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Post by omgcupcakes on Jul 20, 2012 15:21:25 GMT -5
Sometime you have to run away [/b][/center][/size] I sat on the ground, next to a cross-tied Baylor. I was pretty sure I was dead. Three hours of practice and a red-bull later, I was exausted. I peeked at Bay-his warm brown eyes were shut and I was pretty sure he was sleeping. I giggled and and looked at my pretty pink tackbox sitting next to me. My giggle turned into a sigh as I hoisted myself up and picked up a curry comb and started rubbing off the dried sweat. It stuck to the rubber and after three strokes, I had to hand-pick it off. "Bay... you're such a guy," I muttered. He snorted in response, causing me to laugh. My pale pink racerback cami was stuck to my back; glued with my own sweat, and my white breeches were rolled up to my calf. On my toes were a pair of baby blue flip-flops. I had traided out my leather boots for these in my tack trunk. Not the smartest, I know, but super comfy. After his chestnut coat was clear of sweat-gobs, I switched to a dandy brush and made sweeping strokes along his toned back. With my left hand, I groomed, and with my right, I rubbed a manicured-finger under my eye. It came off black. Stupid eyeliner. Groaning, I stopped grooming and fumbled for a little mirror that I kept in the grooming box, for emergency's such as these.
When I looked in it, my laugh was so loud that a neaby horse looked up. I looked like a half-dead slug. Nice. My light red hair stuck up as if I had been electrocuted. Grimincing, I smoothed it down with the help of my water from my Contego waterbottle, and I wiped away the traces of eyeliner. Then, I licked my lips and made it look glossy. Semi-satisfied, I focaused my attention of Baylor, who needed it. His mane had clups of tangles, his hoofs were dusty, and his tail stuck up in funny tufts. "A match made in hevan,'' I thought.
I grabbed the small metal comb and whisked it threw his mane, taking care to remove the tangles. On the last section of his mane, I pulled a tangle to the bottem, where it became a snarl. Frowning, I picked it threw until it unravled. His tail was actually eaiser, whith just three little tangles, which was done in no time. I ducked under the crossties and looked him in the eyes. Soft. Brown. Beautiful. Those three adjitives fit him perfectly. I hugged him, and he leanded into my touch. I kissed him on the nose, and then bent over, grabbed a Facial '4' Horses wipe and wiped his nose, mouth and eyes. He fumbled at the halter, exposing his short teeth. He was still young, barely five, but sometimes he acted so well trained, that you'd think that he was eight or nine. I looked down and saw his dusty hoofs, which made me grab the hoofpick, bend over, and hold his heavy leg. I peered down and saw that it was clean. I checked the other three hoofs and saw that it was only dusty, not dirty. Satisfied, I put it down, tossed the pik into the bucket, and heaved it up and put it in my cubby in the tackroom. Then, I walked out and un-clipped him from the crossties, and slowley walked him back to his stall.
The box stall smelled of fresh straw, and grain. I undid the latch, and walked him in. Baylor, starved after three hours of practice, made a beeline straight to the hay, where he stuffed his face into it. I had been giving him small sips of water, so he would be okay to drink normally now. Watching him made my heart swell. He was perfect. A smile slid onto my lips, and, just by watching him, the smile grew until it almost reached my green eyes. "Love you Bay,'' I whispered as I stroked his back. Walking backward, I made my way out of the stall, until I had latched it, and was staring at his chestnut body. With a last smile, I turned, and ran into somebody, who stumbled backward.Notes: I'm bacccckkk!  Tags: Anyone. Open. Outfit: Pink racerback tanktop, white breeches, blue flipflops. Hair in a messy ponytail. Thoughts: Not my best post but whateves! Credits: Bree Harrison Just to see who will follow. |
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Post by ‡Emily Hunter‡ on Jul 20, 2012 15:57:35 GMT -5
♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_ Trix glided over the last jump. She landed neatly on the other side of the tall brick wall. "Good job girl" I said patting her neck. She was panting hard, she needed a break. I swung one leg over the saddle and jumped down to the ground. My boots made prints in the soft arena dirt as I jumped down. My gloved hand gripped Trix's reins as I led her out of the arena. A blast of warm air hit me as we walked into the bright sunshine. It was so nice outside. I led Trixx inside the stable to the crossties. She stood patiently as I removed her saddle and saddle blanket. She was already brushed well so I jsut ran a body brush over her. She nudged me as I unhooked her. We walked down the isle passing a girl. THe girl turned and ran into me, making me stumble backwards. Watch it♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_ Tags: BreeWords: IDKOutfit: ill put it latterNotes: These Are Some Fancy Notes Here BroCredits: This Tempalte Was Created By One Direction @ Caution 2.0, |
