The Unexpected Riders From France A Free Rein Fanfic

Chapter 2

--Marcus's POV--

I wake up to remember that today we're cleaning the stables for the French team. Why can't we just leave it the way it is, I don't know. If we do our normal everyday chores then sweep the isles, we should be fine, but no, Sam just has to have the place spotless. Ever since she was released, she's been different. I know people change while they're in jail, but Sam isn't Sam. Where is the cousin that used to run Bright Field with full confidence? Whatever.
I walk to the stables assuming that Sam is already there considering the car isn't in the driveway. I start my everyday chores and I'm done by 9:30. I see that everyone else is still doing there's so I go and sit in the loft to prepare myself for what's to come.

--Timeskip--

We've been cleaning for almost three hours and we're only half way done cleaning. "Alright everyone!" Sam calls, "Break time." Everyone cheers with what little energy we have left. I put my stuff down and look up only to see Pin and Zoe flirting. Again. All they do is flirt and it's annoying. First she breaks my heart by confessing her feelings to Pin, then she kisses me, and now she just flirts with Pin like I don't exist. I shouldn't have turned down the spot for the team on the mainland. Maybe then I would exist.
We all go and sit down in the paddock to eat lunch. I'm sitting off to the side, alone, eating my sandwich. I look up to see Becky staring at me. When she realizes that I noticed her staring, she blushes and looks away.
After lunch, we walk back to the barn to finish our work. I pick up my sponge and start to clean the windows again.

--Estelle's POV--

"Estelle! Je dépêche, vous êtes en retard! (Estelle! Hurry up, you're late!)" I hear my mother call from down stairs. Wait what? I look over to my clock only to see that it's 8:05. Oh. My. Gods. IM LATE! I quickly change into a pair of breeches and a random t-shirt, grab a pair of socks and get my bag. I run down stairs to get a breakfast bar and leave. "Matin maman. Je n'ai pas entendres mon alarme desparître. Je dois y aller. (Morning mom. I didn't hear my alarm go off. I love you. Gotta go!)" I tell my mom. "Je t'aime aussi mon coeur. (I love you too sweetheart.)"
I make it to the stables right as Mr. Moreau starts talking to the group that's leaving. "Ah, Miss DeMarais, you decided to join us." Amelia laughs and says "At least the rest of us were here in time." I roll my eyes and get in on the group conversation. "As I was saying, you will arrive here no later than 10 sharp. If you're not here, we're leaving you. Bring clothes, toiletries, and other necessities. You're horses will be there later this evening and they will stay the night at the stables at the airport until we get there. We will pack your trunks, and your tack onto the plane tomorrow before we leave." We all nod and go to work.
I've been making sure everything I need is in my trunk for the past 20 minutes. Just as I'm about to step away, I get a call from an unknown number. They most likely have the wrong number. I answer the phone to see who it is. "Hello?" "Hi is this Estelle DeMarais?" Wow that was...unexpected.
"Yes, this is she. Who is this?"

"I'm Sam. I own Bright Field. I was calling to make sure Mr. Moreau gave me the right number. I'm so exciting that you're coming."

Why would he give her my number? "Thanks. I can't wait, but I do have one question, why did Mr. Moreau give you my number?"

"Oh, I asked for one of the riders number so I could contact you if anything changed. I know it sounds strange of why I couldn't have just gotten it when you got here, but I had to ask you a question."

"Okay what do you need?"

"Are you comfortable with training difficult horses? I have a horse here that will only answer to one of our riders and it's not his owner."