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Post by ` carter alyssa westwood on Apr 1, 2009 19:03:45 GMT -5
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Crap! What the hell? Today had not been going too great. I hadn't seen my stalker Sam walking behind me all day, I'd had to read for Juliet with the weirdest guy in my Pre-AP English class, and now my mare had apparently taken a crap in her stall and rolled in it. A big manure stain shone proudly on the clean, grey rump I had scrubbed clean this morning. 'This is because Sam isn't here to watch you, right?' I muttered. Sam had a habit of coming into the barn and checking on his lovely horses. I liked to think he was more here for me, but kept that thought a secret in my mind.
God, wasn't Amy supposed to be here right now? I couldn't wait to get away to the trails with my best friend and talk about the possibilities of where Sam was. I'd texted him earlier this morning and he hadn't responded. Was he sick? Did Amy know something I didn't, the details of some party they'd both gone to? Was Sam hungover or something and that's why he hadn't come? No, not Sam. He wasn't like it.
I turned my head to the right, the direction my mare nickered in. 'Heyyy, AmyCakes. Which horse's sh*t did you step in this time?' I grinned widely with my shining glory, my metal-mouth. The braces only added to the mega-wattageness of it. My words may have sounded offensive, but it was an inside joke. And anyway, Amy could deal with it.
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POST STATUS:[/color] Complete. (: TEMPLATE CREDIT TO:[/color] sydknee says!BANNER CREDIT TO:[/color] person!LYRICS CREDIT TO:[/color] Lady Gaga ROLEPLAYING WITH:[/color] Amy Germore only! WHERE WE AT?:[/color] Zee barn. WORD COUNT:[/color] two-hundred-fifty-two. LOOKING LIKE:[/color] clickerzNOTES:[/color] and i need to say ... I LOVE AMYYY. (: Hahaha.[/size] [/font] [/center] [/ul] |
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Post by jane on Apr 2, 2009 5:49:34 GMT -5
 YOU SAY WE'RE BOTH LITTLE PEOPLE AND YOU LIKE IT THAT WAY- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - BUT IN TIME I'M GOING TO PUT THIS BODY TO SHAME
Being the small petite girl that Amy Germore was, it was rather difficult for her to shave off some time and cut through pastures. Climbing over top the fences was a big chore for Amy, but she needed to get to the barn quickly. She was pretty sure Carter had already beaten her. The sound of mud squishing beneath her boots was all she heard,when she took off running after jumping the last fence. When the barn was in sight, Amy sighed heavily and slowed to a walk. Her horse, was close behind, Amy would have to remember to bring him in before she left the muddy paddock. "Hey boy, come on." The girl clipped a beat up lead rope to the big geldings halter. Opening the gate, she could hear a distant ruffling noise coming from the barn. That was Carter, she knew it. Before walking into the barn, Amy checked her boots. Mud covered the soles, but no horse poop. This was a deffinite plus. She was usually covered in it, and honestly she had no idea how. Once she entered into the barn, Carter came into site, and of course she had something to say. Heyyy, AmyCakes. Which horse's sh*t did you step in this time? Amy laughed, and looked at her horse quickly, manure covered her back. "Well, it was two horses actually... what in the world did she do?!" Amy commented, referring to the horses soiled back. She continued to put her horse into the stall acrosse from Carter's. Skyway was going to need to get a good grooming before going out on the trails, and Amy wasn't looking forward to getting all this mud off. "I hate when it rains, the horses are so muddy. So, how is your stalker this morning? I heard he got drunk the other night!" Amy grinned as she mentioned Sam, he was totally obsessed with Carter; and being the bestfriend she had to pick on her.
Amy grabbed her grooming box from just outside the stall, and began to curry Skyway's coat. Getting all the dried mud, and dirt off. This was deffinitly a chore, that is after the rain. Once all the dried dirt was taken care off, Amy grabbed a soft brush to get all the natted hair untangled. Then she went to the horses mane and tail, both rather tangled but it didn't take long to untangle them. Taking a break, Amy stepped out of the clean stall; and put full attention on Carter.
GROW OLD, WEAR A SUIT LIKE MY OLD MAN
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[/b][/color] etccc ! status: complete ! word count: 421 ! lyrics: bigcitydreams ! artist: christofer drew, nevershoutnever ! graphic: this person =P ! template: wtf voldy ?! @ caution 2.0 ! notes: i love youzzz tooo CARTERRR ![/ul][/ul][/font] |
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Post by ` carter alyssa westwood on Apr 4, 2009 11:49:01 GMT -5
[/SIZE][/color][/font] KEEP IT COOL, WHAT'S THE NAME OF THIS CLUB?[/font] i can't remember but it's alright a-alright,[/color][/font] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Terebinth whickered at Amy's question. I'm sure she was very proud of what she'd done, yeah, very proud, stupid horse. 'She crapped in the stall and rolled in it.' I said through a sigh. I loved Tera very much, but she could be such an idiot sometimes. Not that I'd ever get angry at her. That would be too Ashley Westwood, and in my opinion, Ashley Westwood was the devil incarnate. I stepped inside the stall, body brush in hand and began to scrub at the manure stain. Skyway was very muddy, and Amy would have to thoroughly groom him, so I might have time get the spot out. If I didn't, it was okay. Tera wasn't dirty anywhere else, and her saddle would settle far above the stain.
If I was a horse, my ears would have pricked at the sound of Sam Recke's name. The syllables made my heart jump, the consanants made my knees weak, the vowels made my head spin. It wasn't just that Sam Recke was the most gorgeous boy in all of Berlington, the one who'd play the Prince Charming to my Cinderella, but he was also my best friend. Everyone liked to joke that he was my stalker. I pretended I didn't like the nickname, that I considered he was just extra friendly, but I secretly loved to hear him called that. There were times before I fell asleep at night that I wondered if this adorable skater boy was standing outside my window, waiting for morning. 'Oh, Sam? I don't know, I haven't heard from him all day, I guess his phone's off.' I muttered, dropping the body brush and reaching for a bit of shampoo. I'd go and get a bucket of water in a moment and a sponge. 'Where'd you hear that bit of news from?' I said, instantly promising myself I'd go kick the b*tch's ass next period. Even if it was true.
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POST STATUS:[/color] Complete. (: TEMPLATE CREDIT TO:[/color] sydknee says!BANNER CREDIT TO:[/color] person!LYRICS CREDIT TO:[/color] Lady Gaga ROLEPLAYING WITH:[/color] Amy Germore only! WHERE WE AT?:[/color] Zee barn. WORD COUNT:[/color] three-hundred-twenty-four LOOKING LIKE:[/color] clickerzNOTES:[/color] Think I might roleplay Amy's love interest? Sound good to you? We need some new members.[/size] [/font] [/center] [/ul] |
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