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Post by omgcupcakes on Jul 20, 2012 18:45:48 GMT -5
Sometimes you have to run away... [/center][/b][/size] "Watch it." The girl snapped. Startled, I jumped back, startling Baylor. He snoarted at the girl with a short blonde bop. "Ohmigosh! I'm so sorry! I'm a klutz!" I appologised. Hopefully the girl was just startled like I was. Maybe she didn't mean for her tone to come out sounding like that. Hopefully. Baylor blew his warm breath on my check and I smiled. "I'm new. I'm Bree Harrison and this is Bay. Baylor, sorry. Is that your horse? I asked mystery-girl.Notes:  Julia is mean *JK* Tags: Julia Myers Outfit: Pink racerback tanktop, white breeches, blue flipflops. Hair in a messy ponytail. Thoughts: Baylor was a buttmuffin today. Bucked 2x! Credits: Bree Harrison Just to see who will follow [/size][/center] |
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Post by ‡Emily Hunter‡ on Jul 20, 2012 19:40:52 GMT -5
OOC: In a rush, will upload template latter.
"Ohmigosh! I'm so sorry! I'm a klutz!" she said. "No kidding" I muttered under my breath. "I'm new. I'm Bree Harrison and this is Bay. Baylor, sorry. Is that your horse?" 'Bree' asked me."Yes, this is Trix. She is a 2 time Olympic gold medal winner. Unlike that Animal that you call a horse" I said motioning towards, 'Bay'.
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Post by Kayla Storm on Jul 21, 2012 5:52:27 GMT -5
Wow. Julia wasn't even back for a DAY and she was ALREADY acting like a snob. I leaned over the stall door where I'd been listening. "Just chill, Jules." I rolled my eyes and walked into the isle. I smiled, sending a glare to J. "Julia, be nice to the new girl." It's not like she would listen anyway. "I love your horse Bree, I'm Kayla." Notes: JULIA! <3
Outfit: To see todays outfit, please CLICK
Mood: Shocked, and annoyed
Lyrics: This is the part of me* KATY PERRY
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Post by ‡Emily Hunter‡ on Jul 21, 2012 13:27:56 GMT -5
♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_ I laughed You're only saying that because you don't have any other friends Kayla. I rolled my eyes as I leaned up against the stall door. This was going to get ugly very fast. ♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_♫_ Tags: BreeWords: IDKOutfit: ill put it latterNotes: These Are Some Fancy Notes Here BroCredits: This Tempalte Was Created By One Direction @ Caution 2.0, |
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Post by Kayla Storm on Jul 22, 2012 6:41:57 GMT -5
I laughed."Whatever helps you sleep at night, Julia. I smiled slyly, flipping my hair over my shoulder. Notes: JULIA! <3
Outfit: To see todays outfit, please CLICK
Mood: Shocked, and annoyed
Lyrics: This is the part of me* KATY PERRY
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Post by omgcupcakes on Jul 22, 2012 17:59:12 GMT -5
Sometimes you have to run away... [/b][/i][/size] I stood still, startled. Not even a minute had past, and the nice girl-Kayla and mean girl-Julia, were going at it. My senses came too, and I realized that Julia had baiscally called my Baylor a nag. I felt my porcilin skin flush bright red. "Baylor went to Nationals with me, last fall. Dressage. And I honestly feel sorry for Trix," I said, rubbing her light brown cheek. "She seems sweet... Poor girl," I muttered as she squeezed her eyes shut, enjoying my touch. I turned to Kayla. "Thanks so much! He's a sweetheart." And to prove my point, he leanded over the stall door, sniffing Kayla.Notes: Just made banana bread... Thought u guys should know, lol Tags: Julia and Kayla Mood: Outfit: Pink racerback tanktop, white breeches, blue flipflops. Hair in a messy ponytail. Credits: Bree Harrison Just to see who will follow [/b][/i][/size] |
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Post by calliefan234 on Jul 22, 2012 21:39:56 GMT -5
  "Good job boy!" I say, dismounting Harley. I looked around at the jump course. All the jumps were over 4 feet, except the liverpool, which was 2'6. We had cleared them all awesomely. I led Harley down to the barn. Well, not leading really. The barn had strict rules to have your horse on a leadline at all times out of the arena, but Harley really didnt need one. Still, I held the reins loopy as I walked into the barn. As I led down Harley to his stall, I saw Kayla and two girls I don't know. I smiled warily at them. "Hey." I said to Kayla, and smiled at the red haired girl. She looked a little younger then me, maybe in middle school or something. The blonde looked mean, so I just shot her a half smile. Harley slightly twitched his ears back at her.
