Chapter 12

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Swear warning in song!

Sophie Foster


Sophie walked with Keefe to the boarding gate, still exhausted from her surgery, the previous week. 

"You sure your up for this?" He asked her. Out of the two of them, Keefe was probably the more nervous one. 

"I'm fine, Keefe," She said through her The Simpsons mask. 

"You promise?"

"Yes,"

"And you promise not to jump on  Silveny the second we get home so you can go jump over some meter 10's and almost die?" 

She hesitated before saying, "Never" she smiled. As she sat down in her comfy seat, she looked around her, checking to see if that creep Max was there. Thankfully he wasn't. She smiled to herself as she turned on the mini tv. 

"Oh gosh! There's a new Simpsons episode!" She squealed. 

"Your obsessed with that show" Keefe groaned as she clicked on the new episode and started watching it. During the show, Sophie fell asleep with her head on Keefe's shoulder. 


Max Summers 

Max boarded the plane 2 minutes before the gate closed. He sighed in relief when he sat down in his seat. He searched the plane for a special, golden-eyed, girl. She was sleeping so perfectly. But what irritated him was the blond guy beside her. Any girl would crush on him, but they would crush harder on Max. (Keefe, someone's ego is almost as big as yours bud.) 

Max glanced back at Sophie. She had a mask on with the Simpsons characters on it. Was she some sort of germaphobe? He wondered. He looked around and saw an older man sitting near Sophie giving him a death glare. He looked beside the man and saw a teenage girl and boy giving the same glare. He panicked before turning away. 


Sophie Foster

When the flight ended and they got home Sophie said goodbye to Keefe and thanked him for everything before hurrying into her room to change into some riding clothes. She put on an ice blue polo shirt with cream coloured breeches. (riding pants) 

She hurried down to the arena and set up some jumps. She put one at the height of 18 inches and moved to the next and raised that to 2'6 before adding some meters in. After she finished she hurried to the tack room and grabbed Silvenys tack. She hurried to her stall, slipping her halter over her delicate nose. By the time she was finished tacking up, she was exhausted. She slipped a headphone piece into her ear and selected her showjumping playlist. She brought  Silveny to the arena before hopping on her with the mounting block. Oh, how good it felt to be back in the saddle. She warmed Silveny up before hopping over the fences, starting with the smaller ones before the larger ones. Silveny cantered gracefully as she kept pace and beat in the course. Sophie brought Silveny to a walk before dismounting and removing all her tack but the bridle and then hopped on bareback. She did the course well considering she was still recovering from surgery. She cooled the mare down for a while before noticing a brown-haired boy watching her. 

"May I help you?" She asked before recognizing him.

"Yes. I believe you can" He replied flashing the most horrifying smirk in the history of all smirks. 

"How do you know where I live?" She asked shocked and terrified.

"I have my ways." 


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This was a struggle to write. Please someone give me something to happen! 

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