Hi sorry for not updating in a while I've been so busy. I also started chapter 3 on Sam's Choice..actually I started a long time ago but couldn't think of anything but finally i know what to write. Okay here's chapter seven!

Opening her eyes, Sam threw back her covers and frantically looked around. Where was she? It was a small room with horse posters on the walls, a desk to her left and an open window to her right. She chose to look out the window. As she peeked her head out, a shrill neigh came from the pasture below.

Sam breathed a sigh of relief, remembering that friendly guy from the other day. Jake. He had told her he worked on her ranch after school, so this must have been her house.

Hopping off her bed, Sam stood up then took a second look at everything more clearly, until her eyes landed on her reflection in the mirror across the room.

One thing was for sure, Sam thought, running her fingers through her messy auburn hair and adjusting her wrinkled shirt. She defintely hadn't taken a shower in a while.

"Okay, now I have to find the shower," Sam grumbled after she had found clean clothes.

Being careful not to drop anything, Sam opened her door, gladly discovering that her destination was right across the hall.

"Follow me, everything is alright," Sam sang in a whisper. "I'll be the one to tuck you in at night, and if you, want to leave i can gaurantee you won't find nobody else like me."

Sam wondered how she knew that song when something fell in her path.

"Whoa!" She yelped, landing on the beige carpet.

"Meoooow!"

"Oh..I have a cat?" Sam mused, watching the brown striped kitten scamper frantically down the stairs. Sam sniffed and got back up.

"..Sorry."

After the refreshing shower, Sam felt good. However the fifteen-minute silence only made her think more about Jake and the previous night. She had to see him again.

Sharp hungerness striked Sam as she entered the food-packed kitchen. As soon as she sat down she noticed two women she's never seen before.The oldest one, probably around sixty, was taking out heavenly smelling cinnamon rolls about the size of the grey bun in her hair. The sight of the freshly baked rolles smothered in icing made Sam's stomach beg, or in it's case, growl for food.

The other woman who was probably in her early thirties was sitting across from Sam and laughing at something Wyatt had just said. Looking down at her now chest length hair, Sam noticed they had almost the same color hair.

Probably my mom, Sam thought.

Sam just hoped no one was mad at her because of what happened the other night. Though that was probably why no one was talking to her. I just have to find out more about what happened to Jake, she thought.

"Breakfast is ready!" Grey Bun chirped, bringing everything to the table.

"This looks delicious!" Sam said, eyeing everything from the cinnamon buns to the sausage and scrambled eggs. Realizing it was too hard to decide what to eat first, Sam eagerly grabbed a piece of toast.

"Hey mom can you pass the butter?"

Orange Braids chuckled then said, "Mom, huh? So you're finally comfortable enough to call me that now?"

"Uh, sure," Sam said. Okay..she must have been her stepmom. Close enough.

"I'm going to go out and check the garden," Grey Bun said, then left the house.

At that moment, the two people sitting at the other end of the table who were laughing before grew silent. Sam suddenly wished Grey Bun was still there.

"Sam," Orange Braids said, breaking the awkward silence.

"Yeah?" Sam said. Good, she thought. They're finally bringing up the Jake subject. Wait..is that a good thing?

Orange Braids cleared her throat, glanced at Wyatt, then took Sam's hand from across the table and gave it a squeeze. Her eyes stayed serious.

"Sam, now I know i'm not your mother," She said. "But I do know how long you and Jake have known eachother, and how close you two are."

"Extremely close," Sam added, determined to do whatever it took to keep Jake.

Wyatt budded in. "You'll still get to see him, ya know, at school and stuff. But, honey, I was serious when I told Jake he was fired last night."

"No!" Sam blurted, standing up. "You can't do that. Jake is the nicest guy I know and..and just because of one stupid kiss-"

Wyatt broke her off. "Okay, okay, first of all-since when is Jake the nicest guy you know?" He asked, throwing his hands up. When there wasn't an answer he continued: "And second of all, I'm not firing Jake just because he..did that."

"You're not?" Sam asked, a little surprised. "Well what else did he do?"

"Here," Orange Braids announced, handing Sam a folded note. "But before you read it, Wyatt will tell you how he discovered it," She said, nodding at Wyatt.

"You guys are scaring me..," Sam muttered.

"Sorry, honey, I just don't know how to say this cause I know it's gonna break your heart."

Oh well, Sam thought. Her heart was already broken.

"The other day," Wyatt began, "After you and Jake had left, I went into the barn to talk to Dallas, when I noticed Dark Sunshine's stall. It was open just wide enough for Tempest to squeeze through, and of course she did. So when I went inside to try and calm Sunny down, who was practically screaming, I found a note and figured it had fallen from the door. Read it," He said, nodding at the folded note in Sam's hand.

Even though Sam had no clue who Dark Sunshine or Tempest were, she figured they had to be horses. And Tempest was probably a foal.

Carefully, Sam unfolded the note.

It read:

Dear Sam,

Brat. Stop bringin your darned mustangs to your ranch. You're not even a good rider. So, as you can see, I let Tempest go. She deserves a better home.

-Jake Ely

So was it good? Please review! Oh and I know that last part is confusing but there's going to be a twist to it! Thanks for Pitbullover but giving me the idea lol