Country Niece *Editing*

Chapter Two

Hey guys! I think Riley has to learn her mom is sick in this chapter. Oh and I'm changing it a bit! One Direction and Simon come and watch Riley in the three day competition! Then they
move...

That's sounds good!

Well here is chapter two!

Talk later little strawberries!

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* Riley's POV *

"Hello... No this is Emma... Okay yes... I will tell her the news... Okay goodbye." I hear Emma say, I can't see her expression because I still have my eyes closed.

"Emma who was that?" I ask, yawning at the end, with my eyes still tightly shut.

"The hospital, your mom is very sick." Emma sighs, knowing I never really talk to my mom and how she has been distant since dad died.

"Okay... I guess we go see her?" I question, as my eyes flutter open.

"Sure..." Emma sighs again.

I stand up and slip on my boots, and brush my hair quickly so I can get my early chores down before we go.

I brushed the horses and put fresh hay in their hay nets and more water and grain in their buckets, also leaving them a little treat inside their jolly balls.

After I finished my chores, I hop down the stairs of the hay loft and wandered into the office to find some decent clothes.

I look in the closet and pull out a red and black plaid shirt, skinny jeans, a white had and my brown boots.

"That's for Barrel Racing Riley! Wear this!" Emma chuckles,while handing me short jean shorts, oversized sweater and some black converse.

"Thanks Em, what would I do without you?" I smiled at her.

"Well, for starters, you would probably be in jail." She joked, making me stick my tongue out at her.

"Well, at least I wouldn't be some snobby English rider!" I shot back, with some sarcasm laced in my voice.

"So mature, Captain Sarcasm."

"So idiotic, Sargent Stupid."

"Okay, you win! Now get dressed, while I go upstairs to change!" Emma raised her hands in mock surrender, before running out of the room with her clothes.

Rolling my eyes, I slip on the outfit and walk to the car with Emma trailing behind me, with her oversized sweater, short jean shorts and black ballet flats.

I hop in the passenger seat of the black ford truck, because Emma wouldn't let me drive, even though I have my license. Emma put the key in the ignition and backed out of the long driveway and onto the road.

She turned on the radio and I Want Crazy by Hunter Hayes blasted through the car.

"I love this song!" I shriek with happiness, making Emma giggle.

We jammed out to Hunter Hayes for the whole drive and before I knew it, Emma parked the truck in front of the hospital.

I unbuckled and opened the door to get out, and quickly slammed it after my feet touched the ground.

We walked to the door and I hoped over the cracks in the pavement, of you step on the crack, you could break your mother's back, and that's horrible, so I shall not break my mother's back.

Emma silently laughed at my childness as I stumbled, because I tripped on the crack.

"I broke my mother's back!" I shouted in horror, making fellow passers look at me with wide eyes, making Emma laugh even more.