Pure. Torture.

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The next day, I decided to walk because I was in... A skirt. I did NOT agree to this torture, and the only skirt I had was a pink frilly one. I.. Am.. Dead.

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As I arrived, I felt everyone's glare on me. Burning me alive.

"Kill me now.." I mumbled to myself, feeling the redness on my cheeks.

I looked down so my hair could cover my blush, but I couldn't see anything while I walked. THUMP. I bumping into.. Him.. I looked up, he froze for a second and I used that as my get away plan. I bolted into first period and sank into my seat, putting my head into my arms.

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After school, I RAN home. I didn't want anyone to see me like this so I changed immediately and attempted to tame the quarterback again. This time, I put on spurs. I thought if I drained out all her energy before-hand then she might let me ride her.

I put the tack on, she didn't seem to have a problem with that at least.. I hopped onto her back and spurred her immediately, she reared and bucked like I've never seen her.

"Geez, these are just studs, not this spiky twisting ones.." I said to myself.

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It's been 30 minutes and I can tell she is slowly wearing out, heck! I am too, but I gained some stamina from the last time. As she slows to a stop I look at her and she looks at me, I get off and I'm so sour I can't even walk normally. I go up to her with a happy smile and whisper, "Sorry." In her ear.

I untacked her and start leaving when I heard a whinny (<--Look it up) from behind me. I turned around to see the glimmering quarterback rubbing up against me with her elegant, white blaze. Her light pink muzzle touching my pants, while her beautiful head is leaning on my torso...

I take that as an 'I forgive you' hug. This is when the idea hit me in the head. I was going to get my sweet, sweet revenge on Jace.. Oh THIS is gunna be good...

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