Anna Costillo stared blankly out the Ford pick-ups window with a smug expression on her face. The smaky gray farmhouse could be seen a mile up the gravel road, that had a few pot holes in it. Of course this was Anna's dream to live on a farm, but she wasn't going to show it, her mother already had to much pride and snottyness from her daughter, Anna wasn't going to change that. She looked back to her math textbook, she felt like scribbling BLAH! across the pages, but held back. A strand of her black hair fell infront of her eyes, she brushed it away as the truck jerked to a halt.

She looked up and saw the three story farm house directly in front of her, to the right a rusty colored brick barn, with at least a five acre pasture behind it. On the inside she was doing backflips as she saw the small herd of horses in the paddock. She tossed her math book into her bag and jumped out of the truck, slamming the door behind her, causing three dogs to run at her. She smiled. She had picked all three out. They barked until they saw who she was and started to whine, not in fright but in happiness. The half wolf husky cross jumped on her causing her to fall back, and she laughed. "Get off o'me Masque." She said pushing at the hundred pound dogs chest as the other dogs started to lick her face. Finally they scampered away and she was able to pull herself off the ground. She brushed herself off then turned back to the truck. Her mother was standing there with her hands on her hips and a victorius smile on her face.

"What?" Anna said meekly, reaching into the half back and pulling out a bag of clothes then her backpack. "Oh, nothing." Her mom replied still smiling. "Whatever." Anna said giving her mom her best attempt at a weak shrug. As soon as Anna was through the door she ran up the two fights of stairs to the loft/actic that was her room. The walls where a creamy white color with sage carpet floors. Her silver metal double bed was against the far wall, underneath the window facing the barn and paddock. She sighed and dropped her bags onto the floor. She was glad the moving was over.

Hearing her mom starting to make dinner in the kitchen, Anna tiptoed down the stairs and out the front door, towards the small dirt track that was to the left of the house. She had no idea how her mom had afforded this farm, but she didn't care. She was happier than she ever had been in her whole life. Their only stable hand was on one of the young thoroughbred. She leaned on the white railing and watched as they came around the 2nd turn, the stable hand slacked his hold on the reigns and the mare took off down the stretch, her muscles rippling under her skin, her nostrils flaring. The man pulled her to a stop and patted her neck, with a large smile plastered on his face. He reigned the horse around and clucked her into a trot towards the gate. Which happened to be right next to Anna.

When the horse and rider came near Anna bravely spoke up. "You two were brilliant! I wish I could ride like that..." The man smiled more, he must be in his early twenty's. "Why thank you...But it is truely only Belle here. She's been doing this for along time." "But she's so young. she can't be more then four!" Anna replied in slight shock, as she swung the gate open for Belle. The man once again smiled. "You know a thing or two about these beasts don't you?" Anna new when he refered to the horses as beasts he meant size. "Only alittle. I've never riden one though." She said her tone dropping. The man dismounted and handed Anna the reigns out of no where. "Do ya want ta ride?" He asked and foolish smile coming to his thin lips.

Anna's jaw dropped. "Y-You'd teach me?" She stuttered out. The man nodded. "Only if you help with the chores," He started using his fingers to name off the chores. "Mucking, sweeping, cleaning euipment, feeding, grooming, and bathing. All starting at six in the morning." Anna was torn. She loved sleep, but this was her dream. She stuck out her hand and her grasped it giving it a good shake. "Im Anna." she said. "Names Andrew. Nice to meet ya." He said in that same southern drawl.