Double Dutch Acres: Drama on the Course

Did Anyone Say, Drama??

I awoke at the sound of a ear - piercing whinny, trucks, and honking horns. I looked back, out of Cora, my trainer's, truck and saw a white trailer behind us, and slouched back down in my seat. "Oh good, you're awake. Now I can sleep." Cora said, yawning. I smiled and put my chair back. "Nah, I'm good with sleeping." I said, sleepily. Laughing, Cora found a spot close enough to the barn.

"Wow," I said under my breath. Double Dutch Acre's boarding school is fabulous. I opened the door as fast as I could, and caught a glimpse of inside a barn. It was *huge* and had bout 9 stalls on both sides. On the left, I saw a bay and sooty palomino touching noses, like they were using ESP. A red head girl, about 17, walked over to the two horses. I heard her squeal, "Danceeer! My baby made it!!" and go to hug the palomino's neck - who I now know is Dancer. I stepped a couple steps closer to the barn, and looked to the right side. i noticed a spacious box stall, with shavings, and a top and bottom door with latches to open the. I smiled and looked at the nameplate. It read 'HARRY' and underneath, I saw Q. Berkley. I grinned, knowing Harry is my pony now. My. Pony. Every two stalls, there are crossties. To the left outside the barn, there'sa washstall, with a cover over it, along with a hot walker a couple feet away. There are huge pastures and paddocks along each side, with some horses in it, grazing or playing. All of them have different colored blankets.

I walked over to the back of the trailer, and watchd as CCora opened it up. Harry put his ears back at the sound of all the horses and cars, that was slowly dying down, and stomped hi foot. I untied my red lead rope, and attached it under Harry's chin and slowly lead him out of the trailer. He stood tall, trying to show off, and swivled his ears back and forth and all the noises, confused what to think - like me He looked baack and saw me, and started relaxing. Cora took his lead rope. "Why don't you grab the tack from the back of the truck and find your locker and tack trunk." Cora suggested. She handed me a purple key ith a tag that read "LOCKER 407" and next to it was another tag that said "TRUNK 306." I smiled and looked around the barn, taking in all the sghts. I took sharp turn to the left, and saw a wall of tack lockers. I

found #407 and put the key in the lock. I opened it up and placed my shaped saddle pad, purple, red, blue, orange, white, and black quilted saddle pad, along with y Pessoa saddle, (new) bridle, and extra halter and lead. I quickly locked the locker, and shuffled over to my trunk - which is massive! It's maroon with a grey boarder. On the top f the lid, it had DDA's logo, a horse head with a braided mane ad a bridle on, in a diamond. Attached to the diamond, there's a rectangle that reads 'Double Dutch Acres' in bold, grey letters. "Whoah," I said under my breath. I gently placed Harry's plaid maroon stable sheet, along with his heavy duty, waterproof purple blanket - for those cold nights. I turned on my heels and looked up to see Cora holding Harry, gently brushing him off with the grooming box she put on my trunk. "Forgot these," she said giggiling and winked. I smiled and hugged her. "I cannot believe where I am now!" I shrieked. Cora, smiling, opened my tack trunk. You shoud put his heavy blanket on." she said frowning a bit. "Why?" "It's supposed to reach almost below 45 degrees tonight." I nodded, thanking Cora for the info for tonight. Cora handed Harry's red lead rope to me She had swapped his shipping halter for a stunning red halter. It stood out perfectly against Harry's coat.

I lead Harry into his stall. I giggled. "His stall is huge!" I lookeed at Cora and she nodded. She found a spot on my tack trunk in front of Harry's stall, and was signing papers. Not wanting to interrupt her, I tied Harry's red lead rope to the metal bars in front of us. "Automatic water, haynet, salt lick, and a jollyball." I sighed. "Aren't you a spoiled pony?" I asked Harry. He look at me and blinked, almost as if he would roll his eye. I pat his neck and finished tying his lead rope. I went on auto pilot as I unbuckled his shipping blanket, that would be up in the tack room - yes, the barn has an upstairs! - and picked his hooves. He didn't need any brushing, so I left him in his stall for a second to get him heavy duty purple blanket. I found a new purple halter and purple lead rope on my tack trunk, along with a little note. I read it: Quinn - I left to go to Mr. Fleit's office. I have a surprise for you! Come here whenever you're done! xxx Cora. My jaw dropped as I looked at the halter. "Co-" I jumped when I heard a cold voice coming from behind me. "So, you're Quinn Berkley?"