"I've done it!" Morgan cried, running out of the large, beautiful farmhouse.
"You and me both, girl!" Summer muttered.
Morgan ran in to the field and flung her arms arund Summer's neck, making the coloured mare jump.
"You're going to be in a big race! We're gonna be famous!" Morgan grinned.
Summer reared up happily, tossing her black mane in the air.
When she landed, she noticed Sherbert standing a few metres to her right.
Sherbert glared at her, then walked away.
"Oh…" Summer whispered. She turned on her heels and galloped after the roan pony.
"Sherbert, can you please tell me what I've done wrong. You seem…angry!" Summer pleaded.
Sherbert stopped and eyed Summer angrily, then she relaxed and sighed.
"Oh Summer. There's no use me being angry. You weren't to know." Sherbert began quietly.
"Well, how about we find somewhere quiet to talk?" Summer suggested, seeing a chestnut horse trotting past them, followed by about four other horses and ponies going on a hack.
Sherbert nodded and followed Summer on to the empty racetrack.
"Alright. Spill!" Summer said.
"Well, I was angry because me and Chase…" Sherbert broke off, laughing nervously.
"This sounds ridiculous." She said.
"No, please just tell me!" Summer replied.
"About a year ago, me and Chase were really good friends, and we enjoyed long gallops in the field. Well, one day we were doing just that, and then I said to Chase that I loved him, and he-he…No, you'll laugh at me or get mad!" Sherbert broke off again.
"I won't, Sherbert. This is in the past,a nd I'm still your friend. Please, go on." Summer answered.
"Okay, well I said that, and I was so stupid! He said that we were just friends. I asked him if he would be my stallion and that I loved him so much it was unreal. He came over and nuzzled me. Then I said something to him, and he…we…you know." Sherbert laid her ears back as a sign of embarrassment.
"Aw Sherbert…Why didn't you tell me before? You could have had him instead of me. I wouldn't have minded." Summer replied apologetically.
"Well, he sort of went off me after that. But last night I told Ezmerelda that I still loved him, and I'd had a few too many oats and went hyper! I didn't mean it. Honest Summer! I'm so sorry!" With that, Sherbert began to cry.
Summer put her head over her friend's withers.
"Hey, it's okay. I don't mind one little bit. You're my friend, why should I care what happens between you and him? You saw him first!" Summer laughed reassuringly.
"But I don't still love him Summer, and that's the truth!" Sherbert answered, looking Summer in the eye. She meant it.
Later, Summer returned to the field, and Chase met her.
"I've heard Sherbert's side. She doesn't still love you. She told me so, I'm not stirring things up just so you know!" Summer explained.
"No, that's fine. Really." Chase replied, kissing Summer.
"And I've heard that the empty field behind the stables is very nice this time of year!…" Chase finished, in a nudge-nudge kind of way.
"Oh have you? Wow!" Summer replied sarcastically.
"Just joking. Let's go and meet some friends of mine. I doubt you've met them yet.