Horse Love 1#

Horse Love

Katie and the Wild Mustang

Katie going back to France, to bring her brilliant Thoroughbred, Romeo home from the dangers of Paris. But first, she must stay for at least a month to train a wild mustang, Cactus at Bonjour Becoup La Stables. If she successes, she may bring Romeo back to England but if she fails, Romeo will have to stay in Paris. Also, nasty Janine Miller is behind the mess of Romeo's needle injection.

Meanwhile, Katie finds out that Cactus is in quite a danger from Janine's silly plot. Could she save Cactus in time?

Chapter 1

Romeo

I've had Romeo for at least two years in England. But one year ago, he did a dangerous buck and had hurt my mum's friend, Casey so he was transported to Paris and kept in Bonjour Becoup La Stables in France. It was hard imaging, my own horse all over the other side of the world. France has had lots of earthquakes and other dangers lately. Already, I heard the owner of that stable; Lewis said that two of the horses had had a fatal injury. But luckily, that stable in France has an owner that I know really well. I still miss Romeo but there is some good news- By tomorrow, I am going to France biplane to stay at Bonjour Becoup La Stables for a month to bring Romeo home. I'd be staying at Fiargos' stables home along with his family, his two snotty sisters; Janine and Kicky and his uncle. "Katie! Have you got your suitcases?" mum called. Yay! We are going to be off to the airport- Paris (and Romeo), here I come!

"Hey, Fiargo! Hi, Lewis!" I waved to them. Janine gave me a weird look when we got in the car to the Bonjour Becoup La Stables. "Are you here to take Romeo back?" she asked suspiciously. Janine was the least favorite person of mine here. Luckily, Fiargo interrupted. "Hey, Katie so you're back to see Romeo? Well, he has been a sweetie, hot-headed sometimes," he chuckled. Lewis called from the driver's seat that Romeo had been brave in the stables. No wonder why he was called Romeo! I looked out of the car window.it was a fresh sunny afternoon, beats rain back in England! Once we got to the stables, Lewis told me where I'll sleep, the kitchen and the lounge. Stuff like that. Then, we went to the riding area. It took ages to find my jodhpurs. It was the same as the riding arena in Willow Halls Stables. "Come on, let's go to the stables," said Kicky. Kicky is twenty years old and my riding instructor in France and she is a lot nicer than Janine. She pulled me by hand and I squealed. I couldn't wait to see Romeo. Romeo was there, in his stall, still looking fierce. His eyes were dark; his bay coat was still the same. I patted his forehead which had an upside down love heart. He nickered. Kicky smiled and pushed her long blond hair which was in a plait back. "He is still the same, huh Katie?" asked Kicky, still having that Yorkshire accent. I nodded and said, "How about going for a ride? It has been a while we haven't seen eachother. I bet he misses those trail rides." Kicky shrugged and went to a strawberry roan's stall. "This is horse is called Mimi. He is a stiff one, poor thing. Oh and Katie, look-uh. We need to talk. You me and Fiargo. It's about Romeo and you taking him home." Indicated Kicky, grooming Mimi with a curry comb. I flinched and stroked Mimi softly. "What do you mean?" I asked, my voice starting to rise. I can feel the sweat from inside my jodhpurs. Yes, what did she mean? I am, and I will be taking Romeo home. Soon, Fiargo came storming in the stables, looking tired. He looked at me and did a lopsided smile. "Hey there, Katie, Kicky." He said and greeted me. Kicky gave him a glance and straight away, he knew what this meant. His cute smile disappeared. "Oh yeah." He said.

I glared at both of them. "What do you mean that you have something to talk about Romeo? I am bringing him home am I?" I asked hurriedly. Kicky sighed and tacked up Mimi. "Look, Katie. You will be taking Romeo home unless…" Kicky started and stared at Fiargo. I was getting impatient. "What?" I asked. Fiargo took a big breath and said, "We have found a wild mustang last week. It is wild. The police said we may take care of it unless someone trains it but we don't have enough time and no one in this village wants a wild mustang. So, um, if you want to take Romeo home you have to master how to take care of Cactus, the wild mustang,"

