Chapter Two:

This chapter will start to deviate from the events of season 8 & keep going it's on way or whatever I come up with haha. :)

"Would you want me when I'm not myself? Wait it out while I am someone else." Not Myself by: John Mayer

"So what do you think about Jack and Lisa?" Amy turned her head at the sound of Ty's voice. She was sitting on the porch after dinner trying to think things through.

It had been quite an eventful meal, at which Tim had let it slip: Jack and Lisa had eloped. "I was surprised." She said. "But I'm happy for them."

"Yeah, they did seem happy, didn't they? Even though Lou was kind of mad." Ty sat down next to her and lightly draped his arm around the back of the bench.

They had talked a little bit earlier about Europe and her trip. Amy had asked Ty about how school was going. Now they sat in silence. Amy could tell Ty wanted to talk to her, but she wasn't really in the talking mood.

Just then, Amy felt her cell phone vibrate in her pocket. She pulled it out and saw the name on the screen: Ahmed. Tensing, she stuck the phone back into her pocket and turned to Ty.

"So," She said, forcing a smile on her face, "Tell me more about this horse business you and Caleb have gotten started." Ty looked at her pocket and her still-vibrating phone and said, "don't you need to answer that?"

"No, it's fine." Amy replied. "He can text me. I want to talk to you." Ty seemed pleased at this and began to tell Amy about the horses.

She tried to listen, but all she could think about was the message now glowing bright from her phone screen from Ahmed: "I'm sorry."

Amy walked into the barn the next day and saw Georgie mucking out Spartan's stall and feeding him carrots. She was patting him lovingly and talking to him.

After watching for a moment, Amy walked over to Georgie and said, "Thanks, but I can do this." Georgie looked up at her in surprise.

"It's okay." She said. "I enjoy doing it. Spartan is a good horse." Spartan nuzzled at Amy's pocket for treats, but Amy ignored him and took the pitchfork from Georgie's hands.

"I don't need your help right now." She snapped. She regretted it after seeing the hurt look on Georgie's face. Amy looked after her with a sigh as Georgie threw down the carrots she was holding and walked out of the barn.

It wasn't always so easy to get back into normal life.

Amy stroked Spartan's face and leaned her head against his. She just wished someone could give her all the solutions that could make everything feel better. Because right now nothing felt right.

Georgie went upstairs to her room and opened her laptop. She still felt the sting of Amy snapping at her, but she chalked it up to jet-lag.

Georgie had followed Amy's progress on Ahmed's team religiously for the past few months. For a horse-crazy girl, having an aunt who went to WEG was super awesome.

She had been reading a bunch of blogs that had kept track of the games. Georgie clicked around on her computer until she came to one such blog. There was a video there entitled, "Prince Ahmed's Mystery Girl."

"Hmm, that's weird." Georgie mumbled underneath her breath. She clicked on the video, and then she saw it. Her heart beginning to beat in her chest and her eyes going wide, she slammed her computer shut.

No! It couldn't be! But what else could it be?

It looked very much like Prince Ahmed had kissed Amy.