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The Breyer Freisin club| Is that all? | 
horsecrazygirl80 & Flame | | 2013-02-28 00:34:42 | | | I mean is that the only story |
horsecrazygirl80 & Flame | | 2013-03-05 01:34:42 | | | uh...just wondering...what kind of club is this? do we write stories? if so, i would love to join-(even though i said inactive club!) can u tell me about this club? :) |
Horsesforever12 & Jedi | | 2013-03-07 22:30:48 | | you make a breyer fresian (or two) and you can do contests right now there is a writing contest and I'm the judge.
PS I'm not the owner of the club, I'm just a member and the owner has not responded in a while |
horsecrazygirl80 & Flame | | 2013-03-13 22:33:41 | | ok, here's my story! :) it's only chapter one but if u want more look for it the story contest soon and the Wiggin's Weekly. :D
Taming Mustangs, Book 1: Eagle's Wings
Chapter 1
Alicia Burningham ran to the barn that was just behind her house. Her auburn hair bounced against her shoulders as the chilly September air brushed by her skin. Barging through the barn doors, Ali was greeted by happy whinnies. She patted Emerald, her families’ brown Morgan mare.
"Alicia!" Ali’s mother’s voice echoed into the big horse barn. Ugh. Why does my mom have to call me that when she’s angry? I like Ali, thought the girl. Ali and her mom had had a fight. Her family was selling her Shetland pony, Blacky. The fourteen-year old girl knew that she had had Blacky for at least nine years, but it was hard to give up such a faithful friend. Ali entered Blacky’s stall and hugged him. "Oh, Blacky, I’ll miss you." Ali said as the little black pony nuzzled her arm.
Ali had grown up with horses her entire life, and knew almost everything about them. Her mom and dad had divorced when she was five. Her dad moved to Texas while Ali, her mother, and her older brother had stayed in Montana. Ali still loved to visit her dad, and they shared a special bond: their love of horses. Ali’s mom, Marie, loved horses too, along with Jake, Ali’s eighteen-year old brother. They owned one-hundred acres and had a huge barn where they worked as a rehabilitation place for horses. They took in hurting and troubled horses, and broke green ones. Montana was known for it’s mountainous ranges and wild mustangs, and Ali has always treasured the fact that she lived in such a horsey place.
Besides Blacky and Emerald, the family owned four other horses: Windy, a frisky Connemara/Thoroughbred bay mare; Mystery, a Paint mare; Chance, a Palomino gelding; and Devil, a black Dutch Warmblood stallion. At the moment they were boarding three others and working with two.
Ali looked up from Blacky’s dark mane and saw her mom standing there.
"Ali, try to accept this…please," said Marie softly. The girl wiped her eyes, just realizing she had been crying. "Okay," Ali relented, coming out of the pony’s stall and latching the door shut. Marie hugged her daughter and smiled.
"Dear, I’m sure we’ll find the right buyer. But right now, you should focus on getting ready for school." Ali groaned, remembering that it was Monday. She didn’t have any friends, mostly because she wasn’t the socialist, and mostly because she couldn’t find anyone that loved horses as much as she did. Sometimes she wished she could just skip out on school, and ninth grade was super hard. Junior high wasn’t exactly swell fun. Her algebra seemed to get harder and harder every day.
When in the house, Ali glanced at her watch and yelped. It was seven thirty! The bus was arriving in thirty minutes. She brushed her hair and put it back in a ponytail. Gulping down a piece of toast and a glass of orange juice, Ali quickly said good-bye to her mom and rushed out the door. Her backpack bounced against her hip as she ran to the end of her enormous driveway. She got there just in time. Finding a place to sit in the bus, Ali plopped down and tried to ignore the chants of Lucas Aston, the boy who just loved to pick on her. His splash of freckles seemed to glow with evil.
"Here comes Miss Horsey who loves horsey orsey horses!" Lucas teased, his dark eyes gleaming with mischief.
