Unloved

Chapter One

~Edited chapter. Sorry for the bland first chapter, I wrote this when I was much younger and didn't know how to start a book.~

Why did I have no one? Why did no one care for me? Why was I the one who was unloved?

Scarlet had Aztec. Chili had Calypso. Button had Sunburst. The only other horse in our stable was Jimber, and no way I was going anywhere near that old grump.

 I was a beautiful mare, with my silver hair and light blue streaks in my mane, my snow white stripe down the middle of my face. Why didn't the stallions fall for me?

I had changed since I was younger. I was no longer the stuck up, rude filly I had been. Chili had changed too, and he had gotten the girl. While he left me in the dust. 

I stare out my stall door. The other older horses were sleeping. Outside, their fillies and colts nickered and played in the warm June light.

Amber, Scarlet's filly, bucked at Sunshine. I had always like Amber. She was brown with a black mane, with red streaks within her hair. She was nice and caring like her mom, but loud and free like her dad.

Sunshine was Buttons colt. He was white and black like his mother, with neon yellow streaks in his mane like his father. He had a light Spanish accent, l, and was always calm and full of advice.

Calypso's daughter was a grey appaloosa with purple streaks in her mane. Her name was Sky. She was the clumsiest one out of the group, but everyone loved her for her sense of humor and good nature. 

The young horses bucked and neighed happily, rolling in the grass, soaking up the golden sun that shone above them. I sighed, softly.

My coat was in desperate need of a good grooming from Zoey, and I was itching to go out and run in the pasture. I knew that they would be here soon, but they couldn't get here fast enough.  Luckily, it was their last day of 8th grade.  I would have the whole summer with Zoey, jumping, trail riding, barrel racing. But then she would be entering high school, then I would have even less time with her. If I couldn't be loved by another horse, I could at least be loved by my owner. But how could she love me when she's  miles away?