Chapter 2

I am shocked. I am surprised. I am tired. A mustang? Honestly, there is no way am I going to train some wild horse. No way. Not Katie. Katie does not train dangerous things. Uh-uh. Not me. No way. I was lying on my bed, thinking. Fiargo and Kicky begged me to do it. How can I? Mother always told me to stay away to what's dangerous and wild. That is right, isn't it? What if I get kicked or bucked off? How can I train a stupid mustang? Or better known, Dangerous Horse. Cactus was the wild mustang's name, obviously. Fiargo says I can train it better so I can take Romeo home. My head clicked. If I can handle this mustang, I can take Romeo home. Suddenly I noticed something; I really really wanted to take Romeo home. Someone knocked on my bedroom door. It was Lewis. He came in and said, "You should be going to bed now, chick. Tomorrow, your training with that wild mustang will begin," I gutted and gulped as he left and turned off the lights. I lied in the dark, thinking. When I finally drift up to sleep, listening to the horses snort in the stable next door I dreamt of me, not caring about Cactus and Romeo can't go home with me so I fight. I fight to bring him home but I was caught by the police and they arrested me. Kicky, Fiargo and Lewis were so disappointed in that nightmare. I woke up with a gasp, beads of sweat drip from my forehead. This was it. I have made my final decision. I am training Cactus, the wild mustang.

To be continued… tomorrow

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Bye for now, C

 

 

 

 

 

story

 

Ring, ring! Comberinas alarm clock had gone off with an annoying ringing tone. It was a lovely sunny Saturday morning and that's when Comberina, also known as Heather has her All-Known-Music Idoctionations meeting at nine. Berina groaned and got out of bed. She was very tired from last night's ride. "Heather, get up! You'll be late for Berina's lesson!" her mum called. Again, Heather only scolded and got dressed.

The academy of music was not far away from her home so she will get there in time. Berina was her music teacher. "Hi, Heather!" called Berina waving at her at the receptions' desk. Heather smiled and waved back then she headed to Room 2, her singing class. "Just you wait," a voice behind her called and touched her backpack. It was Berina, looking serious with a clipboard of Classes. "Whatever is wrong?" asked Heather, confused. Berina cleared her throat. "Well, there has been a mix up of classes and teachers. The thing is that your singing class isn't room 2," she started off with. "It's Room7."

Berina groaned. That's where her former enemy is, Rachel Smith, who also goes to Berina's riding school who is the meanest person in the stables. She hurried off to Room 7, pushing past heaps of people finding their classes after the mix up. She entered room 7 and saw Rachel there, sitting on the lounge, not looking very happy. When she saw Heather, she looked up and a naughty glint was in her eye. "Why, he-llo, Heidi," smiled Rachel meanly. It's Heather, thought Heather hastily. "Good to see you. I suppose you and I have our doing vocal tests today." Said Rachel slowly. Heather rolled her eyes and shoved her bag in the Bag Corner just as her 'new singing teacher' came in. it seemed like the new teacher's name was Mrs. J. "Class, get your headphones ready and I will record your voice for the song you will be singing and that song I hope you have been practicing!" Mrs. J's brisk voice only made Heather more nervous. Mrs. J pinned the songs that each person in the class will be singing on the pinboard. Everyone broke into a noisy chatter as they scattered to the pinboard to check their solo songs. "Oh my God!" cried Emily, Heather's friend in the Music Club. "I just knew I'd be singing and recording the Hoedown Throwdown! Cool! Oh, and Heather you're doing… um, Crazier by Taylor Swift," Emily chuckled. Heather sighed. "No surprise there," she sighed when Mrs. J began to say, "OK, Kay May please put your headphone cord in this recorder, ready to sing Fashion by the Rouge Traders…" one by one, Mrs. J began to read out the names to record. "And, Heather Michaels, you're singing Crazier by Taylor Swift." It was Heather turn and she was trembling as she placed on her headphones and took a deep breath as she saw Rachel smirking at her on the cushions. Slowly, she started to sing…

To be continued…

 

 

 

 

Horse-riding Miracles 1#

Horse-Riding Miracles

By Christine Katlyn-Caraline Wang

Chapter 1

"You are late!"

"I'm sorry. I had early piano practice in the morning and things went…"

"Not interested in what else you do. There is a competition on Saturday and if you are late to every single class, I might as well call your parents!"

Angie can't believe it. She just cannot believe it. Her horse-riding lesson starts at nine. And today's piano lesson started at eight in the morning and Ms. Harrington, the age 11-13 years old teaching horse-riding teacher is yelling at her every morning. Ok, at least she tried to tell her about how important my piano exam is and how she needed to take lessons morning at night. "Go get Caspar!" growled Ms. Harrington madly as she watched this riding pro girl called Stevie Halter jump to combo fences. She is amazing at riding. Her parents are wealthy and rich so she gets private lessons and all that. Caspar is Angie's horse Angie boarded to Willow Halls Riding School. She owned Caspar ever since he was a pony. Now, it's at the stables. A few snobby girls smirked as Angie turned away to the stable. "Next! Oh, since Angie wasn't ready on time, Wendy, you'll have to take her turn on the combo and dressage." She heard Ms. Harrington say.

