Chapter 12

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Angela's POV

"Calum!!! Tell him whoa!! Calum slow down!!!" I scream at him. He jumped up on him as soon as the saddles were on and hasn't stopped running around. He won't listen to me at all. Ashton, however, will not get on until he is given very clear and direct instructions. Luke is still having a hard time being around the horses. Calum still hast stopped and his horse is only getting faster so I catch up to him on Shiloh and grab ahold of the reins and stop them. Calum just starts laughing but I'm fuming.

"You idiot!! You could've been hurt, or the horse could've been hurt! Or the rest of us could've been hurt! You need to listen to me!!" He looks at me shocked. I blew up at him. I feel kinda bad but what he did was dangerous.

"I'm sorry. It was just fun." He looks at me, genuinely sorry. I sigh.

"Don't ever scare me like that again, you hear me?!" He smirks and nods. "Come on, Cal, lets get this lesson started." He nods and we walk our horses down to the other two boys. I look up at the house, still no Michael.

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Michael's POV

I hate her. And I hate this place. And I hate that I'm here. And I hate this friggin' idiot who won't stop asking me questions! 'Michael, why'd you take off?' Michael, why did you freak out?' 'Michael, are you ok?' 'Michael, should I get Angie?' Gosh! Would he ever shut up?!? I locked myself in my bedroom as soon as I could. I just wanna go home... I'd never admit this but I'm kind of homesick. This place just feels so so... Wrong. And no, it has nothing to do with that fact I heard Angila complain about me, and how hard she thinks I'm gonna be and... And... And... Why do I care!?!?! I don't like her. I will not like her. In any way shape or form. She's terrible. She's rude and thinks she's better then everyone. I. Hate. Her. And this Jake, he's worse. He acts all innocent and helpful, but he's not. He's over nice. I hate fake people.

"Michael." I hear his voice ask softly. "At least tell me you're ok."

"I'm fine."

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Angela's POV

Jake comes out about half an hour later. No Michael. I sigh and ride up to him.

"Is he coming?" I ask. He shakes his head.

"No... He's hurting, Ange. You've got your work cut out for ya'." He says quietly. It's my turn to sigh.

"Well, you wanna take these two? I'm gonna take Ashton for a ride." He nods and we both walk out to them.

"Ash!" I yell and he looks up at me. "Come on, you're coming with me!" He nods and catches up with me as Jake goes over to the other two. We ride in silence for a bit before Ashton speaks up.

"Why do you do this?" He asks quietly. I look at him and sigh.

"Well, when I was ten years old, my ma' died," I start and he looks at me, surprised. "And this ranch was her life. I was an only child so all the kids that she brought through this ranch became my siblings, so when she died, my dad tried so hard to keep this place running. And then when I was thirteen, I got very very depressed, and I, uh, got in with some of the worse kids that I'd ever seen come through here. It got bad, and my dad had to close the place down. We only ran cattle until I graduated college and decided to continue on my mom's dream." I tell him, leaving out quite a few details. He just looks at me and nods.

"Then you're doing the most amazing thing in the world. And you have no idea how thankful I am for you." I smile at him and nod. We go the rest of the ride in silence.

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A/N I know it's been forever since I updated but I've been super insanely busy. But I'm gonna try and update more frequently! :) let me know what ya' think!!

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