The Yard.

Chapter 13

Kyra pov

I. Hate. Flying. I had lost track of what time it actually was, all I knew was that we would shortly be landing in Texas. My thoughts kept drifting back to blue thinking that she is going to kill me when she finds out what I'm doing especially when I didn't tell me. I was already feeling homeshick and thinking of them wasn't helping.

my thoughts had carried on and when I came back to reality I was outside the airport in Texas. I was randomly tackled to the ground followed by a manic giggle.

"Kyra!"

I couldn't help the smile which was spreading across my face as I recognised the high pitched voice. "Carmen! As much as I love you... Please get off me!"

"oops!" She smiled as she pulled me up, I took in the blonde haired girl with big brown eyes as she shoot infront of me "good flight?" Changing the subject subtly "looking forward to your vacation...? " i laughed at her to receive a puzzling look "what?" She asked quizzically.

"tell your American" i teased as i jumped in the pick up truck

"am not!" She argued

"are too!"

"prove it!" She challanged

"your driving on the right hand side of the road!"

"oh ha ha!" She moaned whilst rolling her eyes sarcastically at me i just stuck my tongue out at her in response.

"well when we get to the ranch lunch would have already started if you wanna grab something to eat?"

"i think I'm just gonna go to straight to bed, I'm knackered"

"suit ya self"

"Kyra... Were here wake up" i awoke to furious shaking i gazed at her through bleary eyes, rubbing the sleep out of them.

"oops" i laughed

"you coming to lunch now? She persisted

"nope" i replied popping the 'p' as i did

"fiiine, your cabins over there, have fun being boring!"

"i will" i smiled back, i watched as she headed over to what I presumed was the mess hall, when she dissapeared out of my sight i headed over to the cabin. Got a quick shower and got some much need sleep.