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Post by jamespotter on Jun 12, 2012 15:11:06 GMT -5
I led Fifa my Norwegian Fjord gelding down the aisle his coat gleamed from my grooming before we left. I let him into his stall. And ran a hand through my black hair before stepping back to look around the stables it was huge way bigger then my old stables for sure. I liked the idea of being in a new school people wouldn't know who I am and what my past is. I shuddered as I remembered my soccer coach Mr. Miles and what he did to me.
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Post by calliefan234 on Jun 12, 2012 15:17:42 GMT -5
I walked down the aisle, hands in the pocket of my short shorts, and cut off off the shoulder shirt.. My hair was ina loose side braid and I was wearing purple converse. I see a guy I never met. "Hey." I say softly. My voice barley got there. I had become so quiet recently.
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Post by jamespotter on Jun 12, 2012 15:19:11 GMT -5
I jumped in shock when I heard a quiet voice behind me on instinct I tensed and said, "Hey..." I relaxed slightly as Fifa nudged my chest.
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Post by calliefan234 on Jun 12, 2012 15:21:54 GMT -5
I see he is tense, so I try to gentle my tone. "I'm Violet." I say, staying where I was. I was good at reading people, And something told me he didn't like contact.
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Post by jamespotter on Jun 12, 2012 15:24:47 GMT -5
I said quietly, "I'm James, James Mitchell" I ran a hand over Fifa's nose to calm myself my fingers trembled sightly like they did when I was around too many people. God why was I acting like this? it's just one person not 5! Fifa snorted and nudged my hand wanting me to keeping petting him. So I scratched him under hi forelock his favorite spot to be scratched.
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Post by calliefan234 on Jun 12, 2012 15:26:27 GMT -5
"Your horse is beautiful." I say, not moving. I was tired. So tired.
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Post by jamespotter on Jun 12, 2012 15:28:15 GMT -5
I smiled weakly and said, "Thanks his names Fifa"
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Post by calliefan234 on Jun 12, 2012 15:32:18 GMT -5
I nod. "You just get here?"
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Post by jamespotter on Jun 12, 2012 15:33:37 GMT -5
I nodded and said, "Yes, I transferred from a school in Chicago"
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Post by calliefan234 on Jun 12, 2012 18:50:36 GMT -5
"Long way from here." I Said, keeping my distance. I realized no one had touched me since, well a week ago. Was I keepig them away? I bundled deeper into my sweatshirt. I was making a cacoon for myself. "Why'd you transfer."
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Post by jamespotter on Jun 12, 2012 18:52:36 GMT -5
I looked away and said, "Personal reasons....I...Can't say yet..." I stuck my hands into the pockets of my dark grey sweatshirt.
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Post by calliefan234 on Jun 12, 2012 18:56:51 GMT -5
I nodded, unfazed. With my secret, I was a total hypocrite If i got mad. I focused my vivid green eyes on his, the longest eye contact Ive held in weeks. "Nice meeting you James." My words were practically a whisper. "If you need anything, I'm stall 23." I jabbed my thumb over my shoulder.
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Post by jamespotter on Jun 12, 2012 18:59:23 GMT -5
I blink and say, "O-Okay thank you..." I turned and ran a hand through Fifa's forelock.
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Post by calliefan234 on Jun 12, 2012 19:05:46 GMT -5
I put my head down and walked past him, our arms brushing a little. I yanked my arm away. "I"m so sorry." I look at his face. I take 2 steps back, my face red.
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Post by jamespotter on Jun 13, 2012 4:04:50 GMT -5
I flinched liked I'd been burned and stumbled away from her.
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