Outcasts

Chapter one: Outcasts

I've always been an outcast even since I was young. Though I grew up in a rich family I always chose to hang out with the outcasts because of how rude and snobby the popular and rich kids are. Plus I was never sure if I would fit in. I might be rich but that doesn't stop me from being different. Would popular kids accept a girl with heterochromia?

I always remember when growing up all the popular kids would bully me for my eyes. It doesn't help that my left eye made it hard to see in the light. I'd often run into things like desks or walls causing kids to laugh and bully me even more.

My life changed for the better when I was six. A new kid joined our school and was outcasted by everyone for his white hair. He was in all of my classes and we often got left together for school projects since no one wanted to work with us. This caused us to become friends. Over the next two years they became the best of friends sharing memories and making new ones.

When they were faced with the first day of second grade they faced it together. Getting past the first day and even making two new friends Misty and Blaire. The four of them got close and started hanging out after school. Over the next three years they all excelled in their classes and horse riding skills helping each other where they could.

When a new girl came to school mid way through fifth grade they happily took her in after she was outcast by the other more popular and rich groups. Something new came with her; she was a barrel racer and excelled in timed events, ranching, and western disciplines. As the others excelled more in things like racing, dressage, driving, and show jumping. Luckily she was amazing and taught us some of what she knew and we happily taught her what we knew.

The five of us were quickly rising up the ranks in our events and skill areas. By the time we were in eighth grade we had all won or at least been in the state championships: me for racing Hugo for show jumping, the twins in driving and Margo in timed events. We all took home two things: metals for anything third place and up and a soon to be friend. We all were in the trail riding event. We ended up meeting a hilarious guy who would soon be transferring to our school, East bridge middle school.

When Chase transferred here he had already known us from the championship so he hung out with us. For the next two years we all got close and hung out a bunch going on trail rides through the mountains whenever we had school breaks. During these two years we had made some of our best memories together leading up to now the
Eastborne Spooky festival.
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The town looks amazing with all the stores and houses covered with spooky decorations. The Spooky Festival is one of our town's biggest festivals. Students get Wednesday, Thursday and Friday off giving us a five day weekend.

Every year for the Spooky Festival we go on a trail ride up the mountains from Wednesday to early Saturday.We started this tradition long ago in sixth grade. We were bored and wanted something to do while waiting for the festival. We begged and begged our parents until they finally said yes. We were so excited to finally be off in the wild just us the horses and nature.

While planning for everything we would need we came up with a few rules for fun and some for safety. Safety rules make sure someone always knows where you are, always have your whistle on you, don't stray away on your own without anyone knowing and for the fun rules we decided while walking we would want to sing songs or tell stories with each other and we all made cute treats to share with each other revealing one each night and one on Saturday morning.