I untacked Buzzy outside the tack shed. His gear went onto my hook, and I groomed him vigorously. I put him in Pic 4 and got to work mucking out. I grabbed a shovel and a wheelbarrow and walked around to the first stall. I took the pony out, tied him up, and got to work.
Once all the fifteen stalls were mucked out, I emptied the wheelbarrow and trudged to the tack shed. I groaned. There was mountains of spare tack I had to clean! I grabbed a tub of leather wax and a dirty rag and pulled down a saddle.
Two and a half hours later, the tack was clean and shining, and the rally was over. I still had five ponies to groom. I was just leading a bay mare of her stall when Rhiannon, Stephanie and Isabel came walking up leading their ponies.
"Monica, don't worry about grooming the ponies. Just say you did it. Anyway, Janelle was bang out of order getting you to do all that work. You were just telling little White Bib what she needed to know." said Rhiannon.
Isabel and Stephanie laughed.
"By the way, that's what we're calling her now. White Bib. Get it? Because tuis have, like, those little cute white bibs..." said Stephanie.
"Yes, Stephanie, we get it! We're not all bottom in English." Rhiannon fumed.
Stephanie looked put out.
"Girls, put Julietta away for me! When you're finally done, I want to go and tell White Bib just why she's on our bad side." Rhiannon told us, smirking and flopping down on a bench.
Once the ponies were untacked and munching on some hay, we set off to the carpark, where Tui was untacking Legacy beside her Mum's white Toyota and blue horse truck.
"So. Little White Bib. That was a really nasty trick you pulled out there." Rhiannon said coolly, folding her arms.
Tui laughed.
"What was the nasty trick? Not being meek and part of your little army? Oh, and your lieutenant Officer Monica told you me some mean things, Your Highness." she giggled. "You might want to think about a disciplinary hearing. By the way, great nickname! You're clearly very smart"
"Y'know, I think you're just mad because we have uncovered you. Your act? Of being a 13 year old Kaimanawa tamer? I think you're just a good for nothing liar." said Rhiannon.
"I don't give a damn what you think. You're nothing but a useless spoilt brat that makes herself feel better by putting other people down!" Tui spat.
"Oh, feisty." Rhiannon giggled. Isabel, Stephanie and I laughed, but I did so uncomfortably.
"Wow. I never thought anyone could be worse than the girls at my last pony club, but I guess I was wrong." Tui said. She spun around, and her hair whipped Isabel's face.
"Watch it!" said Isabel angrily. Tui just laughed and walked over to Legacy.
Rhiannon folded her arms and gave a small 'hmph.' She turned on her heel and headed to the clubroom.
A/N: Sorry about the other short chapter, I'll post another one soon! Thanks
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Maybe it's Time (a Horse Story)
General FictionMonica has been best friends with mean girl Rhiannon all her life, riding and competing her pony Buzzy alongside Rhiannon and their two other friends Stephanie and Isabel. But Rhiannon's little group is suddenly thrown into disarray when new girl Tu...