The Sign

The Beginning

It was always the same for Olive. She had tan skin and ombré hair that went past her shoulders. Her vibrant blue eyes went with the complexion of her face. Her long legs gave her a smaller torso creating her height to be about 5'6" to 5'7". She had a trust with horses that nobody else could understand. You could put a wild mustang in the round pen and she could calm it and stroke the mare or stallions face. She'd leave the wild beast and nobody could touch the monster except her. She had the personality of no other, her bright, friendly, kind attitude. She was very very trustworthy when doing anything. You would ask her to do something and a few minutes later she would have it finished. She did perfect in school, she was on the honor roll, straight A's and not missing a single day.

You could say she would walk through the mall and could get any outfit. She wasn't rich but she had a lot of wealth to run in her family. Her parents would offer the largest things and she'd refuse saying, "Nothing says spoiled like a kid with every electronic. Look at kids in Haiti, send money to a charity." I mean sure she had some devices but she used most of them for reasons. She had a desktop computer that she used for big presentations and a few games that she played when away from the barn. She wasn't a girly girl so she could easily live stream a game on her computer onto an app or create a YouTube video. She had an iPad that she used for doing school work in-school. She had an excellent Apple Laptop that she typed up papers on for school and occasionally write stories or get on Social websites. She had her phone, she had it so she could stay alone at the barn or at home and she'd have a way to call them if she needed something.

Her parents were hard working business people. They were often away on business trips setting up new buildings across America and they were hoping to expand outside of the US. Her mother, Jennifer had long blonde hair with her blue eyes. She ha a bubbly personality that could put anybody into a good mood. Her father, Chris had brown hair with dark blue eyes. Her little family carried the last name of Weston, giving them the calling of, The Weston Family. For a long time Olive had been without a horse. She was an excellent rider and had a gentle hand when dealing with one, but her parents said she had not shown them she was capable to have one. Ever since they said that to her it pushed her to try harder. She had gone to the barn every day for the entire summer riding and keeping the horses in shape, she received 2 lessons a day depending upon the temperature. She would also put extra care with each horse she worked with and to the owner of her fantastic barn, she worked to hard to often. She hadn't cared, she wanted a horse. Only one thing had made it so easy for her to be so friendly, yeah normally you're supposed to shut up, but at the age of 14 Olive was declared depressed. She had never told anyone, not a soul other than her trusty horses. So she hid it with more talk and more kindness, but she still didn't laugh as often, but nobody noticed, so she was clear..... for now.

Her parents were coming home in a week or two. She bought all her school supplies with the credit card they left her with since she was alone for her entire summer. But she didn't know if that was enough. If it was enough to impress her parents.