A Neigh For Help

Prologue

The tall brunette girl strolled down the hall. She was pushed around and slammed into lockers, always late for class, and always forgetting her homework. She finally got to her locker, which was at the end of the hallway, and her homeroom was the first class on the right. She quickly opened her locker and grabbed a thick textbook, a notebook, pencils, and a binder. She closed her locked, and she felt someone tap her on the shoulder. Her friend shouted, "Hey Samantha!". "Hey Hannah!" Samantha replied. Samantha held her supplies in one hand, and she ran her fingers down her long, brown hair. Hannah was explaining about some football game coming up, but Samantha didn't listen. Hannah paused, "Samantha, is there something wrong?" she asked. Samantha shook her head, "Listen- I have to go to class, the bell is about to ring. 

It was the end of the school-day, Samantha trudged out of the school and climbed on the tedious school bus. 

Her peers were silent. They put in their earbuds or read. She tried to talk to them, but she felt as if none of them were listening. 

After fifteen minutes, the bus ran down the long winding road of fancy houses. Samantha looked at the window, "Finally, home sweet home!"

Samantha ran as fast as she could. She pounded the door open and dropped her backpack on the ground. She ran outside onto her 4 acre lot and began shifting.

Her world changed as she transported into a loud racing barn. She was a 17.5 hand tall Thoroughbred mare. She was a beautiful shade of bay. She had a soft, calm black mane and tail.

This year, she was three years old, and she had to win the Triple Crown. If she didn't, she'd be send to a slaughter-yard. If this were to happen, she would be dead in her shifting world, and her real life.