True Blue (Canterwood Crest)

Chapter 17 - Boo!

I snuggled deeper into bed.

"Camber if you don't get out of bed, right now, I will tell the headmistress you're bunking!" A voice screamed in my ear, I jumped up in bed, holding my ear.

"What's the time?" I groaned holding my still ringing right ear.

"Actually it's ten to eight..." Which mean you're going to have to skip breakfast...here, have this she said handing me an energy bar. I nodded thanks as I ran straight to the bathroom.

I washed my face, and I quickly ripped a brush through my tangled hair and pulled it into pony. After I was satisfied I looked fine I ran into the bedroom to see my amazing, awesome, brilliant, bestest ever friend had laid an outfit onto the bed. Blue skinny jeans paired with a cute light blue crop top that showed some midriff, a grey cardigan and a pair of brown cowboy boots with blue stitching.

I smiled at Clara, "you are a lifesaver!" I said, hugging her while sliding my clean top on, yanking my jeans on and putting my unicorn socks on. I slipped my feet into my boots and stood up. While taking a bite of my bar, grabbed my bag and Clara and I sprinted to class.

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I slid into my seat as Mr. Jameson - our history teacher - went on and on about American slavery. I loved this topic and was horrified by it too. But the way he just kept on talking about the way the slaves couldn't sit down while working and had to do their business while standing. It made me sick.

I looked at the clock, willing the next two minutes to be over. I continued making notes on what he said but was bored and slightly nauseous by what our ancestors had done. One minute...

Suddenly the fire alarm drill went off. We all stood up and filed out of our class. Jogging down the stairs and lining up in alphabetical order as the teachers took role call. 

I was grateful the dreadful lesson was over. Hallelujah...

I sighed as everyone was told to go to recess. I walked to the cafeteria and grabbed a toasted chicken mayo and chips on the side.  Tanner was unseen but there was a large group of populars in the corner holding up their phones...it popped into my mind. Duh, pulling...it was the most disgusting thing on earth...besides you know... The 'couple' would go into a corner and 'French' each other while friends videoed the whole thing. Later posting it onto snapchat or Instagram. I rolled my eyes and took a bite. Clara had a music lesson now, practicing her singing for the annual show. I pulled out my phone, opened color switch, a new game that had been going around and busied myself with climb. Determined to get past level thirty. A cheer rose up in the corner of populars. This was going to be a long day.

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"Agh that...agh!" I heard Clara yell as she stormed into our room.

"What?" I asked curious...

"You haven't been on snapchat, have you?" She sighed.

I didn't want to because I'd have to watch others stories...lets just say the lunch escapade would be everywhere.

Clara yanked our her phone, typed in something and thrust it roughly at me. Tanner was in it... Do I have to go further? Guess who he was well...yah you get it... Sabrina.

I took a glance and pushed the phone away, "only guy in going for this year is Chance..." I said, that was all it took for her to understand.

I smiled at her. "Stables?" Automatically the answer was yes.

We walked down in our civvies, not planning to ride, just say hi to our babies.

Clara went around the corner to Indi and I plugged my earphones in pressing play on my phone, a popular song came on, it wasn't my favorite but it was stuck in my head so listening to it would get it out. I hummed as I walked...

'Sorry I ain't got no money. I ain't trying to be funny but I left it all at home today.' Walked around a turn and bumped straight into someone.

Beau. "What the heck are you doing here?!" I whisper yelled, yanking my earphones out. He looked guilty...

"Well..." He started, I'm angry, can you blame me?

"Cat got your tongue?" I said sarcastically.

"It's not like that Cam-" he tried again.

"Oh so how is it?" I glared at him.

"I swear, I've been working with him, I well..." He sounded honest...

"You what? Why on earth would you work with my horse?" I said, this time a bit softer.

"I well, I wanted to..to im...impr...press..." He wanted to what?

"Who did you want to impress?" I asked. Grabbing his arm and dragging him while I went to see if Chance was okay.

"I well, I think someone is pretty cool and thought they might think I was cool if I...was friends with a wild horse..." He actually thought Chance was wild! Hah. He was in for a surprise. I gave him stink eye as I reached for Chance's halter. He shifted. "Oh no you don't!" I scowled.

I slipped it over his ears, opened the stable door and lead him out. Beau was staring.

"Still think he's wild huh?" I smirked. I usually wasn't this mean but really, trying to impress some person using my horse. The cheek!

Beau's mouth opened and closed, gaping like a fish. I smiled, lead Chance out and let him into the paddock right next to his stable.

I turned around to bask in my trumps and Chance walked away. But saw nothing. Nothing but a small note that had been crumpled up and had obviously fallen out of Beau's pocket as he made a break for it. It looked like it had been taken out of a book. I bent down slowly and reached out to pick it up. Inside the paper was a beautiful drawing, a drawing of Chance. It was intricate but only sketched but I fell in love.

I looked closer and saw writing. I dropped the paper. It floated to the ground. I stood in shock...

AN** kaysies, I tried to do it but life is tricky. Yesterday two authors came and spoke to us. They gave us a tip. When you have writers block. Don't stop writing! Just go and write something else! A speech, an essay, even just a poem. And then go back.

This probs sucks but I'm ex-horse-ted...

How gross is pulling...it actually happens at parties...I mean yuck!

IT WORKS! I wrote this now...gotta go tho so night.

Sorry abt the minor Cliffhanger but you'll survive!

Ta ta!

❤️ -Skye