Hey!! Just so you guys know, I don't really know any good horse terminology, so don't get mad if I'm wrong a lot of the time. xoxoxoxo

Derrington's POV:

"On your mark… get set… GO!" Massie shouted at the top of her lungs. I grasped the horse's reins like Massie had taught me, and the horse started to gallop. We were having a race, or whatever you call it if there's a special name for it.

"Good job for a beginner!" Massie called from somewhere up ahead. "But you'll have to do better if you want to beat me!"

I grimaced. I pulled the reins harder, and Junior bolted forward, as if hit by an electric shock. I zoomed ahead and almost reached Massie and her horse, Brownie, but Massie pulled her horses reins as well and flew ahead.

"C'mon, Mass, this is no fun," I called out. "Can't you slow down?"

"You're just trying to make me slow down so you can beat me!" Massie laughed wickedly. "I won't fall for your tricks!"

If only I had known how literal that sentence was.

ooh suspence! :) Sorry this is a short chapter. I'll post more when I get at least 10 reviews. Thanks!