Naughty and Nice

Chapter 4

Izzy's pov

I woke up the next day to find Hayden next to me in a stripper outfit. I sigh. I hate that job for her but I guess she wants some money. She can just ask. After she left yesterday, I woke up and borrowed Cameron's phone so I can call the stables. They were looking for a new barrel racer. I took the job but I don't want Hayden to find out. She hates that I work just like I hate she works. I also ask how my Sugarplum was doing. They told me what Hayden didn't. $400 per month. Without Hayden knowing, I'm sneaking down there to pay for it and talk about the job. I got out of bed and put on my outfit. 'People are Ok. Horses are better' shirt, my booty shorts, my boots and hat with the belt and beltbuckle. I walk downstairs. The only a guy was down here and I haven't met him. I tab his shoulder.

"Hello." He turns around and looks at me.

"Who are you?"

"Annabelle Lee, or just Annabelle."

"I'm Shawn. I live down the road."

"Where are the boys?"

"Bed sleeping. I come over earlier in the morning. How are you up?"

"I wake up every morning at 8 cause my sister sleeps most of the day. I have a horse I need to go see."

"I can take you." I smile brightly at him.

"Thanks, I have no clue where this stable is at." He smiles at me. I walk into the kitchen.

"You hungry, Shawn?"

"You cook?"

"I'm 14, who doesn't know how to cook?"

"A bunch of the guys." I chuckle and work fast in the kitchen. I learn everything place. I'm just that way. I cook some bacon, pancakes and had orange waiting for the guys. I watch as the boys wake out of their rooms smelling food and sits down. I set the food down and they dig in. I had a plate saved for Hayden. She doesn't get up until like noon sometimes. It's 11. I'm late! Shawn finishes. I write a little note for Hayden.

'Morning Sis! I have to go somewhere but I saved you some food. You should have 5 pieces of bacon and 2 pancakes. If the boys touched it, tell me. I love you sis. I'll be back later. Bye!'

I set my note on the table.

"Guys, I'll be back. Don't touch my sister's food please. Tell her there's a not on the table. Bye!" I wave and Nash stops me.

"You don't do what your sister does, do you?"

"I find that none of your business." I said and just stomp out. I wait on Shawn and he comes in behind me. He tells me which car was his and I hop in it. I tell him where the stables are at. We drive there and I thank him. I went to hand him a 20.

"No need for money. You needed a ride and I gave it to you."

"Thanks Shawn. I'll walk home when I'm done."

"Just call me."

"Ok." I walk inside. The dude that gave us a ride yesterday was there.

"Annabelle, right?"

"Yes sir. Um here's the 400. Don't tell my sister about my job here though, please." He nods. He takes the money and counts it. It's the begginning of August. We both just turned 14. He looks at me.

"How long have your barrel race?"

"2 years."

"How many competions have you won?"

"Many that I've lost count."

"What's your name in the places?" I was hesitate on this one. I'm well-known all over.