Alpine Equestrian Academy

Chapter 2

School's out and I have just finished my long walk from school. I opened the door and walked into my lovely mansion of a home. I flew up the stairs and collapsed on to my bed, reaching out for my phone. I had 5 unread messages. All of them were from the same person. Crazy Follower #21. I rolled my eyes and deleted the messages. I really didn't care what they had to say.

I heard the front door opening and closing and a tired shuffle crossing the large living room. Then it collapsed on the couch. I could hear this because my room is directly above the living room. Ugh, I hate being right above a main room. No privacy. I decided to go and see who this person actually was.

I walked down the stairs cautiously as to not wake the sleeping person that was on my couch. I realised it was my mother, passed out on the couch, snoring really loud. I walked up to her and peered over her shoulder. I noticed that my mother was holding a peice of paper in her hand. I knew she wouldn't mind if I 'borrowed' it. Borrowing meaning reading it and finding out all the juicy details of my parents life.

I carried the paper up to my room and flopped down on my bed. I unfolded the paper carefully, and read the print. 

Dear Samantha and Riley Snow,

You have not paid your bills with the correct payment since the 12th of the 3rd this year. This means that your payment for owning this house has been revoked, and you have to leave your property by the 04/06/14. We are terribly sorry for the inconvenience, but until you have payed the proper amount, you must move from your house and stay elsewhere.

Sincerely,

West Country Bank

I could not believe my eyes. We had to move? Why? We had enough money, didn't we? I had to ask my parents about this. I stormed down the stairs, suddenly outraged with this situatation. I stomped my feet as I made my way to the living room. My mother bolted up right and noticed that I had the paper. Her facial expression changed from confused, to horror stricken across her face.

"Where did you get-" She started but I cut her off. "Why do we have to move?! Why don't we have enough money?! Why has this come to ruin our perfect life?!" I half yelled, half screamed at my mother.

"I'm sorry, darling I'm so sorry. But we are running out of money. We have to move." She tried to explain. My face grew red with frustration and I turned and ran up to my bedroom. I locked myself in and threw myself on to my bed. Why? Was the question running through my head. Why? I couldn't hold my emotions back anymore. Tears started trickling down my face, and before I knew it, a full on sob was tearing through my throat and eyes. I pulled my knees to my face, and let it all go.