I Got a Feeling...[open]

[Alejandra Francia Delgado]

this thing's like some sort of race
INSTEAD OF WINNING WHAT I WANT
i'm sitting here in second place
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Alejandra hated that she had to work as a stable hand to make up for her board. Ok really it was not that bad but some days it really bugged her. One of those days was today. In fact today was the worst of the bad days. She could not wait to get done cleaning the stalls.  That was the most annoying and time consuming of them all. Alejandra could care less about the feeding and tack cleaning. They were not that bad. Don’t get her wrong she still hated it but just a little less then cleaning the stalls.

Alejandra was so happy when she finally finished her barn work. By this time she was dying to ride Dynamite. As Alejandra made her way to the tack room she grabbed her riding close. Alejandra still had not gone out to go buy real riding pants so she just wore her jeans. She knew it would be easier to use real riding pants but Alex did not gather the money yet. She had to wait for her first pay check from the coffee/book shop. So till then she was going to have to look like a some kind of poor girl. Once she was changed she tacked up Dynamite and made her way to the outdoor arena. When she got there it seemed like no one was having a lesion so she made her way into the ring. When she got in there she noticed the jumps were a little low so she put them up a little pit. To her level anyway. Alex then mounted her horse and started off with trotting. She figured she had about an hour till anyone would need the ring for their lesion. After she trotted around the ring about three times she started cantering. Then after going around three times she started the jumping part. Alex would go over jump after jump flawlessly. Alex could not help but smile as she went flying around the ring.


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[London Simmons]

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I DONT WANNA BE THE FOOL
T H A T G E T S L E F T B E H I N D I N T H E D U S T
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London walked into the barn, she found Vieanna's stall, she saw another girl the the barn, but London didn't know her. London grabbed Vie's English tack out of the tack room, and she taked Vie up. "Good girl, Vie." London said as she mounted Vie, and walked her into the main arena. The girl that she saw in the barn earlier, was now riding some horse. She could tell that this girl was not well off like her, but London, wasn't going to be a bitch about it, but she really wanted to.

"Hi, I'm London Simmons, This is Vieanna's Glory, an AWARD WINNING horse." London said, emphasizing on Award Winning. London had Vieanna trot around the ring, she watched this other person trot, she was wearing clothes that no one would even be seen wearing! She was wearing JEANS, like how could she wear JEANS! If you can't afford the board, then you don't belong here. London thought as she just looked at the other girl, but she had such a beautiful face, she could be a monel if she tried, she didn't have to clean people's stalls out, she would have people clean her stalls out, instead of the other way around, London thought.

The jumps were set up in the middle roughly. They were all easy jumps, jumps that Vie could make any day. "So what's your name? And what is your horse?" London said with a fake smile "if that's what you call it" London added under her breath, that horse wasn't an award winning horse. London's white shirt was fitted on her perfectly, she just bought it, since her other one's were all at the dry cleanning. Her new riding breaches a nice tan color, she looked as if, she was going to a show, which hopefully she'll get word of the show soon, but she still have the jumping show. Her tall riding boots going up her calf, also new. That was the joy that London loved, was that she can buy what ever she wanted, when ever she wanted them.


"Come on Girl." London said as Vie bursted into a canter, London felt her non-existant breeze on her face, the canter was perfect. London practiced her lead changes. She was showing off infront of this girl, but who cars. She's poor, and London was rich! "I think I've seen you before, where did you go to High School, or are you the stable hand?" London asked respressing a giggle from saying Stable Hand.

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NOTES Muse is alright. WORDS Four-One-Eight
TAGGED Alejandra
OUTFIT White Shirt, Riding Breaches, Boots, and Her mother's riding glove
CREDIT BY HEY BAYBAY !? AT CAUTION !
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