Chapter 1

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" First place, Kamilla Ponyheart!", the judge shouted. I rolled my eyes. This was getting SO old! My parents embarrassingly yelled from beside me. Kamilla rode by on her lipazzaner, Everglory. Even her horses NAME is showoffish. I guess it means forever winning, which is what Kamilla always does. Her room is filled to the brim with shiny trophies and medals, most of them gold. Here's the thing: My sister is a big show fanatic. I am too, but my parents only let me compete in the baby classes, like the Fort Pinta Championhip. LAME! My parents hardly pay attention to me and my horse, and when they do, it's usually to just get me to go do chores or to get out of their way. Kinda like Cinderella, but without the fairy godmother or carriage, or any of that gunk. As we loaded Everglory into our giant, silver trailer, I climbed into our purple truck. I picked up my phone and decided to check Instagram. My mom forced me to follow Kamilla, but as you probably know already, I just can't stand the mere thought of my sister. So I tapped the unfollow button, and scrolled down to my own feed. #tickedoff.

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