It wasn't fair, thought Angie as she opened Caspar's barn door. Stevie and Wendy are always on time! And they brag and brag about everything infront of my face! She kept thinking that furiously as she tacked Caspar up. Caspar snorted as if to say that he was ready for the combo jumps. "Mm, Caspar. We were late, that's all. And the combo jump morning lesson has finished. It's snack time now, but I'm going to the combo area and we're going to show how good we are to Ms. Harrington!" said Angie solemnly. She had been so late; it was almost like she forgot to brush her blonde hair. Though her blonde hair was tied up into pigtails with green ribbons. She placed on the saddle and pushed up on Caspar. Then, she mounted out of the barn. As she mounted, Wendy and Stevie and another snobby girl called Elliarna were walking behind her saying, "I know! I can't believe Ms. Harrington thought we were the best at everything!" Stevie was saying, in a voice she'd hoped Angie would hear. "And I heard her talking to Max about we were the top ones in combo dressage's and did you know I heard them say Angie was the lowest because she was so low and late?" Wendy breathed. Angie ignored them and mounted Caspar on. It was hard to ignore them because their voices were loud. Soon, when she got out, the girls weren't behind her though she could hear them mumbling away, voices fading. As she got to the combo area, she whispered to Caspar, "C'mon, Caspar. We'll need to practice. For us, and the competition on Saturday," then, she thumped on the reins and off they went. Caspar was cantering steadily and perfectly. When a fence appeared infront of them, Angie was worried. She had jumped only little fences before she enrolled Ms. Harrington's class, but that was when she was nine. Now, it was a very big one. Angie waited for the moment to happen when… NEIGH! Angie went flying off the saddle onto the stiff, hard ground.

Chapter 2

"Angie, can you hear me? Angie?" Dr. Jane's stern voice was shattering. Angie slowly opened her eyes, avoiding the pain on her shoulders and back. She looked up. The snobby girls were standing in distance, laughing about Angie's 'Stupid fall'. And there was Ms. Harrington not looking happy. Ms. Harrington was clutching onto Caspar's reins and looking straight at Angie on the ground. "Are you OK?" asked Dr. Jane. "Yes, I'm fine. What about Caspar?" asked Angie, slowly getting up. "He's good and well. In tip-top shape." Said Dr. Jane, placing a bandage on for Angie's bleeding elbow.

"Were you mad?" hissed Ms. Harrington. Angie was at the office, taking consequences for the accident. Obviously, the snobby girls were all outside the window, giggling. "I wanted to practice my jumping so when I come early on Tuesday I can improve." She exclaimed quietly, rubbing her arm. She still was in her riding outfit and hadn't changed since. "Well, that was a silly thing to do, without guidance from another adult or teacher," Ms. Harrington snarled. Then, she told Angie she should be more like Stevie and Wendy, always doing the right thing. Angie had nothing to say to that. She was over. Her chance of coming to this riding school was over. "And, next classes is on Monday at four twenty; not Tuesday, Angie." Finished off Ms. Harrington. Angie gulped. It has been school holidays for a month or two but her dancing school classes were on a MONDAY! Instead of telling Ms. Harrington that, Angie nodded and walked outside the office.

"Ha-ha. Who's got in trouble from Harrington?" snarled nastily Stevie. "Yeah who?" cried another girl pulling a beautiful black bay horse. Angie thought that girl was teasing but instead, the girl came infront of Angie and said to Stevie, "Oh, so you haven't got in trouble, huh? Then, why do you care about her? It's none of your business, excuse me." Angie was shocked. No one in this riding school stood out to her like that. Stevie sneered one more time and walked away to join Wendy and Elliarna to the counter room. "Don't worry about them," the girl smiled kindly at Angie. "Stevie and Wendy are always bullies, anyway. I'm June. June Kelly," said the girl. Angie smiled shyly back. "I'm Angie. Angie Webster. Who's that horse you're pulling? Well he's very beautiful,"

"Actually it's a she. Her name is Ginny. My parents boarded her. She is beautiful, but she does get hot-headed and temperamental and she bucks you off. I like that horse called Caspar better-you know that strawberry roan at the middle stall?" she June as she pulled Ginny off. Angie walked with them. "Caspar? Oh, that's my horse. I also boarded him and got him since he was a pony. D'you wanna see him?" asked Angie, grinning. The two girls walked on, with Ginny to Caspar's stall. First, June gave Holly, her riding teacher Ginny and walked off with Angie. When they arrived at Caspar's stall, June gaped. "What a beauty! He must've been worth a thousand pounds, right?" she asked with a surprised expression. Angie laughed and said, "No. Just a few hundreds." She thought that this day was getting better. Her first ever best friend in Willow Halls riding School ever. She wished the snack time will never end, but it did. The bell went and it was time to go to the next lesson: dressage. The two girls gave eachother's phone numbers and emails before they took off in separate ways.

