The photo above is supposed to be Travis Johnson)
"Suck on that Mr I'm A Big Tough Rodeo Rider." I say and we both slow down to a walking pace as we come to the local shops.
"Alright alright no need to rub it in but
just so you know, this was my first time ever on this horse so i havent really learnt how Star rolls." Mitch says as he leans forward and pats Star on the neck.
"Whatever." I say as we walk through the town towards the local engineer/mechanic garage.Mitch and i get off of the horses and tie them up on the posts outside of the garage.
"Hello?!" I yell as i walk into the garage to see nothing but a few cars and tools.
"James?! Duke?!" I yell as 2 blokes come jogging out of a the door at the back of the garage.
"Dakota! Its great to see you!" James says as he picks me up while hugging me.
"Hey Dakota." Duke says as he gives me a light hug.
"Hey guys. James and Duke this is Mitch." I say as they all shake hands.
"So what can we do for you two?" Duke asks as he leans on an old aussie ute.
"We have come to grab some parts for a quad Amber found and to fix Mitch's truck." I say as i put my hands in my pockets.
"Easy. You know where everything is so Duke and i should get back to work and you can pay us when you can." James says with a smile.
"Your the best." I say as i give both James and Duke a hug.Mitch follows me to the car part section and spend 20 minutes getting what we need and then we finally decided to head back home. Our ride back home was filled with laughs and more races. As we come to the house we notice that everyone is inside and we go straight to the stables to put the horses away and give them their feed.
"Thanks for letting me tag along." Mitch says as we start to walk towards the house.
"No problem. You guys can stay as long as you need so don't rush to get out." I say as we reach the house and as i open the door, Mitch and i see Damon, Travis, Caitlan and Amber all tangled up in a game of twister.
"Well this looks like fun." Mitch says as we walk in and everyone falls to the ground in a mess.
"Yeah who was winning?" I say as i let out a little laugh.
"Well i was winning before you two came busting through the door." Travis says with a slight smile as Damon punches him in the arm.
"Yeah right. I was winning by two." Damon says with a smile on his face.
"Its just a game boys." Caitlan says as she picks herself up off the ground.
"Yeah your only saying that because your loosing. If you were winning it would be a whole different story." Amber say as she stumbles to her feet.
"Shut up." Caitlan says with a smile as hits Amber in the arm and hurts her hand.
"Are you ok?" Travis says as as he grabs her hand and examines it.
"It really hurts."
"Well come with me. I have some stuff in the truck that can help." Travis says as Caitlan and him leave.
"I think our bro Travis fancies Miss Caitlan." Damon says as he gets up and chucks his arm around Mitch.
"Maybe." Mitch says with a grin.
"And i think you might have a bit of a fancy for Miss Amber." Mitch whispers into Damon's ear without Amber hearing but just loud enough for me to hear.
"Well i think your right." Damon says with a smile as he walks over to Amber and helps pack up twister.
"Well love is sprouting everywhere already." I says with a laugh.
"Yeah. Its only been one day." Mitch says with raised eyebrows.
"The tough, handsome jock with the outgoing, beautiful country girl and the stupid, clumsy fruit loop with the idiotic, absentminded 'shmellow." I say wit h a laugh as Mitch chuckles and gives me a slight smile.
"What?" I say as i grab some salsa and corn chips.
"Nothing its just you have known us for not even a day and its like you already know everything about us." Mitch says with a smile.
"I guess i just pick up what i can sense about people."
"Yeah I'm the exact same." Mitch says as he grabs the food and walks into the lounge room.
"Oh really. Then what can you pick up about me. " i say as i we both sit down on the lounge and open the chips and salsa.
"Well for starters i can tell you are like the hero here."
"What do you mean?"
"You have Caitlan and Amber's back and you would never let anything happen to them."
"Thats correct. What else?" I ask a smile.
"You adventurous, fun loving and by the look of you entertainment unit you are a music and movie lover. You are strong and have a never give up kind of feel which i respect. Your also fun and very attractive." Mitch says with a cute smile as he grabs a chip and some salsa.
"Wow you are good." I say with raised eyebrows as i eat a chip and walk to my entertainment unit.As i go to ask Mitch a question, Travis bust through the front door.
"Caitlan has fractured her hand badly so i need to take her to the closest hospital or doctor." Travis says with a bandage in his hand.
"Oh ok. Is she ok?" I ask with a worried tone.
"She should be fine." Travis says with a smile.
"Ok. The closest one is about 1 hour away so you better get going and i will have dinner ready for you two when you come home." I say with a shaky tone of voice.
"Ok sounds great." Travis says as he walks out and shuts the door behind him.
"She will be ok. Its only a fractured hand." Mitch says with a smile.
"I know." I say as i turn towards the entertainment unit.
"Alright. I was just saying."
"Yeah but do you feel like watching a movie?" I say as i turn to Mitch who has made himself comfortable on the lounge with the salsa and chips on one hand and the tv remote in the other.
"Sure." He says Amber and Damon run downstairs in a panic."Texas has broken out and is running around like an idiot!" She yells as we all run out side and see Texas bucking and raring like he was in a rodeo.
"Of course Caitlan isn't around when stuff like this happens." Amber says while rolling her eyes as we all try figuring out what to do about a crazy stallion bucking and going off its nut.
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Life and Love. (ON HOLD)
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