Country must be country wide! (Romance RP Open, accepting!)

[WildWhiskeyTales]

Cassandra kept throwing up. She finally quit and rinsed her mouth out. She walked out and saw John in the hall. She lowered her head when she saw him. He looked nice. She had never seen him so dressed up.

[AngelTrouble]

John Myer

He turned when he heard the bathroom door open, and was slightly surprised to see Cass there, without her wig. He cleared his throat, "You ok Cass?" he asked, but his mind kept thinking 'she is wondering why your all dressed up. You've never been this dressed up in front of her. What if she thinks you're going to find another girl?' many hard thoughts slammed into his head, but he waited for her answer. He couldn't tell her where he was going, not now at least.

[WildWhiskeyTales]

Cassandra nodded. "Its almost time for my Chemo treatments. I throw up alot when it gets close to time." Cassandra said sadly. She knew he was leaving. "Well...I hope you have a nice life." Cassandra said trying to pass him to go to her room.

[AngelTrouble]

John Myer

He quickly stepped in front of her, "What do mean? Have a nice life? Cass?" he looked down at her, putting his hands on her shoulders. A worried look came upon his face, he didn't hate her, just the opposite. She could've thrown stuff at him for all he cared and he would still love her. For it was her spirit and spunk that had drawed him in in the first place.

[WildWhiskeyTales]

"Your leaving....You cant stand me." Cassandra said looking down. "And I dont blame you." Cassandra said trying to cover her bald head. She tried to escape from John and go to her room.

[SoccerChick07]

~Skye ~

Nickname: Skye
Age: 17
Dorm room: 1
horse name: Jeremiah
history: As it's said, lived in NY all her life.
personality: She's city, yeah, but she's good at adapting, sometimes she likes it, sometimes she doesn't. Skye is headstrong and outspoken, quite talkative. She's a flirt but she keeps her head straight when working. Skye's a quick thinker, too.
crush: open
BF/GF?: open
Family: Wes
Page forum is on: 39
Pets: Shady follows her around everywhere except when riding
Objects: (Car, phone, pet, daily style, ect) Ring
Other: Her favorite color is green and she's afraid of the dark.

~Wesley~

Nickname: Wes
Age: 18
Dorm room: 2
horse name: Jasper
history: Same as Skye's
personality: Wes is a complete joker. He's always looking for the bright side of things, and usually finds it. Wes can always crack a good joke, or play a great prank. He's all about having fun.
crush: open
BF/GF?: open
Family: Skye
Page forum is on: 39
Pets: same as Skye, 'cept not really
Objects: (Car, phone, pet, daily style, ect) Wristband
Other: His favorite color is blue and he hates being angry or sad.

[AngelTrouble]

John Myer

He let her go to her room, he wouldn't have if she had her wig on, but it hurt her to stand there with no covering. Pursing his lips he walked down and out of the house. Within a few minutes his truck was heard, cranking up. He drove down the driveway, thinking about Cass, how hurt she looked, thinking he was leaving her forever.

He arrived in Huntsville in an hour. After stopping for gas, a drink, something to eat, and asking for directions he made his way across town. He parked in front of a fancy store, many expensive things were show-cased in it's windows. He sat there for a moment, looking at the display. Then, taking in a deep breath, he got out and went into the store. The moment he came in, he stood out in contrast to everything there. He felt like a giant and like a freak of nature.

A petite woman with her hair raised up in a neat bun came to him, "May I... help you sir?" she stumbled on her words for a second then achieved her business air. John stood, with his hands in his pockets, then looked down at the small woman, "Yes, ma'am. I need to look at your engagement rings." he was surprised at his steady response. The little woman brightened up, "Of course!" she scurried over behind a counter of glass, which displayed many fine and sparkling rings. "Here they are sir. Finest in Huntsville." John followed her and stopped in front of the display, his dark brown eyes scanned the many rings. Cass was simple and would probably get aggravated with something fancy and large. "I'm sure a handsome young man like you is going to make the best day in some lucky girl's life." she finally said after staring at him for a few minutes.

John looked at her, "I'm gonna try ma'am." he looked back down and finally a ring caught his eye. It was simple yet elegant. It had three modestly sized diamonds, one large one in the middle of two smaller ones. He pointed to it, "That's the one." the woman smiled and took it out, "You sure you don't want to look at it closer?" He nodded, "I'm sure." he paused, "Do you have a leather like box for it?" the woman looked up at him, her smile frozen upside down, she looked him from head to toe, then her smile came back slowly, "Ah, we might have something to suit you." John cocked his brows, man were city women different than Cass.

After twenty more minutes he had the thousand dollar ring in his hand and he was heading out the door. He sat down in his truck, slowly he opened the box... the ring was perfect. Or at least he thought. So now, he made the long drive back to the ranch. It was lunch time when he got there. Parking his truck, he stepped out and looked around. The ring was hidden safely in his glovebox in the truck.

[WildWhiskeyTales]

Cassandra cried when she heard Johns truck leave. She slowly got up and dressed in jeans and a green tank. She put her wig on and her hat. She walked outside and saddled Comanche. It was her day to tend the cows.

[AngelTrouble]

John Myer

He knew Cass would be out workin the cattle. So he went into the barn, after making sure he had the ring in his shirt pocket, and tacked up Giddalti. Soon he was out riding in the direction of Cass. He hoped he was doing the right thing. Most of all he hoped she wouldn't turn him down.

In another hour he topped a hill, the sight of the cattle and one lone person on horseback below him. He clicked Giddalti up forward, slowly where he wouldn't spook the cattle. He made it in hollaring distance from Cass, but he waited to get closer. He wanted this to be as perfect as he could make it.

He was twenty feet in front of Cass when he stopped and dismounted. After ground tying Giddalti he started walking toward her. He had a good poker face, so he couldn't give anything away.

[WildWhiskeyTales]

Cassandra had been crying when she heard someone approaching. She looked up and saw John. She slipped off of Comanchie and ran towards John. Then she stopped. What if he hated her?