Okay in my story the regular people (Alma, Chloe, Zoey, Molly, Sarah, Bailey and Nani.) are fifteen or sixteen. Will is eighteen.
Avery Anderson stood next to the barn at which her parents just dropped her off at. Horseland was a strange place, at least compared to her home stables. A few of the riders were walking towards her now and she turned walking inside the barn. Let's just say she wasn't the talkative type. Actually she hasn't talked in a few years because she hasn't felt the need to talk.
When her friend Melissa died two years ago she stopped talking to people mainly because they felt pity for her and she didn't want pity. Her parent's were the worst when it came to the pity. A main reason she now stands in the Horseland barn placing her horse inside her stable.
She apparently needed a reality in life and her parents decided that living on a farm would be better than at home. She was now to live at Horseland with Bailey and his parent's. Avery wasn't too excited about that but it was better than being home.
Avery turned around and was going to close the door to the stable when she almost ran into one of the people from the group. He was tall and had blonde hair blue eyes. "Welcome to Horseland. I'm Will and I take of the place while Bailey's parents are away. You must be Avery," he drawled in a deep voice.
She looked surprised but nodded and looked at the others who just arrived. Avery simply stared at them until they got the hint to introduce themselves.
"Hey, I'm Bailey." A brunette with a mullet, she noted it in her mind, and bright blue eyes.
A blonde haired girl walked forward. She had blue eyes again. 'Jeez everyone here has blue eyes so far.' "I'm Sarah. It's nice to meet you Avery." Avery nodded in agreement though on the inside she could care less.
"I'm Alma." This girl had brown hair and brown eyes. Avery smiled softly and nodded. 'Her eyes are very pretty.' Avery noted.
"I'm Molly. I hope you like it here, Avery." She was an African American and had beautiful brown eyes as well.
"Well, that is everyone that is here right now. Chloe and Zoey will probably show up later. They are sisters. Nani will be here sometimes as well. Do you want me to show you to your room?" Will asked kindly. Avery stood there thinking for moment before shaking her head and turning back to her horse. "What's your horses' name?" the group stopped what they were doing and walked over to Avery's horse.
Avery turned around and muttered, "Misery. He is an Arabian." The others looked at each other about the name then looked at her horse. It was a male and was a rich brown. The mane was a pitch black.
"Wow, he is pretty."
"Gorgeous."
The whispers were heard and she stepped out after rubbing him down.
"I would like to go now please."
Will held his hand out in a gentlemen way and followed after her into the house. "She isn't very talkative is she? And she seems to dislike company, like we were in her way." Alma said.
"Maybe she is another Zoey or Chloe." Molly joked.
"Let's hope not!" Bailey said.
They all burst into laughter and gasped when Misery's head was nipping at them. "Wow her horse has great respect for her owner. He knows we were talking about her."
"Guys, come on stop talking about her. I bet she has something about her past that made her this way. She seems relatively nice." Sarah reasoned. The others shrugged and walked over to their horses and saddled them up.
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Inside the house, Avery and Will were making their way up the stairs when Will turned around. "How old are you Avery?"
Avery looked at him blankly and answered, "Seventeen and turning eighteen soon." She returned to climbing the stairs.
Will took her to a door and opened it for her. It had plain white walls a bed and dresser. Avery placed her stuff against the wall and went and lay on the bed looking at the ceiling. Will stood by the door for a moment before walking over to the bed and lying down next to her. They shared a moment of silence before Will spoke. "You don't like talking do you?"
She nodded her head and continued looking at the ceiling. "May I know why?"
Avery turned her head and met Will's face mere inches from hers. It reminded her so much of her friend Melissa. They use to lie on a bed and talk about serious things like the future and where they would be. "My best friend died two years ago and everyone pitied me. I didn't want to be pitied so I just stopped talking to people because that is all they did."
Will nodded and turned back to the ceiling. "Sometimes, when you lose someone you want to close people off but in fact you should open yourself up more. You may not realize it but you are hurting and having someone there for you is better then no one."
Avery listened to his words and knew he was right but wouldn't admit it to herself or anyone else. She simply stared at the ceiling for a few minutes with Will before he stood and said something about dealing with the horses. "Will?"
He turned his head before leaving and looked at her. She still was looking at the ceiling and asked, "If I need someone to pull me out," she paused. "Will you be there Will?"
Will smiled and nodded before walking off somewhere. Avery let a soft smile grace her lips before closing her eyes and falling asleep.
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Will entered the barn and saw the others pulling their horses out of their stales. "Will, we are going on the trail ride. You want to go?" Sarah asked politely.
"No thanks Sarah. I should stay behind incase Avery needs something."
"Do you know if something is wrong with her? She doesn't seem very talkative." Bailey asked.
"Yeah her friend died two years ago and she hates being pitied. My guess is that she still hasn't cried for her friend and it is eating her alive. Being around people is the best thing for her right now. Maybe if we accidentally bring up an old memory she will finally break and be able to move on." Will said full of knowledge.
The others nodded and rushed out of the barn and onto the trail. Will watched them until they disappeared before walking back into the house. He walked to his room and lay on his bed. His room was a shade of blue and his accessories matched. He closed his eyes and thought about his past.
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Avery woke up in a sweat. Her dream had contained herself and her friend dying and it scared her. Walking out of her room she went into the room next door checking if someone was anywhere near. She saw a body lying on the bed and she walked closer to see who it was. To her surprise it was Will. She got closer to the bed and figured he was sleeping.
Carefully, she set her own body next to him and snuggled up to his body. Breathing deeply she drifted into sleep noting the feeling of an arm wrapping around her.
Even though she thought he was asleep, Will was in fact awake. He sensed her when she was watching him 'sleep' and figured she wanted to be comforted. He heard her tossing a turning in the other room for a while and he figured if she needed help she would come if not she wouldn't. Holding her close to his body he drifted into a dreamless sleep.