Bull Rider

Chapter 1

"C'mon Kyla!" Cole yells at me from the kitchen.
"I'm coming hold your horses" I yell back putting my jeans and pearl snap on.
I run downstairs.
"Finally you're ready, we gotta hit the road" Cole says.
"Like I don't know that" I say sarcastically.
"Go grab our rodeo bags and throw them in my truck" Cole demands.
"Yes ma'am" I salute smiling as I walk away.
I grab our bags and throw them in Cole's Ford F-350 crewcab longbox powerstroke, and run back inside.
"You know where ma & pa are at?" I ask.
"Ummm I think they're in town getting groceries" he replies.
"Will they be at the rodeo to watch us" I ask hopefully.
"Yes they will" Cole says.
"Oh thank goodness" relief floods my body.
"Alright well let's get goin" Cole points to the door.
I grab my phone and charger off the table and head out the door.
I hop into Cole's truck and buckle up he starts it and that sweet smell of diesel fuel fills the air. The truck belches a huge cloud of black smoke before we pull away from the house, we drive to the rodeo after about a hour and a half drive we arrive and pay for our entry fee and talk to some of our friends that are there.
I go into the arena and help the little kids with mutton bustin, dusting them off once they fall off, comforting the ones that are crying.
Next up bronc ridin, steer ridin my time to ride I get all antsy and nervous, jittery.
"Hey sis!"
I turn around "What!"
Cole approaches me "Goodluck sis I love you" he gives me a hug.
"Love you too bro" I say back. I go put on my purple chaps, and my bull riding vest, and hat. I go into the chutes they tell me what chute I need to go to and I go there. I ease on to the steers back after putting my bull rope on I say a quick prayer before going out of the chute. Adrenaline rushes through my body as the steer twists and turns beneath me. I fall off and run back to the chutes the buzzer goes off as I am running back. I get back behind the chutes and Cole comes up and pretty much tackles me "Sis you did so good I'm proud of you" he hugs me
"Thanks" I say trying to catch my breath, shaking and sweating. I go and stand next to the gate watching the rest of the steer riders, then barrel racing when the last cowgirl does her thing I go and tell Cole goodluck and I love him. I pray that his ride is safe. His friend Joe pulls his bull rope, I get my phone out, I see Cole nod and I hit the record button right as he's coming out of the chute. He rides for about 7 and a half seconds then falls off. When he hits the ground my body tenses up but untenses when he gets up and runs back to the chutes. I smile and meet him behind the chutes.
I run up and hug him
"Cole! You did awesome you bout had 8!"
"I know I was so close!" He smiles
"Maybe next time you'll get 8" I say reassuring.