# 1 * The Invitation
"All right girls!" Max cried. Max is our instructor, and the nicest one yet. "Settle down!"
It was just before dinner and Max has an announcement to make. Lisa, Stevie, and I were sitting at the table, awaiting what he had to say.
"Okay, as you know, Pine Hollow has a great event of some sort each year. This year, it won't be at Pine Hollow as usual," Max said.
Everyone groaned. Usually if it couldn't be at Pine Hollow it'd be in some really weird place that no one liked. I don't know why they couldn't just stick to Pine Hollow.
"Great – this is gonna be some event," Stevie said sarcastically as she put her blonde hair behind her ears.
"Okay, settle down! Stop groaning!" Max warned. "Instead, it'll be at Windy Willows!"
I gasped. Windy Willows – the most expensive horse club ever! And our great event was going to be held in it!
"This is going to be the best!" Lisa said, straightening out her designer Gucci jacket.
"I can't wait!" I exclaimed. "Max, when will it be taking place?"
"Well, Carole, we will have practices for all the girls and have the top 3 battle against the top 3 in the other 5 saddle clubs. We will have 10 competitions, and the maximum of events you can go to is 4 at the most. So choose carefully if you get chosen for all 10 for you can only be in 4," Max explained. "Okay, so here's your dinner – chop-chop, eat it up!"
We all said grace and began digging into mashed potatoes with gravy, pork chops, slices of cucumbers, a glass of orange juice, and for dessert, pudding with a glass of milk.
"This is going to be the greatest Great Event!" Stevie cried after eating a mouthful of mashed potatoes.
"Yeah, and I'm gonna be all you losers faster than you can say "Hurrah!"!" Veronica DiAngelo remarked.
"What makes you so sure that you'll be in it?!" I said.
"Because, I'm the best with the best horse," Veronica said. It was true. Veronica had an expensive horse named Cobalt, who was black, big, and great at jumping. But there was a slight problem.
"What about all the falls you've been in with him. I don't know if you'll be able to last this one!" Stevie said.
"Well, I will beat all of you, you'll see. I'll get accepted into all 10, choose the best 4, and beat you all. I bet you'll only get into 1 event – the one for losers!" Veronica laughed.
"Then I'm sure you'll be in it!" Lisa said as Veronica walked away. "I sure hate her. She always thinks she's the best because she's got much more money than us! Money can't buy you a trophy, unless it's one from the store. It can't buy you happiness, or anything for that matter. All it gives you is the attitude of being snobby, mean, and selfish."
"Don't forget being uncooperative," Stevie reminded her as she took a gulp of her orange juice.
Down the large table you could hear Veronica wail, "But I don't like pulp! It's disgusting!"
We all laughed. "Don't forget being whiny and complaining all the time!" I laughed.
"I wonder when we'll be able to start practice," said Lisa.
"That will start tomorrow, and I've asked all your parents if you could stay over here rather than going home for the weekends. Is that all right with you girls?" Max asked.
"Sure! I want to get all the practice I can get, and I know we can't bring our horses home," Stevie agreed.
"Me too!" I said. "I'll just call my dad and tell him how I'm doing. Anyways, I have to stay over here most of the time…I think my aunt won't be able to baby-sit me this weekend, anyway." My mom died of Cancer, and my dad is a Colonel, so I only get to see him twice a month. That's on the first weekend of the month. I'm glad this was the 2nd weekend. So that means I saw him last week, and it was great. We ended up to a carnival and then to the movie theatres to see Josie and the Pussycats. I loved it.
"Count me in too, then!" Lisa laughed.
"Great, think of this as an invitation to a party – but with horses galore!" Max said, giving all of us a pat on the head.
"An invitation to the greatest event alive!" Stevie laughed, eating some of her pudding.
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That night, we all snuggled into our bunk beds, telling each other of which competitions we would like to enter.
"I hope that Belle will be the star of the show!" Stevie laughed as she drank some water that stood next to her on her table.
"Don't bet on it!" Lisa laughed. "Prancer will surely be the show jumper and I'll finally be able to get that blue ribbon I've always wanted!"
