Ha an update, it's been ages!
I just haven't been in the mood to write lately because everything just comes out sounding wrong, however this got in my head last night and I just couldn't finish writing it till today so now its posted for your veiwing pleasure.
NOTE: READ THE BOTTOM AUTHORS NOTE!!!
Drabble no #44
Prompt: Stuck
Sam looked about herself in interest, eyes checking out the dusty indoor arenas that had not so long ago been occupied by the glittery barrels, bellowing calves and the creak and groan of well worn leather upon a horses back. Now it was occupied by rodeo clowns and rodeo hands pushing the multiple bulls through chutes with a cacophony of loud banging and clattering. Cowboys stood by, leaning on the gates and helping out, the junior riders stood about in a circle a small hacky sack going between them a few of the elder cowboys busily helping managed to get a minute trick with the small bean filled sack for amusement sake on their way through.
Absently she fingered the silver fringes of her two toned lilac and purple shirt, she'd changed her competition jeans to comfy pale blue ones with holes in the knees and hoof oil splatters and pulled her hair out of its folded French braid so that the mid back length mass cascaded in a titan curtain down her back, her black cowgirl boots had her jeans tucked into them and the championship buckle of her silver stamped and worked belt was covered by the fact that she'd untucked her shirt. Her blue eyes were long lashed and innocent looking beneath the brim of her black Stetson, her nose flicked and dusted over with freckles tattooed by the sun that had turned her skin a light tan colour. She was slender and about average in height at five eight or so. Make up was subtle but defining, mostly made up of mascara, eyeliner to dramatise her eyes with a highlight of lip gloss, a smoothing of foundation, blush and purple and silver glitter fanning out over her cheekbones up to her temples.
She felt a nudge to her shoulder and absently she scratched at her filly's head, her stallion on the other side displayed his well honed manners by standing boredly on her other side, leaning his head into her side.
"I know bub," she cooed to her greying filly the steel darkly dappled coat shone with black, charcoals, silvers, whites and greys swirling over the satiny surface. Her stallion, Swallow was only moderately dappled being older he was more silver than black. Tempest was the more demanding of constant reassurance of the two whereas Swallow knew how to keep her constant attention by always touching her when she was near.
"Sam!" a voice yelled out, pulling her from her thoughts and the redhead turned her head to look over to the blonde rushing towards them, blue eyes sparkled brightly at her out of a lightly tan oval face. Her skin was clear and blemish free, masked over by make up that was similar to Sam's own. Her blonde mane was still tied back in a braid with her white Stetson on top but her pink show shirt had been pulled out of her dark blue form fitting jeans and she still wore her shiny black cowgirl boots.
"What are you doing!" Jen smiled, "put those two away, the bull riding's up next and I want you to see him!"
Sam sighed quietly to herself, a half smile tugging at the corners of her lips, Jen had found herself a cowboy and wanted to point him out to Sam who never really stayed behind at competitions and if she had to spent all of her time tending to her horses. Since the competition was very much away from Sam's ranch she was pretty much in for a night of sleeping in her bedroll in Swallow's stall which is what she'd normally do and listen to the after party sounds to lull her to sleep.
Jen though had a completely different plan for her friend and wanted her to meet him as she'd dubbed him so enthusiastically.
"Alright," Sam shook her head a little, starting to lead her horses towards the boxes they had booked for the night, "I'll get these two settled and be there soon."
"Uh uh," Jen shook her head, "I'm coming to help you, and don't give me that look I can at least do their waters for you if you haven't already. And I'm sure I can strap on their rugs to help."
The blonde was well used to her best friend's pedantic care of her horses.
"Alright," Sam nodded.
They had the two settled in quicker than Sam normally would have despite what she said Jen was only allowed to grab water and hay while Sam fed the horses, cleaned their hooves out and slipped on light sheets since they were in an indoor area for once. Swallow showed he wasn't impressed by ignoring is food and hanging his head over the half door and the parallel bar belligerently.
Sam had to be dragged away by Jen when the blonde saw that the red head was looking about for her packed away brushes.
The arena was packed again, people still milled around chatting and drinking, Sam fell into step with Jen as the blonde powered past the adolescent cowboys they greeted the girls enthusiastically, some looking at Sam in curiosity as the blonde took her by the wrist to drag the red head up the metal stairs to the grandstand.
"Missed the opening and the juniors," one of the cowboys called to Jen as she reached the top of the stairs. He stared as the red head came up behind her.
"That's okay," Jen grinned, "Sam!"
The red head snapped her eyes front ways as the blonde jerked her forward, "this is Kit Ely," Sam jerked a nod as the young man, who had just talked, did the same. He was dark haired and bronze skinned, a rope choker glinting against his bronze neck. He wore the typical jeans and fringed chinks with a dark blue checked shirt with dark brown scuffed cowboy boots.
The red head though wasn't paying much attention as she eyed the cowboys clustered around two crushes. A chestnut haired cowboy and a black haired cowboy were organising their gear onto a large bull each, with other cowboys helping them get it right.
Her gaze moved to the bulls tossing their heads and rattling the gates, the great big white bull of the brunette was muscled and edgy but was nothing compared to the large hulking brindled bull of the black haired cowboy. Sam felt intimidated by the animal even being this far away from it. She was a rancher's daughter, used to grumpy bulls and large animals but this one just looked menacing.
She pulled her eyes away only for them to clash with dark brown eyes. Sam blinked yet still the brown eyes stared at her.
