So here is the next chappy! Thanks for all the reviews! You all are so wonderful!(:
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Disclaimer!: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING DISNEY DOES! If I did, I would be very rich…to say the least. I also do not own My Kinda Party and She's Country by Jason Aldean or She's like Texas, by the Josh Abbott Band, nor Jason Aldean or the Josh Abbott Band either. I wish I did though. Though I do get to say that the members of the Josh Abbott Band did live in a little town close to mine, and went to school at Tech(:
CPOV
After an hour of being in American Eagle, we finally left.
I think Ana bought the whole store!
She bought stuff for me, for her, for the triplets, and pretty much everyone. Everything cost over nine hundred dollars.
"Come on, wanna go to Hippie Chick with me to get a dress for a party I am going to?" she asked.
"Sure," I smiled, as I grabbed her hand waiting for her to show me the way.
We came to a little boutique and walked in.
There were purses, suitcases, scarves, dresses, shirts. Everything pretty much.
She walked over to where they had some dresses, and picked out a dress that was zebra print and had roses all over it.
"I'm gonna go try this on," she told me, before going to the dressing room at the back.
I followed her back, and a few minutes later, she came out of the dressing room wearing the dress.
"Holy…" I said when I looked at her.
The dress hit her about two inches above the knee, and showed off her every curve. It was ¾ sleeved and showed off her shoulders.
"You like it?" she smiled at me.
"Yes," I smiled back.
"I'm gonna go change, so I can pay for it," she said, kissing me on the lips, before walking into the dressing room to change.
She walked out again, and she went to grab a few extra things.
We walked to the back again, to the check out counter, where she paid for everything. Her dress, a purse she found, and a couple of scarves.
We left and she pulled me to a small shoe store.
"What are we doing here? Whoa.." I said when we walked in.
There were shoes everywhere!
She walked to the back and I followed her.
"Size?" she asked me.
"Why?" I asked uncertainly.
"Because I need your shoe size," she smiled at me.
"9 ½," I told her, and she went and found an Italian leather shoe, that was a dark brown, and walked to the counter.
"You are not buying those Ana. I will buy them myself." I said as I pulled out my wallet.
"No, I insist. And I am going to win this argument one way or another," she said, raising her eyebrow.
"Fine," I groaned, as she paid for the shoes.
We walked and went to find something to eat.
We decided on Chic-Fil-A, so we went and ordered.
Ana ordered a spicy cool wrap, and I ordered a chargrilled sandwich. We both got fries to go with it.
We sat down and ate, and just talked and joked around, and had a good time.
"Are you through?" she asked me, as we packed our stuff.
"Yeah. Ready to go?" I asked her.
"Yeah," she said as she got up and I grabbed her hand.
We walked through the mall, hand in hand, we went in a couple of more stores and Ana bought some Miss Me Jeans and me some Affliction shirts.
"Hey, I just got a text from Sonny and them to meet us at the front. Ready?" Ana asked as we walked out of a store that I had never heard of.
"Sure," I smiled, as I helped her carry some of the bags we had, and grabbed her hand as we walked toward JCPenney's.
"There ya'll are! It's about time!" Grace said, exasperated, as we walked toward her.
"Nice to see you too, sis," Ana told her sister sarcastically.
Grace just made a face at her when she turned around.
"We're ready," Ana smiled, and we all walked out of the mall.
We reached the three cars that we had brought. A red Ford F-350, a Yellow 2010 Camaro with a black racing stripe, and a black Toyota Tundra.
We put all of our stuff in the cars we were riding in, got in, and drove back home.
We pulled out of the parking lot of the mall, when Ana turned the music up and started singing.
"Worked all week.
Cleaned up, cleaned cut, and clean shaved
Got the cover off the '68
I fired it up and let the horses sing.
A little pretty thing
A little tan leg Georgia dream
She's rockin' them holey jeans
Baby, what you going on Saturday?
