Chapter 6

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"WAKE UP!" I screamed and hit Addison over the head with my pillow.

"Whaaaaat?" She groaned. "I was dreaming."

"Were you? About what?"

"I don't remember. I might have if you had woken me up later than 7:30."

I laughed and said, "My mom's making bacon. And waffles and eggs, but mainly bacon."

She was perked up by the time I dragged her out of the bed. Mom already had plates set on the table in the nook and was putting four huge strip of bacon next to the eggs and waffles.

"How long have you guys been up?" Addison asked me.

"Since 5:45," Mom replied. "You know the saying, 'the early bird catches the worm'."

"Or, bacon," I put in. "You have to get up pretty early to do your chores around here." We sat down at the table and wolfed down our food. When we were done, I asked Addison, "Do you want to get dressed then go ride the horses?"

"Sure!" she said, enthusiastically. She changed faster than Mom on Labour Day, when she wanted to get to the parade as early as possible.

The morning was chilly, but still warmer than the day before. I put the reins on my horse, Wuther, then another set of reins on Flanna, our most tame and easiest to ride. I got out the saddles, and before I could get Wuther's on, Addison had Flanna's strapped up and adjusted.

"Wow, you do that fast," I told her once we got out into the field.

"It's a gift," she replied and mounted her horse. I shrugged and got on to mine. I led him to the large corral in the middle of the field, and Addison followed. I dismounted and opened the gate, then led Wuther through and set out the jumps.

"Do you jump?" I asked Addison.

"Yep, and I'm due for practice, too."

We went individually jumping our horses over the fences and scoring eachother. Addison went first, and I had to rate her performance.

"Seven and a half."

"What? Why?"

"Because you almost fell off after jump number three!" I said laughing.

"Oh, alright. Your turn, but I wont go easy on you."

I got on Wuther and started galloping. I cleared all jumps pefectly, from my perspective, at least.

"Eight."

"Fine with me. Lets take the horses back in and go in the house." I guided Wuther to the barn and, once again, Addison followed.

Once the horses were locked up safely, we ran back to the house. I made hot chocolates and we went down to the basement and turned on the wii. I popped in "Need For Speed" and grabbed a controller to hand to Addison.

I came in first twice and Addison second twice, then we quit because it was time for Addison to pack up her stuff. We said our goodbyes, and she left with her mom.

Since it was Saturday, I turned on the TV and changed the channel to cartoons. Not much time later I was laughing my head off, then the phone rang.

"Hello?" I answered, still laughing.

"Kathryn? It's Matt. Are my mom and Addison stil there?"

"No, they just left, why?"

"They should've been home by now. Even in heavy traffic it only takes fifteen minutes from my house to yours."

"Oh, well I'm sure they'll be back right away, then, they only left five minutes ago."

"Okay, thanks." I clicked off the phone when I heard the beep from the reciever.

I hope they're okay... I thought. I couldn't help but worry, though.Even the Loony Tunes couldn't cheer me up. I had a tendancy of thinking of the worst case scenario, and I couldn't help it but think that they'd been in an accident. I flicked off the TV and walked upstairs.

I grabbed a glass of water and jumped when the phone rang again. Same number.

"Yes?" I asked, sarcastically.

"They're in the hospital."

I couldn't say anything.

"Kathryn? Are you still there? Are you okay?"

"Y-yeah. I-I'll pick you up and drive you there if you'd like."

"That'd be great," I could tell he was trying hard not to cry. "Thanks."

I got mom and told her. We got in the car and drove as fast as the speed limit would allow to Matt's house. We got there in fifeen minutes, just like Matt said how long the drive was.

"Hey," I said sympathetically. "You okay?" All he did was nod.

He strapped on his seatbelt and we drove away to the hospital.

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