Sorrel Hill: The E.V.E.R. Tournament |COMPLETED| (BK1)

Chapter Six

Life is 10% of what happens to you and 90% how you react to it - Charles R. Swindoll
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~The Speed Of An Angel~

Lylla was standing in her saddle, keeping her balance perfectly. I had ridden in the saddle not how she was, I couldn't see how you could possibly stay balanced while loping 10 miles per hour.

Angel ran a few more laps before Lylla stopped her, walking over toward me. "Well hey, back early from lessons?" I nodded, "Something popped up and May had to leave. I have a question, do you know anything about a silver mustang?" I asked remembering the accident today.

Lylla dismounted, she took Angel's reins, "Who doesn't around here." She looked at me for a second, "Right this is your first year. That horse is super dangerous, crazy, and uncontrollable. But, somehow Will seemed to pull it off and tame him early last year. He's incredibly fast, but very high spirited. He's unbeatable for cross country." Lylla sighed in admiration.

I nodded, this horse sounded like the real deal! I wonder if Jack could show him up if they jumped tonight! I mounted on Angel once Lylla told me too. She lead Angel to the center of race track, where the grass was. "I'm going to lung her, you try and stand." She fastened Angel's bridle to the lung line and she began to trot.

Her trot was very smooth and even. I could feel when each of her hooves touched the ground, the sound of her breathing from her previous run, and the ripple of her muscles as she advanced to a fast trot.

I straightened my legs, my stomach tightening as she tossed her head. Lylla stopped her as Angel began to get a little hot. Hot meaning crazy in horse terms. I dismounted and decided that would be all for the lesson today, I really wanted to get a ride in on Jack anyway.

We parted ways and I walked to barn three. I noticed around sixty people crowded around the barn entrance. I assumed this was everyone who had their horses stabled in barn three. Emily and Ben were trying to escape the mod of people as they held several papers in their hands. They ran up to me like they were in a desert and I was the last water bottle alive.

"KILEY!!!!!!" They yelled. "Look!" Emily threw one of the papers into my stomach making me groan. I slowly grabbed the paper, but not before scowling at her. She just laughed.
It read:

Dear Campers,

It's time for the EVER tournament. I know you all have been awaiting it. For those of you who are unaware of what the tournament is here is the explanation.

E- Elite
V- Varsity
E- Equine
R- Riders

You have to compete in all sports. Only three out of a hundred actually qualify for it. You may have different horses for each of the sports, but you must ride them all. The sports needed this year are:

Jumping
Cross Country
Team Roping
Derby Racing
Reining
Barrel Racing
English/Western Pleasure
Mustang Challenge

For jumping- the horse must be able to jump six feet to seven. Pintos will not be counted off.

For cross country- the horse will be expected to run a four mile race. With water, boats, logs, muddy grounds, hedges, and several other carefully designed jumps.

For team roping- must have at least four people the maximum being five. Will be roping full grown bulls.

For derby racing- must have either Thoroughbreds or Quarter horses for this race. Must have a horse trained for racing, so other undersigned horses aren't injured.