You know, words got it, there's gonna be a party
Outta town about half a mile
Four wheel drives and big mud tires
Muscadine wine
Oh, baby, you can find me
In the back of a jacked up tailgate
Sittin' 'round watchin' all these pretty things
I get down in that Georgia clay
And I'll find peace
In the bottom of a real tall cold drink
Chillin' with some Skynyrd and some old get this thing 's my kind of if you wanna on baby, just do your give up your why drive when you can stay with me?And then after while we'll sneak away from the by the moonlight and down to the sippin' on the , if you're in mood and you can settle for a one night you can be my tan-legged Juliet,I'll be your Redneck baby, you can find the back of a jacked up ' 'round watchin' all these pretty things.I Get down in that Georgia I'll find the bottom of a real tall cold ' with some Skynyrd and some old get this thing 's my kind of baby, you can find the back of a jacked up ' 'round watchin' all these pretty things.I Get down in that Georgia I'll find the bottom of a real tall cold ' with some Skynyrd and some old get this thing 's my kind of , y'all ready for this?Y'all go head and turn it on up."
"Who was that?" I asked, when the song went off, not recognizing the voice.
"That was Jason Aldean…" Ana said, staring at me with wide eyes, as we pulled up to a red light.
"Never heard of him," I said, and she hurriedly pulled out a CD and skipped to song eight.
You boys ever met a real country girl?I'm talkin' true blue, out in the woodsDown home countryVerse 1She's a hot little number in her pick-up truck Daddy's sweet money done jacked it upShe's a party all-nighter from South CarolinaA bad mamma-jamma from down in AlabamaShe's a ragin' Cajun, lunatic from Brunswick,Juicy Georgia peach, With a thick southern drawl, sexy swingin' walkBrother she's all country, shoot,From her cowboy boots to her down home rootsShe's country,From the song she plays to the prayer she praysThat's the way she was born and raised,She ain't afraid to stay countryBrother she's countryA hell raisin' sugar when the sun goes downMama taught her how to rip up the townHoney drippin' honey from a holler in Kentucky,Get's ya flippin' kinda trippy like a Mississippi hippieShe's a Kansas princess,Crazy mother trucker, undercover lover,Thick southern drawl, sexy swingin' walkBrother she's all country, shoot,From her cowboy boots to her down-home rootsShe's country,From the song she plays to the prayer she praysThat's the way she was born and raised, she ain't afraid to stay countryNothin' but country(Thick Southern drawlSexy swingin' walk)Aw, show 'em how a country girl does it one time, now*Guitar Solo*Brother she's countryFrom her cowboy boots to her down-home rootsNothin' but country,Yeah, yeahShe's country, shoot,From her cowboy boots to her down-home rootsShe's country,From the song she plays to the prayer she praysThat's the way she was born and raised, she ain't afraid to stay countryYeah she's nothin' but country,She's all about the countryFrom the backwoodsShe's home a grownDown to the boneShe's country"
(A/N This my favorite song on the WORLD! And it totally describes me!(; )
"You know who that song reminds me of?" I asked her, as we turned out of town onto a country road.
"Who?" she asked.
"You," I said simply, as another song started up.
She smiled widely at me, and said "Thank you," in her mixed accent.
"Everyone says this song also describes me," she laughed, as another song started up, and I listened to it, as she sang along.
"She's as free as the blue bonnets in the summerShe's as hot as the padre island sunmost of the times She's as warm and friendly like the hills that surround AustinShe's as bright as the Dallas Sky She always holds head high She love the company of her familyShe has faith in God's greater planShe trusts I'm a good manand that why I'll always believe She's like Texas and she likes meHer eyes are green like the trees in NacogdochesHer teeth are white as the cotton in the falland when she laughs you'll always take noticeCause her hearts charm will shine right through it allShe's as bright as the Dallas Sky She always holds head high She love the company of her familyShe has faith in God's greater planShe trusts I'm a good manand that why I'll always believe She's like Texas and she likes meHer moods can change like the weather out in Lubbockbut if you show her love man she'll return it. :)She's as bright as the Dallas Sky She always holds head high She love the company of her familyShe has faith in God's greater planShe trusts I 'm a good manand that why I'll always believe She's like Texas and she likes me"
"How did you get your accent?" I asked her, truly curious.
