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It was in the middle of a sweltering hot summer afternoon, and 13- year-old Ruthie Camden was just sitting down in her school cafeteria to eat her lunch. If that's what you want to call it, anyway. She took a seat next to her friend Michelle at the end of the long gray table and placed the Styrofoam plate in front of her. Pushing back her long, silky hair she began to eat the big slop of brown goo oozing in the middle of her platter. She turned to Michelle. "I can't wait for our afternoon lesson! I hope Ms. Kennedy lets me ride Star!" she said excitedly. Star was a simply gorgeous blood bay gelding with a flightily spirit and breathtaking gates. He was 16 hands, and was a Danish Warmblood. Michelle grinned. "Dream on, Camden. You know as well as I do that only Erica gets to ride her." She replied, shaking her head. Ruthie rolled her eyes. "So? Maybe today she'll come to her senses." "I highly doubt it." Ruthie let out a heavy sigh, and the two girls continued to eat their lunch. Michelle could tell by the look on her friend's face that she was working on some kind of outrageous plan. Ruthie, on the other hand, thought it was quite brilliant. She would do anything to ride that horse. After a few moments of silence, and constant picking at her food, she turned back to Michelle. "Do you think that Erica might not want to ride Star when she hears that Dave likes Rio better?" she asked, an evil gleam shone in her brown eyes. Michelle snorted. "Again, I doubt it. Erica doesn't even like Dave! He hardly knows how to ride." She pointed out. Ruthie grinned. "But that's where you're wrong. She does in fact like Dave. It says so ALL over her bright pink science notebook. She's my lab partner, I would know. Anyway, Dave can also ride. Not very well, his form is all messed up, but that's beyond the point." She told her slyly. The two girls grinned at each other. "You are too good Camden. Too good." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The sweet smell of hay and sawdust tingled Ruthie's senses. The dim lights glowed overhead, and the dirt aisle was soft beneath her feet. Birds' chirped and sang in the rafts above the stalls. Eager girls buzzed around the stable, lugging tack and brush boxes. Ruthie slowly made her way across the stable where Star's stall was. Pasting a smile on her face, Ruthie moved in for the kill. Erica was bending over, cleaning out the gelding's hooves. Her two blond braids dangled in her face as she cleaned. Ruthie cleared her throat. Erica glanced up from her work. "What do you want, Ruthie." She asked dryly. Ruthie smiled at her. "Nothing really. I just came in here to visit Star." She told her, giving the horse a longing pat on the neck. Erica stood up and gave her a good hard look. "Look Ruthie, I know you want to ride Star, but Ms. Kennedy obviously thinks that I'm the better rider of all us." She told her snottily, a smirk upon her face. Ruthie bit back the harsh words that were rushing into her mind and said instead, "Think what you want, but I have something that you might be interested in. Do you want to know what it is?" she asked the girl, praying that she would say yes. Erica paused for a moment, thinking very carefully about her answer. Finally, she said, "Yeah, ok. Tell me." Ruthie smiled inwardly. "Well, I heard that Dave's going to ride with us today, and he wants to try riding Rio because she's such a good jumper." "Oh? And what makes you think I'd care?" she wanted to know, now brushing Star's black mane. "I'm your lab partner, remember? I've seen your notebook." Erica blushed slightly. "Ok, ok, so I like the kid. Now, what's this about him liking Rio?" Ruthie almost let out a squeal. Hook, line, and sinker. In less then ten minutes, she had convinced Erica to give up riding Star, and to start riding Rio. Once Erica was off tacking up Rio, Ruthie felt like the queen of the world.
