Riding the Wind -- INCOMPLETE

Riding the Wind -- INCOMPLETE

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Brooklyn Zindy - A 'normal' teenage girl who's family owns a horse farm. That's me, Brooklyn Zindy.. I know.. Weird last name..... I have a little sister, Katie. She's really annoying though and never calls be by my real name. She calls me Pony, that's my nickname around the barn, well, former nickname until Jasmine ditched me. I also have a wild quarterback named Squirrel! She was NOT fun to train her though... But she's faster then the wind.. Yup that's pretty much the whole shabang! Except this one guy. He's really cocky and it's the most annoying thing! Once he found out my nickname he didn't hesitate to use it, not once! UGHHH why me? ----------/()\---------- I felt the wind swirling through my hair like a feather in a hurricane and my back slightly bending into two-point form. I took a deep breathe in, then released it out. The smell thick, like blood. The reins in my hands moving up and down as if connected to my elbows. I lift my head up, then open my eyes slowly, as if after a long nap.
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"Well, well, well. Who do we got here?" An annoying voice mocked me. I clenched my teeth and faced him with a glare, while his eyes raked my whole body. Again. He stopped in my thighs, his eyes widening a little. I couldn't help but pity myself. Surely he's never seen legs like mine, with his sex crimes he's probably used to seeing long, thin, sexy legs, while mine are short, strong, but stubby. "What do you want?" I snarled. His eyes came back to mine, and he smirked."Chill ThunderThighs." I gave him a mean look, is he seriously insulting me right now ? ☆☆☆☆ Disclaimer:I'm still editing the first few chapters but i promise you it gets better:)

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