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Amelia bustles into the kitchen displaying a dazzling, too bright smile, her blond ponytail sways back and forth. As usual she wore her signature apron, the name of her catering service 'Delivered delights' sprawled in pink across the chest. She still worked at the only gourmet restaurant in town, which was usually busy but she still managed to work at her own business on the weekends.
"Good morning, Serena" She says cheerily.
"Morning." I say, smiling quickly at her before returning to my omelette. She begins pottering around the room, getting out ingredients for her and dads breakfast. This goes on for about another 5 minuets, me slowly eating my omelette and her stealing worried glances at me when she thinks I don't see. When I get up to wash my plate she perks up,
"Oh, Serena?" I turn to her, slowly. "Would you be a dear and pick Gracie up from Jenna's house later, it's supposed to rain." I turn away form her, rolling my eyes.
"I already told her I would." I say and continue washing the plate. Amelia pursed her lips together.
"Oh." She blushed, "Of corse you have. You know me, I'm only fretting as mothers do-" She sucked in a sharp breath, bringing a hand to her mouth. I pinch my eyes shut in frustration.
"Serena I-"
"Don't." I say quickly, dropping my plate back in the sink with a clatter. "I'm going riding." I don't look at her as I push past her, out of the room. Grabbing my jacket, I run outside and sprint up the meadow.
Our house is some where in the middle of no where in Helena, Montana. The stables are about a mile away from the house.
I have to admit, this place has grown on me. Its the best feeling: riding through the country side with my horse, Romance. I almost skip into the stables. He snorts when I come in, welcoming me. Romance is beautiful: glossy black with a star marking on his forehead.
"Hey beautiful, how's it goin' boy." I say coming into his pen. There are about twenty other horses kept here, including Blue, Clover and Phantom; my family's horses.
Because I was occupied pulling my saddle down from its shelf, I don't notice him coming in.
"Hey Princess. Mind if I tag along?" Drake sticks his head around the stall, grinning. I smile back at him. He's been by best friend since middle school, our family's sort of merged together and now half the town thinks we're distantly related and the other is sure we're going out.
"Hey. I was gonna come over in a couple of hours to get Gracie. What are you doing here, I thought your cousins were coming today?" I say. He nods taking it from me and fixing it on Romance's back, I smile gratefully.
"Yeah," I scrunches his nose in distaste, "And my aunt and uncle; that makes eight of them, four 'outta seven cousin and two pretty little soul finders."
I raise my eye brows. I almost feel sorry for him: I was there during all the exited phone calls, waiting in the back ground. 'Zed's met Sky, isn't that great!' 'Now Yves's saved Pheonix; how wonderful!' 'Can you believe it: Trace has found Diamond! What are the odds?' and finally, 'It's unbelievable, Crystal is Xav's soul finder! How lucky!'
His family did what they had to do. Aunt Karen congratulated her sister kindly, Drake and Uncle Steven joked with the boys that it was about time but you could tell it was just there mouths forming the words. Their hearts were growing angrier and sadder that this wasn't- and probably wouldn't- happen to them.
"Their just lucky." I say, mounting my horse, "It's not their fault."