"I hope you do," I told her, "But I also hope that I get a medal!!!! It'll be great for me and Starlight. She will get to be a star and be in lights!"
"You mean, living up to her name!" Stevie said.
Together, we laughed all night until 2 am, until we decided to go to sleep – Veronica was snoring.
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At morning, we were all very tired, since we had to wake up at 7 am and we only slept 6 hours. Not even enough for a busy rider like myself. We had cereal for breakfast with a cup of hot cocoa, and Stevie fell asleep, her face full of Cheerio's when Lisa woke her up. She ran to the bathroom, while Lisa and I had a enormous laugh.
"What are you two losers laughing about? Or are you just laughing because you know you're going to make a fool of yourselves at the Great Event?" Veronica said, walking in with her friends behind her.
"We're not going to make fools of ourselves!" I replied, defending myself and Lisa.
"And why do you keep exaggerating and calling us losers? You're really talking about yourself!" Lisa told her.
Veronica huffed, puffed, and walked away.
"Well, that one was easy," Lisa laughed again as Stevie made her way back to the table.
"Do I look good enough to look awake?" asked Stevie, rubbing her eyes as she ate some of her cereal.
"Yeah, kinda, if you consider those wrinkles under your eyes to be exaggerated laugh lines!" Lisa giggled.
"Oh, shut up!" Stevie said, as we all finished breakfast.
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All right, how'd you like it? This is my first shot at "The Saddle Club" fanfic. For those of you who don't know, it's a book and a tv show. Max is Australian, and he has an accent. Anyways, if you have any other questions, feel free to e-mail me at dazzlin_nicky@hotmail.com or review me and ask me a question in it. This'll probably be the only "Saddle Club" fanfic 'cause I'm more interested in Harry Potter ones and Britney Spears ones and other. Thanks to G*ness who inspired me (maybe not with this story, but I am still inspired) to become a great writer like she is!
The second chapter just basically explains everything, so you're not confused, so be sure to read that first, all right?
"All right girls!" Max cried. Max is our instructor, and the nicest one yet. "Settle down!"
It was just before dinner and Max has an announcement to make. Lisa, Stevie, and I were sitting at the table, awaiting what he had to say.
"Okay, as you know, Pine Hollow has a great event of some sort each year. This year, it won't be at Pine Hollow as usual," Max said.
Everyone groaned. Usually if it couldn't be at Pine Hollow it'd be in some really weird place that no one liked. I don't know why they couldn't just stick to Pine Hollow.
"Great – this is gonna be some event," Stevie said sarcastically as she put her blonde hair behind her ears.
"Okay, settle down! Stop groaning!" Max warned. "Instead, it'll be at Windy Willows!"
I gasped. Windy Willows – the most expensive horse club ever! And our great event was going to be held in it!
"This is going to be the best!" Lisa said, straightening out her designer Gucci jacket.
"I can't wait!" I exclaimed. "Max, when will it be taking place?"
"Well, Carole, we will have practices for all the girls and have the top 3 battle against the top 3 in the other 5 saddle clubs. We will have 10 competitions, and the maximum of events you can go to is 4 at the most. So choose carefully if you get chosen for all 10 for you can only be in 4," Max explained. "Okay, so here's your dinner – chop-chop, eat it up!"
We all said grace and began digging into mashed potatoes with gravy, pork chops, slices of cucumbers, a glass of orange juice, and for dessert, pudding with a glass of milk.
"This is going to be the greatest Great Event!" Stevie cried after eating a mouthful of mashed potatoes.
"Yeah, and I'm gonna be all you losers faster than you can say "Hurrah!"!" Veronica DiAngelo remarked.
"What makes you so sure that you'll be in it?!" I said.
"Because, I'm the best with the best horse," Veronica said. It was true. Veronica had an expensive horse named Cobalt, who was black, big, and great at jumping. But there was a slight problem.
"What about all the falls you've been in with him. I don't know if you'll be able to last this one!" Stevie said.
