Prologue
BANG! The air gun sounded, and all the horses were released from the gate. A lithe young girl was perched on the back of the horse that was in the lead. Number 16. A shoo-in to win. Everyone at the track that day placed their bets on the pair. The girl with long wavy brown hair, a slender muscled body, deep chocolate eyes flaked with green, and a whip in her left hand. Her horse a snow-white thoroughbred was racing past all the other thoroughbreds. The girl whipped the air scaring the horse slightly so she would go faster. The girl and her horse crossed the finish line, and the announcer yelled out, "Isabella Swan and Snow Angel win again!" The crowd roared happily seeing as how most of them had won money because of the pair.
The crowd watched in awe as Isabella led Snow Angel into the winners circle. Isabella mounted her horse, smiled and waved at all the cameras that were practically shoved in her face. Isabella accepted her trophy and flowers and had Snow Angel trot back into the barn.