 WORDS~ dont know, do not careLYRICS~ If I die young- The Band PerryTAGGED~ Julia, Bri, KaylaINSPIRATION~ I had the BEST riding lesson today. My horse was awesome!OUTFIT~ polyvore isnt workingNOTES~ I love banana breadCREDIT~ Carmela Vigil of Canterwood Crest |
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Post by Kayla Storm on Jul 22, 2012 23:36:20 GMT -5
I laughed as Bay sniffed my hair. Hey, boy. Hey, Bree, don't listen to Julia. A horse could win an olimpic gold, and her incredible lack of horse knowledge will still say he is a 'nag.' I smiled a bitter swret smile at J. That was when I noticed Violet comming. Notes: JULIA! <3
Outfit: To see todays outfit, please CLICK
Mood: Shocked, and annoyed
Lyrics: This is the part of me* KATY PERRY
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Post by calliefan234 on Jul 23, 2012 10:13:29 GMT -5
I said "Hey" to Kayla, then I heard what she said. Oooook. Obviously there was something going on. I led Harley down to the cross ties next to his stall. I notice the empty stall two away was taken up by a bay mare. I grab a wet sponge and sponge Harley down, then dry him with a sweat scraper. I gave him a through after ride groomin and when I was satisfied, I gave him a peppermint and put him in his stall. He took a giant slurp of water and started eating out of his black haynet. I turn to the girls, wondering if I should join the conversation.
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Post by omgcupcakes on Jul 23, 2012 11:00:14 GMT -5
Sometimes you have to run away... [/i][/size] Hey, boy. Hey, Bree, don't listen to Julia. A horse could win an olimpic gold, and her incredible lack of horse knowledge will still say he is a 'nag. I smiled. "Is she always like this? Or is it just a bad day?" A asked as I turned my head. Hoofbeats and boots alike, a tall girl with light brown hair led a brown and white dappled horse towards us. She stuck him in the stall, and hovered around us, trying to decide wether or not to join us. "Hi! I'm Bree Harrison and this is Baylor," I gestured to my gelding, who at the moment, was sniffing Kayla's hair so hard, I was scared that he might sneeze on her. "Bay, no sniffin" I commanded gently, and lightly pushed on his baby blue halter. He turned his head, annoyed at me. "I'm on probation," I joked.Tags: Julia, Kayla, Violet Notes: The banana bread is really good Kayla! Only losers don't like banana bread! JK... kinda Muse: To much effort... Credits: Bree Harrison Just to see who will follow [/i] |
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Post by calliefan234 on Jul 23, 2012 12:25:49 GMT -5
I smiled. "Violet. And this is my appaloosa Harley." I said, gesturing to Harley's head as he put it over the stall. He glanced warily at Bree, before deciding she was fine. He turned and went back to munching on Hay.
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Post by omgcupcakes on Jul 23, 2012 16:38:31 GMT -5
Sometimes you have to run away [/i][/center][/size] "Harley," I repeated. "He's gorgeous. And his muscle tone is evident. I can tell that you ride alot!" I said, giving Violet a smile.Tags: Julia, Kayla, Violet Mood: Friendly Notes: Baylor bucked me off... Thought he was acting up but turned out he was stung by a bee!  Outfit: Pink racerback tanktop, white breeches, blue flipflops. Hair in a messy ponytail. Just to see who will follow [/b][/i][/size] Credits: Bree Harrison |
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Post by calliefan234 on Jul 23, 2012 20:40:36 GMT -5
I smile. "Thanks. I do, about 3 hours a day. He's a fit guy.'" I say, patting his forehead. "I got him at a slaughterhouse, so it took alot of work to get him fit." I turn back to Bree, for the 1st time noticing how tall I was compared to everyone else there.
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Julia is mean *JK* 