"Well, I will beat all of you, you'll see. I'll get accepted into all 10, choose the best 4, and beat you all. I bet you'll only get into 1 event – the one for losers!" Veronica laughed.
"Then I'm sure you'll be in it!" Lisa said as Veronica walked away. "I sure hate her. She always thinks she's the best because she's got much more money than us! Money can't buy you a trophy, unless it's one from the store. It can't buy you happiness, or anything for that matter. All it gives you is the attitude of being snobby, mean, and selfish."
"Don't forget being uncooperative," Stevie reminded her as she took a gulp of her orange juice.
Down the large table you could hear Veronica wail, "But I don't like pulp! It's disgusting!"
We all laughed. "Don't forget being whiny and complaining all the time!" I laughed.
"I wonder when we'll be able to start practice," said Lisa.
"That will start tomorrow, and I've asked all your parents if you could stay over here rather than going home for the weekends. Is that all right with you girls?" Max asked.
"Sure! I want to get all the practice I can get, and I know we can't bring our horses home," Stevie agreed.
"Me too!" I said. "I'll just call my dad and tell him how I'm doing. Anyways, I have to stay over here most of the time…I think my aunt won't be able to baby-sit me this weekend, anyway." My mom died of Cancer, and my dad is a Colonel, so I only get to see him twice a month. That's on the first weekend of the month. I'm glad this was the 2nd weekend. So that means I saw him last week, and it was great. We ended up to a carnival and then to the movie theatres to see Josie and the Pussycats. I loved it.
"Count me in too, then!" Lisa laughed.
"Great, think of this as an invitation to a party – but with horses galore!" Max said, giving all of us a pat on the head.
"An invitation to the greatest event alive!" Stevie laughed, eating some of her pudding.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
That night, we all snuggled into our bunk beds, telling each other of which competitions we would like to enter.
"I hope that Belle will be the star of the show!" Stevie laughed as she drank some water that stood next to her on her table.
"Don't bet on it!" Lisa laughed. "Prancer will surely be the show jumper and I'll finally be able to get that blue ribbon I've always wanted!"
"I hope you do," I told her, "But I also hope that I get a medal!!!! It'll be great for me and Starlight. She will get to be a star and be in lights!"
"You mean, living up to her name!" Stevie said.
Together, we laughed all night until 2 am, until we decided to go to sleep – Veronica was snoring.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
At morning, we were all very tired, since we had to wake up at 7 am and we only slept 6 hours. Not even enough for a busy rider like myself. We had cereal for breakfast with a cup of hot cocoa, and Stevie fell asleep, her face full of Cheerio's when Lisa woke her up. She ran to the bathroom, while Lisa and I had a enormous laugh.
"What are you two losers laughing about? Or are you just laughing because you know you're going to make a fool of yourselves at the Great Event?" Veronica said, walking in with her friends behind her.
"We're not going to make fools of ourselves!" I replied, defending myself and Lisa.
"And why do you keep exaggerating and calling us losers? You're really talking about yourself!" Lisa told her.
Veronica huffed, puffed, and walked away.
"Well, that one was easy," Lisa laughed again as Stevie made her way back to the table.
"Do I look good enough to look awake?" asked Stevie, rubbing her eyes as she ate some of her cereal.
"Yeah, kinda, if you consider those wrinkles under your eyes to be exaggerated laugh lines!" Lisa giggled.
"Oh, shut up!" Stevie said, as we all finished breakfast.
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All right, how'd you like it? This is my first shot at "The Saddle Club" fanfic. For those of you who don't know, it's a book and a tv show. Max is Australian, and he has an accent. Anyways, if you have any other questions, feel free to e-mail me at dazzlin_nicky@hotmail.com or review me and ask me a question in it. This'll probably be the only "Saddle Club" fanfic 'cause I'm more interested in Harry Potter ones and Britney Spears ones and other. Thanks to G*ness who inspired me (maybe not with this story, but I am still inspired) to become a great writer like she is!
The second chapter just basically explains everything, so you're not confused, so be sure to read that first, all right?