Just a Little Bit of Love, Barrels, and Horses

Chapter 10

I never really understood when people would talk about liking someone. Like Abby would talk about how much she liked so and so. She would say how nervous he would get when he came around. Or when she would try to impress him every chance she got. I kind of understand now. A little bit. I'm only 13 for goodness sake!

"McKenna hurry up! You are gonna miss the bus!" My sister screamed clearly annoyed. I grudgingly got out of bed and put on some jeans, oregon ducks t-shirt, my NFR sweatshirt and my newest Ariat boots and my new belt buckle. I ran out to the bus as quickly as I could and barely made it. I sat in the back and listened to music on my phone.

"Hey rodeo girl," a familiar voice says. I groan.

"Alec get the hell away from me. I'm trying to mourn," I say.

"What happened?" He asks. Was that concern in his voice. No that couldn't be.

"That I had to wake up this morning," I mumble.

"Oh, did the rodeo princess not get her beauty sleep?" He jokes chuckling at his own joke.

"Shut up," I say teeth clenched.

"Or what? You gonna get one of your boy toys to beat me up?" He asks tauntingly. I couldn't take it anymore. He basically called me a slut and I can't handle that. So many people have called me a slut or whore because I get along with guys. So I did the only thing I could think of. I punched him. Gave him a mean right hook. "Ow! You hit like a frickin man!" He says clearly in pain.

"Good. Now get out of my damn seat, and if you ever speak to me like that again, or any girl for that matter I will personally make sure you will never move again," I say steaming, yet satisfied. He just nodded and moved quietly. All I heard was applause of girls and guys. And of course guys coming up to me trying to give me their number. Ugh. I hate my life.