Jeepers, the hurricane just went directly over the island I live on, even the news said that the winds were highest here. The power went out and everything.
When they got to the lake, they sat down and took the saddles off the horses. Jen and Darrell got the saddlebags with food and started preparing the picnic. They ate lunch and then Sam suggested that they swim.
"Lets go swimming!" she said.
"Yeah!" said Jen, "but I didn't bring my bathing suit."
"We'll just go in out clothes." Said Sam.
"I'm in!" said Darrell, whipping off his shirt and pants to reveal plaid boxers.
Jake shook his head and pulled off his shirt and pants, leaving black boxers with red hearts.
"Sexy." Said Jen. "Who you tying to impress?" she nodded towards Sam, who was staring at Jake's chest with a mix of disbelief and awe on her face.
Sam shook her head also took her shirt off and Jen took her shirt off too and they had undershirts and jeans left.
Sam ran in first and dove in under the water and was closely followed by Jake.
Jen turned to Darrell, "You saw that right?"
"Oh yeah, call us butter, because we're on a roll." Said Darrell.
"I hear you." Jen said they and ran in after Jake and Sam.
They swam around for about ½ an hour and cam out and sat in the hot sun to dry off.
Then Sam stood up, noticing a huge 35-foot rock ledge, looming over the deeper part of the lake.
"Look." She said pointing. She started walking towards it.
"Sam." Jake warned, "What are you doing?"
"Just looking." Sam lied. But what she was really thinking was that if she jumped it would be so fun just to be shooting through the air at top speed. It would make her feel so alive. (a.n. I copied this idea from my own life.)
"Sam, don't," said Jake, getting up.
"Why? I'm not gonna die."
"Because it's a stupid idea, you could die. Come back over here." He walked over to her, took her arm and tried to pull her back.
She tore her gaze from the cliff and looked back at the sky, there were storm clouds gathering quickly overhead.
"We should leave now." Sam said looking at her watch. It was already 5:00.
A minute later it was raining. Bryanna had said it was going to rain, but when the winds picked up they were loping back towards the ranch. They said bye to Darrell and Jen, and took off to go to river bend.
"Sam, careful," Jake said when they neared the yard. Thunder cracked over their heads and Popcorn nervously gave a snort.
"I'm fine Jake, lets just go back to the barn." Sam muttered.
When they entered the yard though, Jake got off and took off witches saddle and let her into the small paddock with the shed for shelter, Sam though, was trying to calm Popcorn down.
Right as Sam dismounted, thunder cracked again and Popcorn jumped and bucked, while Sam was still half in the saddle.
"Oh no." she said. "Jake!" Popcorn reared and took off at a gallop, but Sam's foot was still in one of the stirrups and he was dragging her. Jake ran after them and caught the reins, but before he did, Popcorn bucked and Sam flew in the direction of the fence, hitting the post. She was winded, and coughing but still conscious.
"Sam!" Jake yelled and quickly let Popcorn into the paddock and un-tacked him in record time.
He ran over to her while she was trying to get up. He quickly picked her up and carried her to the house, laying her on the couch.
"Jake I'm ok." She said.
"Hold on," he said, and went to the phone, she heard him talking to her dad.
Then he came back in the living room.
"Sam, what hurts?" he asked.
"Nothing. I'm fine." Sam tried to get up and fell back into jakes chest and he caught her. She was holding her stomach and lifted up her shaking hand. It was covered in a red sticky liquid.