Post by Kacie on May 30, 2012 11:36:09 GMT -5
Maxxi Hart
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"Max!" I jolted up at the sound of my name being yelled. "Y'all keep it down! I'm sleep'n!" I called to my parents as I began to lay down in the backseat of the truck. "No, we're here!" I sat straight up. I had practically slept all the way from my luxurious Texas ranch to CCA Camp, only stopping every 4 hours to check on Turbo, or spend the night in a motel....but we were here. CCA Camp. It was summer. Turbo was in the back in our brand new six horse trailer all alone. The white fences rushed past us before we turned into the driveway, and I quickly re-did my braid, and checked myself over. I was wearing a green three-quarter sleeve shirt, a black North Face wind-breaker, boot cut jeans, and dirty romeo's. I sighed and turned around opening the back window, and then the box in the back to my two backpacks, I took a mirror and my make-up out. "Max! What are you do'n?" Mom said and I rolled my eyes before redoing my makeup. (mascara, eye liner, a bit of blush and lip gloss) and I put it back. "Noth'n" I replied zipping the bag again and turning back around, a beautiful stable came into view along with a couple riders in breeches and tall boots...."I told you! I'm not gonna fit in with those fancy hunner jumpers and dressage girls. I to reining! Cutt'n!" I told them. My dad shook his head. "It'll be alright." he said. "You practically got here on scholarship. You and Turbo will do amazing." I sighed. I was beaten. "Okay." I muttered as my mom turned down a couple a signs pointing to horse drop off and trailer parking. Finally we parked the truck and trailer next to a couple others, and I hopped out inspecting out white trailer and navy blue ford. "Ready?" my mom asked. I nodded. "You guys can, um.." I trailed off mefore my new iphone chimed (a going away present) I took it out my my coat pocket and saw it was an e-mail from Head Mistress Drake. I red it outloud to my parents.
Dear Parents/gaurdians of Maxxi Hart
Hello,
I am your daughters new head mistress, and I would like to speak to you as soon as possible regaurding your daughter Maxxi Hart, it will imform you about my rules here at camp, rules at Canterwood Crest Academy, schedules, and placements. You may come alone, for your daughter will be imformed of these also by her cabin monitor, and again when she gets to campus this fall.
I would like to see you as soon as possible. Thank you for your time,
Head Mistress Drake
I looked up at them and instantly reached into my first backpack and pulled out a map of camp. "I'll see y'all soon, meet me at the girls cabin when y'all are done." I said.
My mom nodded, and my dad lightly grabbed her arm pulling me away to go to the administrations office.
I went around to the back of the trailer and let down the huge ramp slowly-thank god for riding muscles.
Turbo looked back at me, his forelock and mane tousled, and his chestnut gleamed ware his plaid blanket didn't hide.
"Hey bud." I walked in and rubbed his white cheek, looking at his blue eyes. Gorgeous.
I smiled and untied the white lead rope leading him out.
The black halter was beautiful against his white face and chestnut neck.
"Come on." I clicked to Turbo and started toward the barn, barely able to contain myself. This was huge, VERY huge, and I couldn't wait to scream out in joy.
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"Max!" I jolted up at the sound of my name being yelled. "Y'all keep it down! I'm sleep'n!" I called to my parents as I began to lay down in the backseat of the truck. "No, we're here!" I sat straight up. I had practically slept all the way from my luxurious Texas ranch to CCA Camp, only stopping every 4 hours to check on Turbo, or spend the night in a motel....but we were here. CCA Camp. It was summer. Turbo was in the back in our brand new six horse trailer all alone. The white fences rushed past us before we turned into the driveway, and I quickly re-did my braid, and checked myself over. I was wearing a green three-quarter sleeve shirt, a black North Face wind-breaker, boot cut jeans, and dirty romeo's. I sighed and turned around opening the back window, and then the box in the back to my two backpacks, I took a mirror and my make-up out. "Max! What are you do'n?" Mom said and I rolled my eyes before redoing my makeup. (mascara, eye liner, a bit of blush and lip gloss) and I put it back. "Noth'n" I replied zipping the bag again and turning back around, a beautiful stable came into view along with a couple riders in breeches and tall boots...."I told you! I'm not gonna fit in with those fancy hunner jumpers and dressage girls. I to reining! Cutt'n!" I told them. My dad shook his head. "It'll be alright." he said. "You practically got here on scholarship. You and Turbo will do amazing." I sighed. I was beaten. "Okay." I muttered as my mom turned down a couple a signs pointing to horse drop off and trailer parking. Finally we parked the truck and trailer next to a couple others, and I hopped out inspecting out white trailer and navy blue ford. "Ready?" my mom asked. I nodded. "You guys can, um.." I trailed off mefore my new iphone chimed (a going away present) I took it out my my coat pocket and saw it was an e-mail from Head Mistress Drake. I red it outloud to my parents.
Dear Parents/gaurdians of Maxxi Hart
Hello,
I am your daughters new head mistress, and I would like to speak to you as soon as possible regaurding your daughter Maxxi Hart, it will imform you about my rules here at camp, rules at Canterwood Crest Academy, schedules, and placements. You may come alone, for your daughter will be imformed of these also by her cabin monitor, and again when she gets to campus this fall.
I would like to see you as soon as possible. Thank you for your time,
Head Mistress Drake
I looked up at them and instantly reached into my first backpack and pulled out a map of camp. "I'll see y'all soon, meet me at the girls cabin when y'all are done." I said.
My mom nodded, and my dad lightly grabbed her arm pulling me away to go to the administrations office.
I went around to the back of the trailer and let down the huge ramp slowly-thank god for riding muscles.
Turbo looked back at me, his forelock and mane tousled, and his chestnut gleamed ware his plaid blanket didn't hide.
"Hey bud." I walked in and rubbed his white cheek, looking at his blue eyes. Gorgeous.
I smiled and untied the white lead rope leading him out.
The black halter was beautiful against his white face and chestnut neck.
"Come on." I clicked to Turbo and started toward the barn, barely able to contain myself. This was huge, VERY huge, and I couldn't wait to scream out in joy.