It was the dark haired cowboy with the black bull, he stared steadily at her from beneath the brim of his black Stetson. His cheekbones were high, his thin lips full, his bronze skin gave him a dark edge with hollows beneath his cheekbones and straight strong jaw. His raven black hair was tied back in a short tail. He was broad shouldered and strong looking lean frame, he was tall though, taller than most of his companions at what she guessed to be about six three or six two. He wore simple fringed black chinks over his jeans, worn brown boots and a blue show shirt.
Sam felt a yank at her wrist, the gaze broke and she was tugged up the stairs of the stands by her friend hurriedly as she chattered away. "Ryan's just about to ride did you see him?"
Sam shook her head just about getting whiplash, not paying too much attention as Jen yanked her down onto a seat in the midst of the bull riding cowboys who made room for them easily.
"Umm, ow." The red head mumbled at her sore neck and bruised behind. "No," she stated flatly as she pulled off her Stetson, running her fingers through her hair before jamming the hat back onto her head, a little peeved at being dragged around like a rag doll.
"There," Jen pointed as the brunette cowboy was lowered onto the white bull.
"And the man of the moment, the state runner up, he won the junior title in Kentucky when he was sixteen and here he is at eighteen, Ryan Slocum, tight jawed aboard the fierce bull reserve champion Drunken Disorderly, and he's off!"
Sam just about had her hand crushed as the white bull burst from the crush's constrains in a flurry of movement, bucking and spinning, whirling and twisting until the brunette flew off at the 7.15 mark on the clock, spinning through the air he scrambled out of the way of the bull as the rodeo clowns and horse hands descended towards the furious animal edging him towards the now open chute.
The brunette, Ryan, dusted himself off, slapping a high five with a rodeo clown before jogging across the arena waving to the cheering crowd.
Sam's attention was pulled away from him though as the announcer's voice came over the speakers again.
"And drawing early it's the three time junior champion, moving into adult competition this year with his buddy Ryan, state champion in five states he's having a good run so far this season! Here's the man Jacob Ely of the Ely family riding the meanest bull champion of the year Eveel Keeneval and there they go!"
This time the savageness of the bull wrenched it round in bucking twisting circles he plunged and rocked and spun. Cameras flashed and the cowboys hat flew off as he swayed and twisted with the animals movement. It seemed to Sam to be an even longer wait than Ryan's ride and then the buzzer sounded and the cowboy was off spinning through the air he rolled along the ground before springing up to stand. Gloved covered fist punching the air as he stood.
Brown eyes found Sam's and he stared at her as the bull was herded back in, and stared steadily at her still as his hat was handed back to him along with his gear.
"And he knows that's a good round!" The announcer called out, "that bull was wild but he stuck to him like glue seems this cowboy's got something to prove!"
Sam couldn't help but feel that that was true as the cowboy kept staring at her even as Jen's new boyfriend introduced himself all Sam was caught and all she could do was sit there and stare back.
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Ok. First off, I am not a western rider, I am an eventer/showjumper/dressage rider so I'm not all that familiar with it and I am sorry if I botched it terribly. I have however been to a few Aussie rodeos event aking a road trip a few weeks ago to watch a rodeo two hours away from home, I loved it, it's fantastic but I am quite happy to stay an english rider!
Secondly, Review Replies.
God'srider - thank you, that's great to hear. Seondly on your swearing/marriage and sleeping together thing I am afraid I have to decline, sorry if it makes you uncomfortable but I do write reader warnings for a reason and since I feel you should decide whether you read it or not depending upon your own beliefs is up to you. However I will one day elaborate further on certain one shots but as such I don't know when I will. Much love and appreciation for the reveiw.
Cem214- Thanks hun, I love getting your reviews, you've stuck with me for so long lol. Oh my gosh, I hope its nothing to bad! Course I'm going to try just waiting for inspiration bleh. It's very reluctant these days. And I will get onto to Ashes A.s.a.p.
GottaGoListenToMusic - lol it was one of my favourite lines for him
Vanilla Blue Sky - maybe one day but not yet. And thanks! I'm glad you liked them so much.
UK87 - Thank you!
imacowgirl - glad you liked them!
ilovetk - Thank you, I'll try!!
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THIRDLY- now I've waited until I've updated to say this but I have to say it is something that has been running around in my head like a hamster wheel for the last few weeks.
As much as I love all my reviewers, you fuel my passion for writing and make me not feel like such an idiot for putting these up publicy, however there comes a part where I will draw the line.
I have put warnings above posts of my writing that I think people with certain beliefs or ages will not appreciate but still when someone tells me to change something because it offends their beliefs.... I'm sorry it's just I'm not Christian, I am a virgin still though and I've shared my bed with a few platonic guy friends and one boyfriend before and I do not fear for my immortal soul.
And I swear and cuss, of course not quite so much in front of my mum and never in front of small children so to me it is a normal thing if not done to vulgar extents and just to annoy people (which quite frankly pisses me off because there is such thing as a time and a place!). But as they are teenagers in diverse upbringings ect I do not see a problem with it as not every second word is a swearword nor is it done just because I can!
I'm sorry for those of you that believe in these values and I'm sure you find yourself justified in telling me that I shouldn't write it but I am afraid that I have to decline and say that this is my writing, and as such my creativeness which is not going to be changed.
I'm sorry if my bluntness offends you but as such I feel that to clear it up so that my standing on this is quite plain I needed to write this to you all.
Again I apologize if I've offended anyone.