Horse Ridin' (Motionless In White)

Chapter 3: We're gonna be late!

Written: 9/18/16-9/19/16
Edited: I didn't, sorry for typos and other shit
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"WAKE THE FUCK UP!" Sirenia yelled, jerking Rosaline from her sleep. "WE'RE GONNA BE LATE!"

Nearly jumping out of bed, Rosaline squeaked as her head came into contact with something hard. She groaned, hiding her face in her hands at the realization she'd just head butted her sister. "Get the hell out of my face, Siri!"

"You're gonna make us late! Get your ass out of bed!" Sirenia fretted, jumping up from where she'd been sitting on the edge of Rosaline's bed and rushing over to her closet. She gestured to the outfit hanging on the door- the one Rosaline had set out for today. Upon further investigation, one would see it was the same thing Sirenia was wearing. "You see this? You need to get out of your pajamas and into this shit!"

Rosaline only groaned again. "Why didn't you wake me up sooner?"

"Because you're usually the one with 10 fucking alarms set so you can't sleep past an hour before we need to leave!" Sirenia was moving around the room now, unplugging Rosaline's phone from where it had been charging on her desk and gathering the papers sitting next to it hurriedly. "We need to go!"

And, with that, Sirenia was out the door with Rosaline's phone and papers in hand.

She shot out of bed then, tripping over her own two feet to get to the bathroom. Alright, alright! Relax!"

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Both sisters walked out of the house in their slightly cheesy yet very affective matching outfits- black full seat riding pants, black paddock boots and customized Motionless In White shirts. They'd had the shirts made especially for shows like this so they could rep their favorite band and their barn. While the front of the shirt was in fact a Motionless shirt, the backs had their logo and 'Covenant Stables' printed in a very similarly badass font. Sirenia had thought of the idea and had some different styles made of relatively the same shirt, resulting in Sirenia currently wearing a crop top version and Rosaline the t-shirt version.

They rushed down towards the barn, unsurprised to find Jared leaning against the trailer and looking at them pointedly. "Y'all are gonna make us late if you don't hurry up!"

"Ro wouldn't get up!" Sirenia defended, rushing past Jared and disappearing into the barn. "It's not my fault she overslept!"

Rosaline groaned, rubbing her forehead frustratedly. "Grab my horse and I'll get your shit!"

Continuing without waiting for a response, Rosaline walked into the tack room and grabbed the final things they hadn't packed in the trailer yet- Sirenia's saddles, both of their Dressage clothes and Frankie's Dressage bridle. She struggled to get it back to the trailer, accepting help from Jared to get it into the tack room portion and put everything in its rightful place.

"I already loaded Abigail, all my stuff and filled the water tank. Our hay and their feed is packed too. Anything else?" Jared asked, looking to Rosaline for direction. "Eric should be here any minute to cover AM feeding while we're gone, too. Then Sam and Katie get here at about 8 to do morning barn work. Did you brief them on everything?"

Sam, Katie and Eric were all what the sisters referred to as 'holiday workers'. They were some of the small group they trusted to take care of their horses and had watch the barn while they were showing or anywhere that would keep them from taking care of the horses. Sam and Katie both kept their horses at Covenant, whereas Eric didn't own a horse of his own and, quite frankly, wasn't allowed anywhere near their's except to feed them. Neither sister liked him or his work, but they also couldn't find anyone else to do the morning feeding meaning they were stuck with him for the time being.