The Black Beauty (Wattys 2015)

ÀƚƦ~~ The Black Beauty-Part Eleven~~ƦƚÀ

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I AM AALLLIIIVVVVEEEEEE!

Sorry, I had to do it lol. That's not proper word use, but hey! I have finished part 11!!!!!!! I am so very sorry for abandoning this book for so long. I have been catching up on school work and trying to focus on GHP, which is the Governour's Honours Program, in which the top 1% of the students in Georgia are selected to go through a series of interviews in their nominating area, and after state interviews, those that make it get to go to Valdosta State University for 1 month and spend time with smart people and professors. Overall, I am stressed and focused, ha ha ha. But I am on Christmas Break, and I have free time from everything, so I thought I would be generous and update some of my stories, this being the first one I update.

Spoiler Alert:  There is something introduced back onto this chapter that will be a cliff hanger....Guess who is coming back!!!!!!

As for the comments on which book you all would like to be updated, that is kind of why I am updating this story first. So, I am going to stop talking and rambling, and on with the story!

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ÀƚƦ~~ The Black Beauty-Part Eleven~~ƦƚÀ

John woke up around seven thirty, and gave us our feed and hay for the morning breakfast.  He loved on me like nothing happened the night before.  He didn't have a limp or anything, so I knew I had not hurt him that bad.  Emma woke up shortly thereafter, and confronted John about last night.

"What exactly happened, John? I have never seen you act like that towards Shawn!" Emma snaps.

"What do you mean? Nothing happened?" John states, sounding more of a question.

"What-?! You blew up at Shawn!  She got agitated by something and stomped her foot, yours just so happened to be in the way and she stepped on your foot! You went nuts!" Emma yelled out, pointing to me as she talked.

"N-no.  That was not me!  I swear it!  I wouldn't do a thing like that to Shawn!" He cried out, looking around nervously.

'He isn't lying either, sweetie. John didn't have control.' Splash explained to me.

'Still, my trust for him has gone down.  He should have fought whatever was making him to be that way.' I pin my ears and toss my head, angry at the fact John would do that to me.

John comes to my stall and opens the gate.  He halters me and leads me to the crossties and clips me in the ties.  I shuffle around, looking around like I see something dangerous.  I jig in place, and toss my head, flapping the crossties against the stall doors.

Emma comes up behind me and pats me on the butt.  I stop, flicking my ears back and forth listening for Emma.  She runs her hand across my back up to my neck, and tangles her hands in my mane.  She runs her left hand across my neck towards my chest.  I feel a pinch, but it is soon replaced by nothing but relaxing. 

That son of a beach gave me a calming agent...great.

John placed my saddle on my back and tightened the girth.  He grabbed the bridle and slipped it on, the cold bit feeling funny in my mouth.  He mounts, and directs me to the arena, which is laden with dressage horses and riders.