What Luck, Red
A/N: Okay, so this is another one of my stories...duh! Bella is an English rider...it's not hard to understand...but if you have any questions about riding terminology that I didn't explain/you didn't get my explanation, please feel free to ask.
Oh, and right now, they're all 13/14/15 years old; they're going to get older as the story goes on, though.
Disclaimer: SMOA and anything else I have used... as in Lauren Brooke, the barn I ride at.... you get the idea...
1,2,1,2....jump! I thought, as I jumped my horse, Sonja, short for: My Baby Doll, Sonjador. We had just completed a two-foot-six-inch oxer. (See profile for image on what it looks like)
"Good girl, Sonja, baby," I crooned to her.
"Very nice, Bella, I think you're done for the day," said my trainer, Jennifer, well, Ms. Jennifer is what I called her, at least.
"Okay, thanks bye, Ms. Jennifer."
"Bye, Bella."
So I took Sonja to the barn and untacked her. Since I lived in the ever-rainy Forks, Washington, it rarely ever got warm enough that she would sweat a lot, so there wasn't a need to sponge her off. So I just groomed her off and returned her to her stall. I walked out of her stall to see one of the stable hands, and one my best friends, Red.
"Hey, Red," I said.
He turned around. "Hey, Bella," he said. "How was Sonja today?"
"Great!" I said. "She sailed over the oxer today."
"How tall?"
"Two feet, and six inches," I replied proudly.
He let out a low whistle. "Wow, that's really good, Bella!"
"Thanks," I said.
"What's all of this 'oh, I'm so proud' business?" asked another stable hand, Ty. He, too, was another one of my best friends. There were four stable hands in all, and they were my best friends. But, all of them were guys, so I didn't hang out with girls much. I had one "girlfriend," named Angela, but that's really it. I'm not a stable hand, even though I hang out with them and help them work, but I'm in the "group."
"Nothing, besides little Bella here got Sonja over the two-six oxer," said Red.
"Really?" asked Ty. "Wow, that's really terrific!"
"Thanks," I said bashfully.
Then the other two stable hands, Nick and Logan, walked over.
"I heard what happened, great job, squirt!" said Nick.
"Yeah, that's amazing!" said Logan, picking me up into a bone-crushing bear hug.
"Thanks, I'm so happy that Sonja heals so fast." Just two months ago, Sonja had tried to jump over that same oxer but crashed into it. I fell off right before, so I wasn't hurt too badly, but Sonja had broken her leg. She has healed really fast, and had conquered the jump.
"Oh, Bella, there are a couple of families here, and Ms. Jennifer wanted to know if you would show them around," said Nick.
"Yeah, sure, can you give me a little background information?" I asked.
"Sure, read this:" he handed me five folders.
Student Information:
Student: Mary Alice Cullen (prefers 'Alice')
Age: 14
Date of Birth: 6/20/95
Height: 4' 9"
Weight: 81 lbs
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Blue
School: Forks High School
Home Phone #: (360) 449-9671
Cell Phone #: (360) 286 – 4319
Mother: Esme Cullen
Cell #: (360) 289 – 4241
Work #: (360) 115 – 7346
Father: Dr. Carlisle Cullen
Cell# (360) 174 – 6923
Work #: (360) 129 – 3201
Student: Edward Anthony Cullen
Age: 14
Date of Birth: 6/20/95
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 125lbs
Hair Color: Bronze
Eye Color: Green
School: Forks High School
Home Phone #: (360) 449 – 9671
Cell Phone #: (360) 209 – 5032
Mother: Esme Cullen
Cell #: (360) 289 – 4241
Work #: (360) 115 – 7346
Father: Dr. Carlisle Cullen
Cell# (360) 174 – 6923
Work #: (360) 129 – 3201
Student: Emmett McCarty Cullen
Age: 15
Date of Birth: 4/24/94
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 151 lbs
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Blue
School: Forks High School
Home Phone #: (360) 449-9671
Cell Phone #: (360) 339 – 9410
Mother: Esme Cullen
Cell #: (360) 289 – 4241
Work #: (360) 115 – 7346
Father: Dr. Carlisle Cullen
Cell# (360) 174 – 6923
Work #: (360) 129 – 3201
Student: Jasper Whitlock Hale
Age: 15
Date of Birth: 12/15/94
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 127 lbs
Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Blue
Home Phone #: (360) 134 – 7317
Cell Phone #: (360) 195 – 7301
Mother: Charlotte Hale
Cell #: (360) 830 – 2976
Work #: (360) 196 – 1835
Father: Peter Hale
Cell #: (360) 291 – 4583
Student: Rosalie Lillian Hale
Age: 15
Date of Birth: 12/15/94
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 108 lbs
Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Blue
Home Phone #: (360) 134 – 7317
Cell Phone #: (360) 9085 – 1034
Mother: Charlotte Hale
Cell #: (360) 830 – 2976
Work #: (360) 196 – 1835
Father: Peter Hale
Cell #: (360) 291 – 4583
(A/N: None of these numbers are real! Only the area code is.)
