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Post by Heather♥ Demian on Sept 30, 2012 21:49:00 GMT -5
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They say love is magical.
What they don't say is that magic is only an illusion.
Damian looked out the car window as his family drove him to Canterwood. He was coming here because he had gotten too caught up with sports to concentrate on school, so his grades started slipping. Eventually, his parents decided that the best for everyone was if Damian went to boarding school for the remainder of his high school years. Not that Damian minded much, because he had been riding at his Grandpa's farm for years, so his parents bought him an Arabian stallion to take with him to Canterwood. Damian realized he had zoned out, for his dad was driving into a large circular drive-way, with an arch over the front walkway that said,
"Canterwood Crest Academy
Providing Olypian athletes and Ivy League students since 1850.
Damian looked around, seeing the rolling Connecticut hills and a immense barn in the distance. his dad stopped the truck, turning around in his seat to face Damian. "Alright Damian, are you ready for this?" Damian nodded, "Of course I am, Dad. I'm always ready." He grinned and his mom spoke. "Damian, why don't you take Magic to the stables and we'll meet you at your dorm room?" Damian nodded, opening the truck door. He swung his legs out, feeling the warmth of the sunlight on his lean, toned arms and legs. He hopped down, and shutting the door, went around to get his horse, Black Magic. He unlacthed the trailer door, and stepped in beside Magic. His black coat gleamed in the sun, and the bright blue halter and lead rope were a stark contrast against the midnight black coat. Damian led Magic out of the trailer, and immediatly felt Magic get energized. "Behave, please." Damian whispered in his ear. Magic settled, and after Damian shut the door, they set off to the stable.
When Damian and Magic arrived at the stable, Damian stopped and stared. It had gleaming hard wood stalls with gold name plates. The floor had no more than a speck of dust on it and all the horses looked like they were groomed professionally. He led Magic down the main isle, spotting a gleaming name plate the read,
Black Magic
Owen By: Damian Bell
Damian opened the latch, sliding the door open. He let Magic walk inside, and unclipped his lead rope. After neatly tying it to the bar handle on the door, he reached into the tack box that had been temorarily stored here. Inside was all of his tack. From saddles and bridles to bits and girths. Damian lifted it all out, and headed toward the tack room he had seen. There was an open spot on the wall near the middle that read the same as the stall door. Damian set the tack down, easily orgainzing it like everyone else's. He turned around and saw a pretty girl watching him. "Uh, hi. I'm Damian." He smiled, hoping to quickly make friends.
notes, Open to anyone who would like to post!
word count, 377
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Post by Cara Smith :) on Oct 1, 2012 7:34:40 GMT -5
" Hey Damian , I`m Annabelle . " I said smiling at Damian . "So I guess your new , right ? " I walked to my saddle perched on a rack next to Damian`s . I toke it down and placed it on a table, i went and grabbed some saddle soap and a sponge. I started to scrubbe the saddle with the sponge that was a little damp.
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Post by rosie marie ∞ on Oct 1, 2012 15:37:36 GMT -5
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i'm haunted I sat there, cleaning Cajun's tack. I smiled to my self, brushing the dirt of my saddle tag.
Rose Bryant
River Riding Junkie
Cajun
I quickly sprayed some tack cleaner on the tag and wiped it. I grabbed my bottle of leather polish and wiped the rest of the saddle down. Suddenly, a very attractive guy walked in, followed by a blonde. I didn't think they noticed me. " Hey Damian , I`m Annabelle . So I guess your new , right ?" 'Annabelle said, and began to scrub her saddle. I looked at the guy, waiting for his answer. I thought I saw him glance at me, but I was sure it was just me. I cleared my throat. "Rose Bryant." I batted my eyelashes at the boy, Damian, as she'd figured. WORDS: HERE . TAGGED: HERE . OUTFIT: HERE |
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Post by Heather♥ Demian on Oct 2, 2012 19:10:30 GMT -5
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They say love is magical.
What they don't say is that magic is only an illusion.
As a small blonde followed Damian into the tack room, she said her name was Annabelle. Damian noticed another girl standing in the room with him. He glanced at her and smiled when she cleared her throat. "Hey, Annabelle, nice to meet you." And then turning to the pretty red head, he spoke again. "Hello Rose, it's great to meet you." He smiled at both the girls before grabbing his tack and walking out the door. Secretly, Damian was hoping that the red head, Rose, would follow.
notes, Rose, Annabelle
word count, 82
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Post by Cara Smith :) on Oct 3, 2012 7:14:17 GMT -5
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Damian left the tack room so I continued cleaning my saddle . I looked over my shoulder at the girl with the red hair . “Hey , your Rose right ? ” I said giving a small grin . By that time I was finished my saddle so I walked over and picked up my bridle. “Well i better go now , I have to go practice. But I`ll probably see you around . ” And with that I toke my saddle and bridle and walked out of the tack room to go tack up Beauty .
“speaking”
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Post by rosie marie ∞ on Oct 3, 2012 15:20:23 GMT -5
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i'm haunted I smiled when he spoke. He added emphastisth to the Rose part of the sentence and I'd loved that. When he walked out, I felt my mouth almost drop open. And I almost began laughing, but I didn't. No attractive guy could just walk out after saying hi to me. I followed him. I stood next to him, matching his stride perfectly. "So, are you new?" WORDS: HERE . TAGGED: HERE . OUTFIT: HERE |
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Post by Heather♥ Demian on Oct 3, 2012 18:00:45 GMT -5
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They say love is magical.
What they don't say is that magic is only an illusion.
Damian heard footsteps behind him, then a flash of red hair. Damian glanced at Rose, and nodded. "Yep, just got here today." He was serectly thrilled that she had followed him, glad that maybe she was attracted to him as he was to her.
notes, Rose
word count, 44
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Post by Heather♥ Demian on Oct 11, 2012 19:02:46 GMT -5
rose
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Post by rosie marie ∞ on Oct 12, 2012 9:07:29 GMT -5
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i'm haunted
Rose smiled warmly, she knew he liked her, like all the other boys at this school. But, this was different. Did she like him? She loved Justin! Why am I even thinking about this? I thought. I quickly gave him the sorry, just having more of my sexy thoughts look. "Have you tried out yet?"
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