"Well I lived here in this little town until I was 13, and then I lived in Australia for two years, before I stayed in England for a year, and then moved back to Australia for another two years, before I moved back here," she said, all in one breath.
"I thought your mom said that you, her, and the triplets all moved to Australia when you were fifteen, and then back here when you turned sixteen?" I asked her confused.
"That's what we told the press and everything, because they think that I have a dad that lives in Australia and that the triplets are my real biological siblings, but their not. We wanted to protect them, so that's what we told everyone. We adopted them from Australia, and that is where they get there accent from. When we moved to England, we just said that we traveled there, but we had family stuff going on really. I told them that we had horse competitions, and we really did, but it was mainly for family stuff," she told me.
"Oh, ok," I said, as we listened to the radio some more, and I listened to her sing.
A few minutes later, we pulled up to the large wrought-iron gates, and Ana punched a code into the key pad at the side, and the gates open. We pulled through, and we let everyone else go ahead of us.
"You see that horse right there. It looks yellowish kind of and has the white mane and tail?" she asked me, pointing to a horse in the pasture.
I immediately spotted the horse.
It was a dark yellowish color with a long, white mane and tail.
It was gorgeous.
She got out and I followed her. When we were walking up, Ryla raised her head, and started walking toward the fence. Following her was the paint horse from the picture.
"That's Ryla. And the Paint next to her, I have had since I was nine years old. That's Harlequin. We call him Harley for short though. They are best friends. I used to barrel race with him. I love him more than I love King. He's the reason we even started breeding paints. At first we just bred Quarter Horses, but when my mom bought him, he was crazy. He wouldn't let anyone around him. One night, I was about eight and a half, I went out to the barn. It was about 10 at night, and of course everyone was asleep. Even my mom. Well I went out to the barn, and I opened a little side door it had. I went in, and he stuck his head over the stall door and snorted when I came up to him. I loved that horse. I knew he was crazy, but I still loved him. Well, I opened up the stall door, and just walked in. He backed up and stood at the back of the stall. I just went in and laid down. He just walked up to me, and laid down next to me, and just let me lay on him. My mom woke up the next morning and looked everywhere for me, and she came into the barn and found me wrapped up in a horse blanket and laying on the crazy paint horse. After that day, we just had this bond. It was nothing that I could describe. It was like he knew that I would always be there for him. He is better than he was, but he doesn't let too many people around him. Around me, he is this big puppy dog. He is really good with Ty, but with anyone else, he is good, but not like he is with me and Ty. He's my baby though. I love him. I think it's funny, how I always get the horses nobody believes in anymore. With Ryla," she said, as she pet the large horses head, "nobody would come around her. She was scared because she was abused. Everytime a person came around her, especially men, she would go crazy. It took me months to finally earn her trust. But she came around. I was so happy. Now she's my other baby," she smiled as she pat Ryla and Harley on the head.
I smiled as I watched her with the horses.
You could tell how much she loved them just by watching her.
"Hey, I am going to send someone out for the truck. I want to show you something," she said, grabbing her phone and calling the house to get someone to get the truck.
She grabbed my hand, and she jumped the fence, and I followed her.
She grabbed two halters and lead ropes and put them on Ryla and Harley.
"Get on Ryla. I know she won't hurt you," she said, as she jumped on Harley.
Bareback.
"How?" I asked, absolutely terrified.
"Climb onto the fence and get on her," she said, as I led the horse to the fence, and climbed on.
"Follow me," she smiled, and I carefully rode Ryla behind her.
Oh the things I let this girl do to me…
There it is! The 15th CHAPPY! Yeah! Well review my fellow readers and tell what ya'll think!
Ok, so I want to see if any of you read my boring and annoying convos down here.
Based on the song 'She's like Texas' what town do you think I was born and raised in? Tell me in a review(:
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~*LaneyBug*~