"Some family," I said.
The guys nodded their heads.
"See ya," I said.
"Bye, Bella," said the guys.
I walked out of the barn in my breeches, tall boots, and the academy's riding shirt. Personally, I never understood why we had to wear this – I would prefer jeans, a t-shirt, ad jodhpurs, but I guess it is a good idea now, because I had to make a good impression.
As I stepped out, I saw two families – the Cullens and the Hales, obviously.
"Hello," I said. "I'm Bella, welcome to Magnolia Riding Academy."
"Hello, Bella, I am Carlisle, and my family, the Cullens," he said, gesturing to the woman and children around him. "And these are our friends, the Hales," he then gestured to the family near him.
"It's nice to meet you all," I said. "I am the one who is going to give your children a tour of the barn. Do they have a lesson today?"
"Yes, at three-o'-clock," answered Carlisle.
"Alright, see you then,"
"Bye," said the Cullen and Hale kids. Then they walked off with me.
"Okay, so you know my name, and I think I know you all," I said.
"Alright then, guess," said the tall, brawny one.
"Okay, you're Emmett McCarty Cullen," I said.
"Lucky guess," he muttered.
I laughed. Then I looked at the pixie-looking one. "You're Mary Alice Cullen, but you like Alice, right?"
She nodded and blinded me with her smile.
Then I looked at the Adonis-like bronze-haired one. "You're Edward Anthony Cullen."
He nodded.
"Then I looked at the blonde-haired Hale twins. "You're Jasper Whitlock Hale, and you're Rosalie Lillian Hale," I guessed.
They nodded.
"Alright then, let's ditch this Popsicle stand, and get to it!"
"Bellsies, are the new kids here yet?" asked Logan, with his quiet, but booming voice.
"Yes, Logan, they are, but don't scare them, at least, not yet," I replied.
He laughed and kept on walking.
"Sorry," I said. "That's Logan, one of the stable hands."
The nodded but looked a bit weirded out.
"Okay, so the major rules are: no running, no screaming, and don't goof off in a way that could be dangerous to either the horses, or yourself."
"Okay," they all said. Then they looked pointedly at Emmett.
Then I led them to the tack room
"This is where all the tack and feed is kept. There's nothing really here to see. We're going to see the horses next, but a lot of them aren't here. They're at the Sedge Hill horse show."
"Why aren't you there?" asked Alice.
"Because my horse got injured two months ago, and isn't in show shape yet."
"I'm sorry," said Edward. Gosh, he was gorgeous.
"It's no biggie. Do you guys want to see her?"
"Sure," answered Edward for them.
So I walked them over to Sonja – my A-circuit three-day eventing horse. I wasn't about to tell them that the other reason that I didn't compete in those shows was because I was too good for them. But they'll find out soon enough...
EPOV
I wasn't sure if I was all too excited about starting Horseback Riding. But then I saw our "guide."
Her beauty was indescribable.
Not only is she gorgeous, but she also truly loves horses, especially her horse, Sonja.
I tried to be attentive, but in truth, I could barely keep my eyes off of her.
I think that the gang saw that – well, I know that Alice did. She didn't miss anything.
I saw Alice looking at me with expectant eyes.
I rolled mine at her.
But then I heard about why Bella couldn't go to the show today. I couldn't believe the devotion she had for her horse.
Or maybe I was a bit biased...already.
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Thanks bunches, my Loverlies,
Lissie
