The Broken Mare

chapter one: dreams do come true

I huged my best friend paisley smith while jumping up and down screaming "im getting a horse!!!"

"im so happy for you bailey!! now we'll finally both have horses!!" she screamed in excitement.

i released her from my bear hug and she kept jumping up and down making her long, blonde curls bounce like crazy while smiling like a moron.

"im coming with you to help you pick your horse right" she asked puting and hand on her hip and trying not to

smile but was failing despratly.

"no, cause ill just leave my best friend behind, note the sarcasm" I laughed at her.

she laughed with me, and we linked arms while we walked back from school.

it was now the summer holidays so we were off for three months( thank the lord).

pasiley has been my best friend since we were in dipers.

she was tall, curvy and beautiful with her long, curly blonde hair and blue eyes.

she always knows how to make you laugh and when you were sad she knew how to put a smile on your face.

she is the best friend anyone could ask for and i loved her to bits.

"okay down to the important stuf" she began "let me guess" i sighed "clothes".

"your darn right clothes" she smiled because she knew i wasnt that big of a fan of getting dressed up.

"okay are we gonna go for like the 'i take my riding very serious' with the jodhpur's and jumpers look or "comfy" look" she asked more to her self.

" i think the first one" i answered " because i dont wanna be thought of as one of them 'give her a pony and she'll leave' kinda girl, i want them to take me seriously" .

"just what i was thinking bail's" she smiled at me.

we reached our houses which were right beside each other after ten minutes of walking.

my house was a three storey (not including my room which was the attic) with large round windows and pilars, and paisleys house wad identical.

we said our goodbyes and i walked in side my front door.

my mam was in the sitting room hovering the floor and my father was in his study.

i walked up behind my mam, miss emilee jones was a tall, stunninv woment with black hair and blue eyes.

i grabbed her shoulders and she screamed and jumped.

i laughed clutching my side with tears streaming down my face " you should have seen your face, PRICELESS" i continued to laugh until my mam put down the hover and smiled her evil smile and said " oh , so that how it is " she walked towards me " i can play this game to you know " and she chased me around the house.

"DAD HELP" i shoutee still laughing as i ran into his study.

the study was a giant library with tall, high windows and old wooden book shelf with leather bound books my dad had spent his entire life collecting.

did i forget to mention that my dad is horse carzy too!

most of the book were on horses or the arts of building a stables.

"HELP DADDY" i screached and jumped behind him.

"whats goin on here" my father lifted a eyebrow and he put a hand on his hip.