As she mounted Caspar to the dressage area, Ms. Harrington arrived with a clip-board and pen. The other riders were there as well. "Thank goodness you didn't come late, Angie. I will be testing your exams today." That gave Angie a complete shock. "Today's exam? What?" cried Angie, adjusting her helmet. Exam?! She hadn't been ready or practicing these days. Ms. Harrington curved her lips up and yelled, "OK, Angie Webster! I'm going have to speak to your parents this afternoon when you leave-no excuses!" Angie gulped. "But-"

"No buts! Think about it; being late, being lazy, being sloppy, doing silly things, not getting on to the timetables! Seriously, Angie, should I add more?" yelled Ms. Harrington. No one dared to say a word. Not even the snobby girls. Angie could feel Caspar getting nervous and stiff and that was not good for dressage's. Angie shook her head. Tears were swimming up to her eyes. Her eyes were getting so blurry and watery, if she did anything, she was going to cry. In the awkward silence, Angie knew what to do was best; she nodded and mounted Caspar back to the barn and into the paddock. The paddock was a good place to cry because now, no one is in the paddock except for a few foals and horses. When she went pass a tree with no horse (Caspar was feeding on grass.), she being to sob. Why did she even bother coming here when there's a lot on her mind these days? Why? She had no idea except for being a stupid, dummy sobbing.

Chapter Three

"Angie, love, Ms. Harrington spoke to us this afternoon about your lessons. Your mum and I have thought about it," it was a warm night and Angie was in her PJ's, grabbing a glass of juice from the fridge as she heard her parents talking. "Look, as we said, your teacher has spoken to us. You need to catch up, so we are wanting you to choose either dancing, piano, guitar, swimming or singing lessons to take out." Her mum said, flipping the pancakes over in the pan. Angie froze. "What?! That's insane! I'm not taking any of those out unless it's tutoring," exclaimed Angie. "No! Your math and science is getting crabby and we need you to keep tutoring, Ange." Said her dad. "We know that you want to keep horse-riding so that's why it's not an option, love." Said her mum. Angie sighed and sat on a chair near the dining table, putting the juice down. Her dad came over and gave her five papers. Each are the bills of the five options Angie has to take out. She looked at them thoroughly. "Well, I don't want to take out piano and guitar and swimming. So I guess it just leaves it to singing and dancing; right?" said Angie. Her dad nodded, strictly looking at the bills of each. Swimming was obviously the cheapest. Then, her mum butted in, "You can withdraw two, you know. Our money is getting less and less by week." Angie said, "You said I can take out one sport only. So, I don't want to do dancing anymore. So, when the concert is over, we will quit," Angie finally said. Her mum nodded gaily. "And I quit guitar lessons. Dan can teach me without bills." Continued Angie. Her mum nodded again. "Then, it's settled. Dan can teach you every Wednesday night,"

That's it, Angie thought. I can finally leave some time for my horse-riding. That night, she called June and told her the news. June was impressed. "That's good, Ange. Are you coming to the stables tomorrow?" she asked. "Of course! Since I don't do dancing, I will have to go!" insisted Angie.

The End

 

Note from CC

Note from Kat Christine

My mum, dad, cousins, aunts and uncles hate animals and horses and more like clean freaks. I like horses and am dying to horse ride for once in my life. But mum and dad are very unfriendly and uncertain about that. I love animals but my parents and family think that they are pests. They can be stinky but I don't think it's nice to say things like that to cause animal cruelty. I love horses and cats and dogs and obviously, animals. So, if you are like me, animal-lover for always, take a chill out! Pets and animals cost money, remember that but if you really want to horse-ride, like me and YOUR PARENTS don't let, why not read non-fiction and fiction books and texts about them? Or watch DVD's about them? Remember, there's one thing that no one can stop you from doing: Dreaming. Yes.

The Place that Really Matters

The Place that Really Matters

By (Christine.) Kat Wang writer of all the posts on this blog such as Horse-riding Miracles 1#, 2# and 3#

Book Blur

What really happens in life? Lots of things…

Join Hailey Louis on this cool, wacky fun adventure of friendship and fun. Hailey joins a really cool club: The Fashion Girls. That's where you meet, Jasmine, Lily and Reality. Three girls whom Hailey realizes, cares more about style and fashion and all these pretty clothes. They have meetings almost every day but Hailey most likely misses them because she has other plans. Also, Hailey is so not that interested in fashion and style. How can she confess to her friends that fashion isn't really her?

Stay tuned for the ACTUAL story. Coming soon in November.