AN: So, thanks so much for taking the time to read this! It really means a lot! Thanks, and have a blessed day!

I walked out of the house and walked toward the barn. Man, for being mid- June it sure is cold, I thought to myself.

It's about a 15 minute walk from the Curtis' house to the barn I work at, Sunny Days Breaking, Training and Lessons. I am one of the managers and instructors on the days when I don't work at the station or have school. As far as I know I only have 2 lessons today and only have 3 horses to ride. So, it should be pretty light today.

"Hey Mary!" Caleb, one of my students chimed.

"Hey Caleb! Sorry I'm a bit late, one of my friends got jumped and I had to check on 'im"

"That's fine. And you're right on time."

Caleb is one of the few socs that will actually talk with me, even at school. Most of the socs I know won't give me the time of day. But, Caleb is really good about that. He's a pretty decent rider too. The lesson was pretty uneventful thankfully, I don't think I could handle anything too hard today. For some reason, I am dead tired, and can barely keep my eyes open.

After that lesson, I tacked up one of the horses I have to ride, and began to rider her. John always warns me about this one. Her name is Deb, short for Devil. I've been bucked off of her more times that I can count on one hand, and frankly more than I care to admit. But, I think we have finally turned a corner and it is the beginning to a great relationship. The owner wants her trained in dressage and that's my specialty, so I always enjoy riding Deb, even when I do get bucked off. One time, I broke my arm and cracked a few ribs when she bucked, but I didn't realize it, so I hopped back on and rode for a little while longer, just to prove a point to her. John scolded me for that one though! I couldn't leave the house for a week, not to mention I had both cooking and dish duty for two weeks.

The next lesson I had was really easy. Cara is still a beginner, so all I have to do is teach the basics, which I can do in my sleep. She is learning western, so I don't even have to teach her to post the trot.

Right now, it's about noon, and I am sweating bullets, but freezing by butt off at the same time. I don't get it, it's the middle of June for the love of Pete! Why am I cold!?

Only one more horse to ride and then off the Curtis' again. Just as I was tacking up Lesa, John walked in the barn doors.

"Hey! How's your day been?" He asked curiously.

"Pretty good. Deb didn't buck me off, so I consider it a success. You?"

"Well, it's been great after I slept for ten years. I'm glad to hear Deb's doing better though."

"Yeah me too. You want to ride today?"

"No thanks. Actually, I came to bring you a potential client. His name is Jacob, Jake for short. He and I will be coming by around 3:30 so stick around."

"Great! Thanks so much!"

"Any time. I'll be back around 3:30"

"See ya'."

"Bye Mare"

So, I guess I'm not done after this. Oh well. I'll just clean up or ride some more. I rode Lesa with only a few minor problems. I still had about an hour so, I decided to ride another horse, T-Bird. T-Bird is my favorite horse. She is a Belgian warmblood Arabian Cross mare. She's 16 hands tall and is a dark bay with 4 white socks and a wide blaze on her face. She is the best dressage horse I have ever ridden, not to mention the best mare I have ever ridden. I don't know how our barn was blessed with her, but I never question it. I was doing half passes, lead changes, extensions and collections without a problem on her. It scared the crap out of me to see two people standing at the arena gate. I pulled T-Bird up and we walked over to the gate.

"Mare, I told you I'd be here at 3:30." John said a bit annoyed.

"I'm so sorry, I completely lost track of time."

"Well, this is Jake." John stated while motioning toward the boy that must be Jake. Jake looked about my age with dark brown wavy hair and greyish blue green eyes. He must be about 6 foot even.

"Hey Jake! Nice to meet you!" I said to Jake as I hopped down off of T-Bird.

"Nice to meet you too! You must be Mary."

"Yeup, but you can call me Mare if you want to" I said as I wiped my hands off on my pants and extended my arm to shake hands. He had a firm handshake. I like that, it's a sign of good character, even though he's soc.

"So, is this your horse?" Jake asked curiously.

"No, I wish. This little mare belongs the owner of the farm. But Ms. Brown doesn't have enough time to ride, so I get the privilege of riding her whenever I want to." I stated.

"So, you teach lessons here?"

"In a way. I can teach the basic of English and western ridding, but if you want to go specific like, Rodeo, dressage, hunter jumper, evetning, etc. you may have to go to someone else depending on what interests you. But we can figure that out later. First you need the basics."

"So what was that thing you were doing?"

"That's dressage. Dressage is a type of English ridding, where the rider and horse try to act as one. It's almost like ballet, but on a horse. It was originally used in cavalry training. That's how it came to be. Dressage is even an Olympic sport!"

"Wow! That's really neat!" And it looks pretty cool too! (AN: Google dressage musical freestyles if you have no clue what I am talking about. It's really neat)

I eventually showed Jake around and got a lesson set up for him. John took him home as I begun to clean up the barn. Man, it's really cold in here, but I am still sweating. What is this!? It's the middle of June and I am sweating buckets, but my teeth are practically chattering. Maybe it's just the cool night air.

I closed up the barn and did the final check on all of the horses. Everything seemed to be in shape. So I started to head home. It took about 20 minutes to walk back to our house. Usually I ran, since it's only about a mile and a half, but I could barely find the energy to walk, let alone, run. I was so relieved when I got home, all I wanted to do was sleep in my nice warm bed. But no sooner then I got in the door, the guys were walking out and dragging me with them.

"Hey we are all going over to the Curtis' for dinner and to check on Pony again. Want to come?" Jessi asked.

"Well I would love to come, but even if I didn't, it doesn't look like I have much of a choice" I stated, because both Jessi and Luke were dragging me by my arms toward the truck bed.