"Why don’t you just go stick your head in a mud pile?" Ali murmured, wishing she could just show him the amazing gift of horses. Why don’t people understand her love of this animal? Besides Lucas, Selina Mason was the other pain. She rode at an exclusive riding school that was very fancy, and Selina just so happened to be a rich snob who would rub it in her face. She was sitting in the front, chatting with her friends and whipping her dark blond hair over her shoulder. She was gaga over Jay Robins, the cutest boy in ninth grade. And Jay couldn’t help but notice her as well…not only was she a snob, she was beautiful. Selina’s friends were really flakes; they really didn’t care about Selina at all and didn’t count as loyal friends.
The bus drove into the school parking lot and everyone hurried out. Ali brushed quickly past Lucas and Selina and half-ran to the school. She hurried into her first class, English and Grammar. Mrs. Herbert, the school’s ninth grade English teacher, was sitting at her desk looking mean and stern…as usual. Ali slipped into her seat and watched the other kids to the same.
After everyone was settled in, Mrs. Herbert’s voice crackled, "Welcome students. Today we’ll be studying for a big grammar test on ‘propositions in action’. I expect you to do as best you can, which half of you won’t even try…but please do your best to ace the test. Last week we looked at how…" Ali drowned out her teacher’s voice for a moment and studied the other students in her class room. Elsie Turner, the "geek" of the school, had bright red hair and glasses, not to mention she was kind of ugly. But Ali did feel bad about her sometimes. Besides Jay, the other cool guy was Roy, a cute, brown-haired boy who Ali didn’t know much about…and she had to admit, he was good looking. Besides all the other girls in her class, Sara Morello was a girl Ali knew nothing about. She had long, dark hair and gray-blue eyes. She often snuck a look at Roy, and Roy would look at her too. Maybe they like each other, Ali thought.
After school Ali went to the barn to do her afternoon chores. First she mucked out stall, filled hay nets, and groomed a couple horses. Then she went to work with Cody, a dun colored gelding that was a cribber. Ali got an old stirrup strap and made it into a sort of cribbing belt that prevented the horse from bending his head to inhale. Then she went in the house where Jake had just got off the phone.
"Good news! That was Jasmine Morello. She has a five-year old girl who wants a pony. She’s interested in Blacky. A buyer already!" Jake said to Ali. Morello? That sounds familiar. Ali thought. "Are they coming to look at him?" she asked her brother.
"Yeah…she’s coming over tomorrow at four…right when you get out of school." he answered.
Jake had skipped out on college and put all his time on working at the barn. Marie had thought that was a wrong decision, but he was an adult now and could decide what he wanted. And he loved horses.
"Where’s mom?" Ali changed the subject.
"Out exercising Emerald in the ring. Windy still needs to be ridden…you want to exercise her?" Jake asked his sister. "Sure," replied Ali heading for the door.
Windy nickered happily as Ali heaved a saddle on her back. After tightening the girth and checking the stirrups, she led the mare outside and into the ring. She mounted and walked her around for a few minutes before kicking her into a brisk trot. "How was school?" Marie asked, walking Emerald over next to her daughter.
"Fine. Did you hear that we’ve got a buyer for Blacky already?" Ali said to her mother, changing the subject quickly. Marie shook her head "no".
"Wow. Who was it?"
"Jasmine Morello."
"Oh, Jasmine! It must be her little girl, Mary." Marie said happily. Ali decided that if her mom liked the woman, maybe she would too.
~Please vote!~ :)
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Horsesforever12 & Jedi | | 2013-03-13 23:38:39 | | | my horse would be daiblo and my sport would be jumping and dressage | 
maykala & snowwhite | | 2013-03-15 22:49:23 | | | Horseforever your story was great! I loved it! | 
bay speed & Ruby | | 2013-03-18 22:23:44 | | | well, POA, it really just a chapter of a book. :) |
Horsesforever12 & Jedi | | 2013-03-19 01:22:12 | | | Your book was excellent Horsesforever12!!! Is there any more stories? If not I will vote soon |
horsecrazygirl80 & Flame | | 2013-03-21 03:11:00 | | | That's all i'm gonna give ya! you'll have to look for chapter 2 in the story contests pretty soon and the Wiggin's Weekly. and thanks Bay Speed! :) thanks Horsecrazygirl too! :D :) ;) |
Horsesforever12 & Jedi | | 2013-03-22 00:21:38 | |
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