Don't Break My Heart (A BajanCanadian Fanfiction)

Chapter 32 ~ Showing

Lol my parents think I loooove podcasts but I just downloaded a bunch of them and my parents forgot to turn off the wifi. Here you go. It hasn't been edited because I'm supposed to be going downstairs to have dinner. Yay. (sarcasm intended)

But the podcasts are interesting...
~~~{Destiny's P.O.V}~~~
(A week later)

"I'm showing today," Heather told me over the phone.

"What do you mean by showing?" I asked stupidly.

Heather laughed a little. "I'm competing in a...contest. There's going to be trail riding and dressage. I'm at the show now, brushing Aristocrat. The actual show is going to be in two hours. It's..." She told me where the show was.

"That's cool."

"Do you want to come?" Heather asked. "Since I'm showing, I have two extra tickets to the show, since I'm showing myself.

"I would love to!" I smiled, grateful at the opportunity to watch Heather actually ride and try her best. "Can I come with Mitch?"

"Sure. You should come in an hour in a half. I'll see you there!"

"Good luck, Heather! Have fun and try your best!"

"Thanks. I've got to get off the phone. Bye, Destiny!"

"Bye!"

Fight before she cut off the connection to the call, I screamed, "PEACE OUT RAINBOW TROUT!"

~~~{~}~~~

"Next to dressage: Heather Fox!" The announcer's voice rang around the stadium.

Aristocrat trotted out onto the arena floor toward a marker labeled X, Heather on his back. She looked professional in every way. Her blue eyes radiated confidence. Her back was straight and her chin was high.

When Aristocrat reached X, Heather saluted sharply to the judges watching her, calculating her every move, like every person before her. Heather had told me you have to salute to begin and to end.

Heather and Aristocrat moved so gracefully toward every marker, their movements fluid. The arena was dead silent throughout her whole performance.

Heather finally reached X again and saluted to the judges again. She trotted out of the arena. She didn't make any mistakes!

The audience erupted with applause.

"She was great!" I shouted to Mitch over the noise of the crowd.

"I know!" Mitch shouted back. The announcer said something, but I couldn't catch it.

Then the announcer started announcing the placing of everyone in the dressage show.

"Fourth place: Sasha Silver!"

"Third place: Heather..."

My breath caught in my throat. Third place was better than nothing, right?

"...Wolkom!"

I smiled numbly. So Heather didn't get third place.

"Second place: Lauren Towers!"

"First place: Heather Fox!"

Everyone cheered. Mitch and I cheered with them.

~~~{~}~~~

We didn't get to see Heather after her performance. Heather's next class was trail riding. We would watch her progress on a big screen that was set up in the arena.

"Next to ride: Heather Fox!"

Heather was last again.

Heather cantered Aristocrat onto the course, managing to open and close the gate without dismounting. They cantered onto the first obstacle, a liverpool.

They made the whole course without disruption until the last obstacle. Aristocrat started to get excited, and he started to go faster. I counted Aristocrat's strides in my head.

Five, four-

Aristocrat tried to jump on four, but Heather did a half halt and started him again. This time, he jumped perfectly.

Heather opened a gate, walked Aristocrat through it, and closed it again behind her. The screen went black. The arena erupted with applause.

~~~{~}~~~

We didn't see Heather on our way out, despite looking for her, so Mitch and I just left. We decided to play a Hunger Games with Jerome at the TC house.

Mitch rapped on the door and waited patiently. For some reason, no one in Team Crafted ever unlocked the door and went through it themselves, even though they had the key. I guess it's just a way of letting everyone know someone's home.

Jerome opened the door.

"Hey guys!" Jerome greeted us.

"Sup Jerome." I smiled.

Alia's pretty face appeared next to Jerome in the doorway. "Hey Destiny! Hey Mitch!"

"Hi Alia," Mitch and I chorused.

"How was Heather's show?" Alia asked.

Surprised, I asked, "You know about that?"

Alia nodded. "Heather told me. When I said I didn't want to go, she must have called you guys and gotten you to come."

Before I could say anything back, Jerome butted in by saying, "Guess what?"

Alia and Jerome smiled, like they were in on some big secret that nobody else knew.

"We're dating!" Jerome screamed.

I smiled, happy for them.

"Since when?" Mitch asked.

"Just a couple hours ago. Jerome asked me on a date and I said yes. Now we're officially dating!" Alia squealed, which was so unlike her.

"I'm super duper happy for you. Jerome, can I talk to you in private, please?" I asked.

Alia and Jerome looked confused. Looking at Mitch, he looked "cunfuzzled" too. However, Jerome shrugged, said "Why not?" and led us inside.

He left Alia and Mitch in the living room and we walked into a bathroom.

"What is it you want me to talk about?" Jerome asked.

I closed the door. "What happened to Cassidy?" I asked, keeping my voice low so Alia couldn't hear us.

Jerome titled his head. "You don't know what happened?"

"No. The last time I saw her was when you kissed her," I said, tucking a stray lock of blonde hair behind my ear. Before, it wasn't an easy topic to talk about with anyone, especially Jerome. Even though we had a fight one more time after that and we used to be dating, I was really hoping he was going to become that one guy friend every girl needed. He was funny, easy to talk to, and a good friend.

"After you hid your head hard in the pool, Cassidy broke up with me. She didn't like that I was famous, just like Mitch. I think part of the reason she broke up with Mitch was because he was famous. So she dumped me, and I haven't talked to her or seen her since."

"Oh. I totally forgot about Cassidy for a while, until you said that you and Alia were dating."

"That's all?" Jerome asked, arching an eyebrow.

I nodded. "That's all."