((MOds delete please. Making a new one from scratch))

[simply,]

((I'm doing a report on Judgement ISF so I will be distracted.))

Alec lead Leo out to the indoor and lunged him. He then went and got Replay. He lunged the Mare and the rest of Alex's horses.

[vanilla.soda]

((I'm in bed in Tahoe, and we went with my moms friends family, and her 9yr daughter Carly is standing on the bed swining her stuffed animal cat by the tail. It's hilarious. And know Charlies climbing on me. "one of my dogs that Is a boxer"))

[vanilla.soda]

Ally stopped Shak at a rock. Ally hopped off and slowly walked to the rock and sat down, and started crying

[dragon120874]

Em was lunging Sunday ata trot, trying to focus. Did Jake really like her? Why did he convince himself that he loved her? Will this be fixed? Ugh!
Sunday whinnied and threw her tail, snappoing her girl back into reality

[bonjour.]

Jake sighed and threw the magazine on the coffee table, the pages sprawling open. He looked at a horse on the page that happened to be opened......the horse was black, like Sunday, it reminded him of Em, oh Em.

[dragon120874]

Em raised the lunge whip to her hip and kissed the air. Sunday tossed her mane and cantered. Em sighed and focused on the filly's stride. Wouls Sunday make a better Jumper or Dressage mare? Will Jake go to her show, anyway? Where did that come from! She took a breath and cracked the whip at the air, Sunday cantering faster

[bonjour.]

Jake rose from the couch and left the lounge, he looked over at Em and Sunday, he listened to the sound of the whip as it cracked to the air.

[dragon120874]

Em didn't even notice him, she was tryimg hard tp focus on her filly. She cracked the whip in the air and kissed the air, purtting Sunday's cantyer a bit faster. Her stride lebnghthened and her gait was smoother. Could look better, but none the less it pleased Em how fast Sunday was learning

[bonjour.]

Jake watched Sunday, his gaze sometimes drifting over to Em. He sighed and scuffed his boot on the dirt as he watched.

[dragon120874]

Em eased Sunday into a trot, forming a triangle with her and the horse's body. Sunday's trot was choppy, but not unfixable. she tossed her tail, knowing how pretty she is. Em smiled and brought the whip to her thigh