Ruthie sat all and proud on the broad back of Star. The 16- hand gelding moved with long, graceful strides. His head was arched perfectly, and his body softly curved around her leg. Needless to say, he was an amazing mover. As they trotted along, she rose up gently in her iron stirrups, and held her hands steadily in front of her. Dust rose up from the arena floor as the group of four girls and one boy exercised their horses while waiting for their instructor to begin the lesson. In the corner of Ruthie's eye, she could see Erica posting shakily in Rio's saddle. The black mare's eyes were wide as Erica tugged and pulled on her mouth to keep her balance. She could also see that she was looking carefully around for Dave, who was riding the sweet tempered mare named Chili. Ruthie almost laughed. It was just too perfect to be true. Dave didn't even like Rio! She was lucky Erica was so gullible. For now she was riding the horse of her dreams! Just as she decided to do a little sitting trot, two young women walked into the center of the ring. They looked around at them with looks of interest and Ruthie wondered who they were. She also wondered where Ms. Kennedy was. Brining Star to a walk, Ruthie began to observe the two girls. The first one was a bit on the short side. She had light brown hair that came down to just bellow her chin. She had olive colored skin, and, from what she could tell, green-blue eyes. Her clothing was simple and baggy. She wore a hooded black sweatshirt, faded blue jeans, and beat up old sneakers. She wore something close to a frown. The girl next to her was a bit different. She had curly, strawberry blond hair that was also a bit past her chin. She had pale skin, with a sprinkle of freckles across her nose. Her clothes were on the cheerful side. She had on a baby blue shirt, with black pants and riding boots. Her eyes were clear to see; a piercing blue. She was smiling at them as they passed by. After what seemed like hours, they finally spoke. Well, the brown haired girl did. "Ok people, form a circle around us." She ordered. Ruthie and the others slowly directed their horses to the middle, and formed a circle around them. Michelle, who was next to her, passed her a confused glance that Ruthie shared. Everyone was quiet. They just looked at the two strangers standing there. The brown haired girl stepped foreword. "I suppose all of you are wondering just who the heck we are and what we're doing here. I'll answer those two questions as soon as I tell you this. This morning, Ms. Kennedy received some news that her brother had been rushed to the hospital. Apparently, he has some kind of infection that the doctors have never seen before. They're worrying that he won't make the night. Therefore, Ms. Kennedy has quit her job in order to be with her brother 24-7. Even if he does make it, she wants to move closer to her family." She started. Her words settled heavily in the minds of the children. How could this happen? Ms. Kennedy was so nice! Ruthie thought. The girl continued. "So, the school called up the stable where me and my friend Clover here ride. Oh, and my name's Candice. Basically, we're your new teachers!"
It was in the middle of a sweltering hot summer afternoon, and 13- year-old Ruthie Camden was just sitting down in her school cafeteria to eat her lunch. If that's what you want to call it, anyway. She took a seat next to her friend Michelle at the end of the long gray table and placed the Styrofoam plate in front of her. Pushing back her long, silky hair she began to eat the big slop of brown goo oozing in the middle of her platter. She turned to Michelle. "I can't wait for our afternoon lesson! I hope Ms. Kennedy lets me ride Star!" she said excitedly. Star was a simply gorgeous blood bay gelding with a flightily spirit and breathtaking gates. He was 16 hands, and was a Danish Warmblood. Michelle grinned. "Dream on, Camden. You know as well as I do that only Erica gets to ride her." She replied, shaking her head. Ruthie rolled her eyes. "So? Maybe today she'll come to her senses." "I highly doubt it." Ruthie let out a heavy sigh, and the two girls continued to eat their lunch. Michelle could tell by the look on her friend's face that she was working on some kind of outrageous plan. Ruthie, on the other hand, thought it was quite brilliant. She would do anything to ride that horse. After a few moments of silence, and constant picking at her food, she turned back to Michelle. "Do you think that Erica might not want to ride Star when she hears that Dave likes Rio better?" she asked, an evil gleam shone in her brown eyes. Michelle snorted. "Again, I doubt it. Erica doesn't even like Dave! He hardly knows how to ride." She pointed out. Ruthie grinned. "But that's where you're wrong. She does in fact like Dave. It says so ALL over her bright pink science notebook. She's my lab partner, I would know. Anyway, Dave can also ride. Not very well, his form is all messed up, but that's beyond the point." She told her slyly. The two girls grinned at each other. "You are too good Camden. Too good." