Hey guys! Sorry I took so long….I was at camp for a week and then I had trouble getting this on Fan Fiction. Sorry again but here it is!
Cammie POV
My grandparents are cattle and horse ranchers. Well, they were, still are, but my cousin and the other hired hands do most of the work since my grandpa cant move around as much as he used to. We have 240 acres. About 35 acres are for the cabins where the workers live, my grandparents huge house, and other yard space. We have a huge barn, 8 big holding pens, and indoor and 2 outdoor arenas, and a lunging ring. Those take up about 10 acres. With 195 acres left there is 100 acres for cattle, and 95 for the horses.
Whenever I come to Nebraska I always help with herding, training, lessons, whatever needs done around the ranch. I used to compete in shows, both English and Western riding. In Western I would do reining, barrel racing, and Western Pleasure. In English I would do eventing (It's basically jumping, dressage, and cross country combined).
We pulled up to the house and my cousin ran up to greet me. My cousin's name is Ryan Morgan. See, my dad had a brother, my Uncle Tommy. He got married and married a woman named Alexandra or Alex for short. Uncle Tommy was a spy and so was Alex. They had Ryan, but a year after he was born Alex went on a mission and never came back. My Uncle Tommy was desperate to find her and went on a suicide mission to get her. He never came back so they were pronounced MIA. Everyone thought they should have been KIA but they didn't have proof of their death so they have remained MIA for around 15 years.
Ryan is 18, a couple years older than me. He just graduated from Blackthorne. When he went to Blackthorne he knew about me going to Gallagher and we didn't want everyone to know I had a cousin there, so he made a fake last name. Ryan has brown hair, but instead of brown eyes like you would think, he had bright icy blue eyes. He is 6 foot 3 inches.
"Hey Ryan!" I yelled.
"Camster!" He yelled pulling me into a hug and spinning me around. "How has your snotty rich school been?" He whispered in my ear while turning to look at me and wink. I shoved him off me and said," Why don't you go get your juvenile delinquent ass over to the truck and help grandpa with my suitcase?" He just grumbled and started to carry my suitcase up to the house. I walked into the house and was met with the smell of apple pie coming from the kitchen.
"Grandma! I'm here!" I yelled.
"Oh hello dear. Its nice to have you back." She said hugging me.
"Nice to be back Grandma." I said.
"If you want to go see the horses you can. Dinner will be done in about ten minutes."
"Alright." I said walking out towards the barn. I stopped short at the sight of two other trucks behind my grandpa's and the sight of Ryan STILL carrying suitcases inside the house.
"Ryan who's suitca-" I started but was stopped by someone grabbing me by the waist, covering my mouth, and whispering five words into my ear:
"Hey, Gallagher Girl. Miss me?"
So what did you think? I know, I know. I didn't update for a thousand years and now I come back and update a chapter that is super short. Sad L I know, you have permission to mentally slap me. Review please!