by e v e n t e r » Tue Dec 29, 2009 1:46 pm
Izy smiled, she could tell that Brandon liked Terra, but didnt say anything. "Terra," Izy began, getting up, "Ive got some photography to do, Ill see ya later, Okay?" Before she could answer, Izabela threw everything out, and walked over to the lake.
(( Okay, It is nearing the end of the summer, and the Summer End Fling is a dance that happens before its over. In 3 days this dance is going to happen.... Who will go with who, and who will be left behind? ))
Brandon sat down across from Terra, reaching across the table, he extended his hand to shake hers, "Im Brandon." He flashed her a small smile, his eyes twinkled in response.
Izy layed down on the dock in the sun, she took off her sweats, that had shorts under them, and stayed there. Her thoughts were blank. She shut her eyes, enjoying the heat, and sighed.
⊰ Somewhere behind the rider you've вᴇcoмᴇ,
the hours of ᴘᴙʌcтɪcᴇ you've put in, the coaches that have ᴘυsнᴇᴅ yoυ,
the fences you've нɪт, the bones you've вᴙoκᴇɴ, the hard falls you've тʌκᴇɴ,
the loɴɢ ᴅɪsтʌɴcᴇ , the sнoᴙт ᴅɪsтʌɴcᴇ, the cнɪᴘ, the sтᴙɪᴅᴇs,
the ᴇqυɪтʌтɪoɴ, the sᴡᴇʌт, the тᴇʌᴙs, the вlooᴅ, the вlɪsтᴇᴙs,
the ᴙɪᴘᴘᴇᴅ jᴇʌɴs, the ᴡool jʌcκᴇтs on 100 degree sυммᴇᴙ ᴅʌys,
the lʌмᴇ horse, the cᴙʌzy horse, the "ʌᴙᴇ yoυ sᴇᴙɪoυs?" horse, and ᴇvᴇᴙyтнɪɴɢ in between...
soмᴇᴡнᴇᴙᴇ behind all this is the little girl who fᴇll ɪɴ lovᴇ with the нoᴙsᴇ,
the sᴘoᴙт, and the ɪᴅᴇʌ and ɴᴇvᴇᴙ looκᴇᴅ вʌcκ. ⊱
⊰ ᴇvᴇɴтɪɴɢ ⊱