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The sweet smell of hay and sawdust tingled Ruthie's senses. The dim lights glowed overhead, and the dirt aisle was soft beneath her feet. Birds' chirped and sang in the rafts above the stalls. Eager girls buzzed around the stable, lugging tack and brush boxes. Ruthie slowly made her way across the stable where Star's stall was. Pasting a smile on her face, Ruthie moved in for the kill. Erica was bending over, cleaning out the gelding's hooves. Her two blond braids dangled in her face as she cleaned. Ruthie cleared her throat. Erica glanced up from her work. "What do you want, Ruthie." She asked dryly. Ruthie smiled at her. "Nothing really. I just came in here to visit Star." She told her, giving the horse a longing pat on the neck. Erica stood up and gave her a good hard look. "Look Ruthie, I know you want to ride Star, but Ms. Kennedy obviously thinks that I'm the better rider of all us." She told her snottily, a smirk upon her face. Ruthie bit back the harsh words that were rushing into her mind and said instead, "Think what you want, but I have something that you might be interested in. Do you want to know what it is?" she asked the girl, praying that she would say yes. Erica paused for a moment, thinking very carefully about her answer. Finally, she said, "Yeah, ok. Tell me." Ruthie smiled inwardly. "Well, I heard that Dave's going to ride with us today, and he wants to try riding Rio because she's such a good jumper." "Oh? And what makes you think I'd care?" she wanted to know, now brushing Star's black mane. "I'm your lab partner, remember? I've seen your notebook." Erica blushed slightly. "Ok, ok, so I like the kid. Now, what's this about him liking Rio?" Ruthie almost let out a squeal. Hook, line, and sinker. In less then ten minutes, she had convinced Erica to give up riding Star, and to start riding Rio. Once Erica was off tacking up Rio, Ruthie felt like the queen of the world.
Ruthie sat all and proud on the broad back of Star. The 16- hand gelding moved with long, graceful strides. His head was arched perfectly, and his body softly curved around her leg. Needless to say, he was an amazing mover. As they trotted along, she rose up gently in her iron stirrups, and held her hands steadily in front of her. Dust rose up from the arena floor as the group of four girls and one boy exercised their horses while waiting for their instructor to begin the lesson. In the corner of Ruthie's eye, she could see Erica posting shakily in Rio's saddle. The black mare's eyes were wide as Erica tugged and pulled on her mouth to keep her balance. She could also see that she was looking carefully around for Dave, who was riding the sweet tempered mare named Chili. Ruthie almost laughed. It was just too perfect to be true. Dave didn't even like Rio! She was lucky Erica was so gullible. For now she was riding the horse of her dreams! Just as she decided to do a little sitting trot, two young women walked into the center of the ring. They looked around at them with looks of interest and Ruthie wondered who they were. She also wondered where Ms. Kennedy was. Brining Star to a walk, Ruthie began to observe the two girls. The first one was a bit on the short side. She had light brown hair that came down to just bellow her chin. She had olive colored skin, and, from what she could tell, green-blue eyes. Her clothing was simple and baggy. She wore a hooded black sweatshirt, faded blue jeans, and beat up old sneakers. She wore something close to a frown. The girl next to her was a bit different. She had curly, strawberry blond hair that was also a bit past her chin. She had pale skin, with a sprinkle of freckles across her nose. Her clothes were on the cheerful side. She had on a baby blue shirt, with black pants and riding boots. Her eyes were clear to see; a piercing blue. She was smiling at them as they passed by. After what seemed like hours, they finally spoke. Well, the brown haired girl did. "Ok people, form a circle around us." She ordered. Ruthie and the others slowly directed their horses to the middle, and formed a circle around them. Michelle, who was next to her, passed her a confused glance that Ruthie shared. Everyone was quiet. They just looked at the two strangers standing there. The brown haired girl stepped foreword. "I suppose all of you are wondering just who the heck we are and what we're doing here. I'll answer those two questions as soon as I tell you this. This morning, Ms. Kennedy received some news that her brother had been rushed to the hospital. Apparently, he has some kind of infection that the doctors have never seen before. They're worrying that he won't make the night. Therefore, Ms. Kennedy has quit her job in order to be with her brother 24-7. Even if he does make it, she wants to move closer to her family." She started. Her words settled heavily in the minds of the children. How could this happen? Ms. Kennedy was so nice! Ruthie thought. The girl continued. "So, the school called up the stable where me and my friend Clover here ride. Oh, and my name's Candice. Basically, we're your new teachers!"
