A Summer to Remember

A Summer to Remember P. 3

A Summer to Remember P. 3

Ally's P.O.V

"Jennifer!" I yelled, my voice straining from either anger, or just from yelling. I stomped down to the ring. I glared at her in a look that the next question was going to be sarcastic.

"Where is my horse?" I asked in a sweet voice though through clenched teeth. My voice dripped with...what? I don't think it was exactly anger. Hurt maybe? No, thats not it. Resentment maybe? Maybe a little. Definitely sarcasm. That most of all.

"Did he ride a lesson maybe? Huh? He did. I'm pretty sure and I'm going to go make myself surer." I snarled. Whoa, did snarl at her? I stomped back to the barn.

Jennifer's p.o.v

I new as soon as I saw her truck pull in from behind the trees that I was going to be in deep dodo. Jess hadn't come down with Dr. Pepper yet. Yes, he did ride a lesson today. She didn't want him to because she was afraid he would be tired at the camp they all going to. Yes, I know he is her's, but he needed to at least walk around. And that's what we did. Jess is a new rider so I thought it would be a good opportunity to lightly work Dr. Pepper. Jess doesn't even trot yet. It's not like we gave Dr. Pepper the hardest workout ever, with jumps and cantering and whatnot. Jess walked around in circles for an hour. And small circles too. "She is just really protective of him, Jennifer," I tell myself. "remember your first horse. The instructor was not allowed to go in his stall. -you- had to feed him. You were the only one riding him. She let's others ride him. She just gets mad when you let someone ride him when she says 'No one rides him the rest of the week.' You can under stand that." I finished with my talk in my head.

Natalie's P. O. V

I walked down to the ring. I love it there. It's also where Jennifer is.

"Hey Jennifer," I say wondering if she's done with her talk with herself and also wondering if she was going to get mad, 'cause I did not want to be there when she started cussing if she did get mad. To my relief, she didn't get mad. "Jennifer," I said, "Don't get mad. She is just under pressure, plus, you did...er, disobey her." Jennifer laughed. "You still think it's weird for me to take orders from a 16 year old, don't you?" I blushed. "Yeah,"

Ally's P. O. V

I walked up to the girl twice my size, leading /my/ horse! I was like 'What the heck do you think your doing?!' on the inside. On the outside, I was tense as I walked up to her. I snatched the lead from her hand "Thank you very much," I snarled, my voice dripping with sarcasm. Whoa, what's it with me and snarling today? I smirked at her and turned around. The little pest decided to backtalk me.

"Ms. Jennifer said that it's not nice to trick horses and lead them halfway to the paddock or barn and then turn them around," she almost taunted me with a correction. Then she Smirked at me. I Resisted the urge to pound her to a pulp and dump her in a manure pile then. I told myself that I had to calm down, over and over. I turned to face her. "First of all, it's Jennifer. Second, if your going to call her Ms., it's Mrs. Third, this is MY horse. Not yours. Fourth, I'm NOT in a very good mood. For your safety, I suggest you leave. Now.

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So here we see her madder than a wet hen. Or mad as a horse named Dezel at my barn. Dezel is so mad inside that she kicked herself. Please Vote, Comment Etc. The next part will come tomorrow.