolex has started.

I finish brushing off Satan, then leave to change my clothes. I wear a neat pair of black tailored pants, with a white shirt, and a black blazer. I pin my hair back, and slip on a pair of black vans. Knowing Satan, he is probably going to step on me, so I have to always wear closed toed shoes. Oops.

I bridle Satan, and take him out to the arena. Taylor has already gone, and is ready to help us.

"Chin up, shoulders back, and remember where to go." Taylor grins, brushing off Satan.

I take a deep breath as they call my number into the ring. I trot him forward to the judge and halt. She starts inspecting him as I hold my breath.

Don't do it Satan. I think to myself.

Do not kick her. Don't blow my chances at the Rolex.

He stands like a statue. She nods to me and I trot out the same way I came in.

I sigh in relief.

"Oh Satan. You are one good man. Most of the time." I say, patting his neck.

We walk back to the barn. Dressage tomorrow, but I have a signing today. I slip on a pair of tan Tailored's, a black Coolmax top, and a shiny belt. I put on my black USEA baseball cap to finish. Taylor and I meet by the stalls and walk to the signing booth.

I take my seat, then start fiddling with my sharpie. Taylor takes a deep breath as like 25 kids line up at our booth.

The first one walks up. A girl that is really keeping her head focused down. She has short dark brown hair and a athletic build. Boy. She's super tall too.

"Hi! How are you!" I exclaim. She just stands there. She looks up with a big smile. Or he...

"Blake!" I exclaim, hugging my brother.

"I missed you." He squeaks.

I nod. "You can go sit behind us until I'm done, or head back to the barn." He takes a seat in the grass behind me.

The next girl comes up, a real girl this time. Probably about 8.

"How are you?!" I smile. She murmurs out a small "good."

I sign her hat and take a picture with her.

"Mommy! Did you see that?! I met Saphira Molloy! Saphira Molloy!!" She squeals. I chuckle to myself and look at the next girl.

About 5 kids in, a girl, about my age walks up.

"Hi! How-"

"Hey! You're Saphira Molloy from Lab Rats right? The one that dated Billy Unger?" The girl says. I stop smiling and nod.

"Cool. Can you sign this. I figured I'll never meet Billy Unger, Kelli Berglund, Spencer Boldman, or anyone important, so you're the next best thing." She explains, shoving a poster at me. I sign it and she leaves quickly.

It carries on like this for quite a long time.

We sign autographs for about 85 people. Some kids know me from Lab Rats, so they bring Lab Rats merch. Some kids know me from dating Billy. Then probably 65% of them, actually know me from riding. Good gracious.

Anyways, when we get done, we head back to the barn. Why? I really have no clue.

Blake crosses his eyes and puffs out his lips for the 16th time.

"Do you guys want to see a movie?" Taylor asks.

"Can we go see that movie Max?!" I squeak.

"I'm down for it." Blake says.