Post by duckiesue on Jul 23, 2012 19:50:18 GMT -7
Dixie Hunter
"Day one. Its only day one." Dixie muttered to herself as she slowly maneuvered the silver ZR1 over the gravel pathway and towards the barns. Her deep blue eyes scanned the seemingly calm estate for someone or something to give her directions. She used to know everything about the barn before the car crash the stunned her memory. She was looking for an owner, or at least someone who could help her learn. Daddy Dearest had agreed to pay for the rent, reasonable payments anyways.
Stifling a yawn, she shifted the sports car to park and leaned back in the black leather seats. It was still pretty early in the morning, the sun barely peeking out above the clouds. Dixie realized that probably no one was up this early. And why the hell was she on private property anyways? Shit. Whatever. It was time to abandon this fruitless attempt. Just as she was about to shift the sports car into reverse and get the hell out of there, she saw movement near the open barn doors.
One little horse. Two little horses.
Someone was leading them out. A woman, by the looks of it. "Well. Here we go." With a flick of her wrist, she resolutely turned off the engine and extracted her keys. She had no desire to learn how to work with horses but she knew that this wasn't a task she could procrastinate. Her father would see right through her if she didn’t know exactly what she was talking about or doing. She had a year, but with some good behavior... maybe she could get dad to lessen her sentence by six months. Six months in this cold hell wouldn’t be too bad, right? Right.
Dixie opened the door and slipped a pair of heels on. Driving barefoot was, in her opinion, was one of life's simple pleasures. Reaching into the passenger seat she pulled a leather jacket out of the mess and slipped that on too. It took her one more second to wipe her designer glasses clean and step out into the sunlight. Placing a smirk on her lush lips and confidence she didn’t quite feel in her step, she shut the Corvette's door and made her way towards the barn.
Hopefully these people were nice to trespassing strangers.
~A Day Later~
The beautiful woman sat quietly at the make-up desk, getting ready to go out dancing with Dixie’s father. She looked up from the foundation she was about to place onto her face. She smiled tenderly as she turned her head to see Dixie’s youthful frame sleeplessly in the doorway. “What are you doing up Princess?”Dixie’s mother asked sweetly, motioning for her to sit in her lap. Dixie followed the requested gesture as she tried to wipe the sleep from her young eyes. “I couldn’t sleep momma.” She responded as she climbed into her lap looking at her in the mirror. “Do you think I’m going to be as pretty as you are momma?” Dixie asked as her mother ran her slender finger through her fine hair. “Prettier. Just you wait Princess. Look we have the same eyes. Do you see that?” She asked as she kissed Dixie’s cheek. They both jumped at the ear-splitting noise of the bedroom door swing roughly open. “Are you still not ready? Obviously not, your hair’s a mess and what is that really what you’re wearing?”Her father snarled pulling Dixie from his wife’s lap recklessly before placing her outside of their bedroom. The door closing in front of her face didn’t faze her, the continuous yelling did.
The morning air was somewhat refreshing and still. The hatred for being here didn't allow her to enjoy the sight that she walked outside to. The scene was of the horses galloping around in the pasture, with the fog setting close to the ground. The owner that used to know her mother gave her some clothing and boots to come to the barn in. Her city ways made her laugh faintly at the cowgirl boots that placed on her feet, before heading to the barn quietly through the damp fog. When she arrived at the barn, the first thing she saw was a monster of a horse held by the owner of the estate. "Ready to get that pretty little designer top all dirty princess?" The boss woman mused handing her the reins of the horse. "I'm sorry. I think we have a confusion here. I'm just here to work not learn to ride a damn horse." Dixie snapped lightly, pushing the horses muzzle gently away from her as he nuzzled her lower back. "Shug that is work. Don't worry too much I'm paying a worker to help you learn. He’s waiting in the round pen for ya. Good luck." She said with a laughing tone to her voice before she walked away. Dixie turned to look at the horse that sat at less 16.2 hands. He knickered joyfully throughout the barn but right in her ear which made her cringe faintly. "Shut the hell up." She snarled jerking the reins allowing the stallion to prance beside her. When they reached the round pen the stallion had just gotten more excited about being around people. Dixie couldn't help but snatch at the reins trying to get the stallion to settle but it just got him more wilder. She glanced at the man in the round pen which was laughing at the scene. "Sir? Could you please stop laughing long enough to help me out with this thing?"She called over the stallion's knickers of joy.
Stifling a yawn, she shifted the sports car to park and leaned back in the black leather seats. It was still pretty early in the morning, the sun barely peeking out above the clouds. Dixie realized that probably no one was up this early. And why the hell was she on private property anyways? Shit. Whatever. It was time to abandon this fruitless attempt. Just as she was about to shift the sports car into reverse and get the hell out of there, she saw movement near the open barn doors.
One little horse. Two little horses.
Someone was leading them out. A woman, by the looks of it. "Well. Here we go." With a flick of her wrist, she resolutely turned off the engine and extracted her keys. She had no desire to learn how to work with horses but she knew that this wasn't a task she could procrastinate. Her father would see right through her if she didn’t know exactly what she was talking about or doing. She had a year, but with some good behavior... maybe she could get dad to lessen her sentence by six months. Six months in this cold hell wouldn’t be too bad, right? Right.
Dixie opened the door and slipped a pair of heels on. Driving barefoot was, in her opinion, was one of life's simple pleasures. Reaching into the passenger seat she pulled a leather jacket out of the mess and slipped that on too. It took her one more second to wipe her designer glasses clean and step out into the sunlight. Placing a smirk on her lush lips and confidence she didn’t quite feel in her step, she shut the Corvette's door and made her way towards the barn.
Hopefully these people were nice to trespassing strangers.
~A Day Later~
The beautiful woman sat quietly at the make-up desk, getting ready to go out dancing with Dixie’s father. She looked up from the foundation she was about to place onto her face. She smiled tenderly as she turned her head to see Dixie’s youthful frame sleeplessly in the doorway. “What are you doing up Princess?”Dixie’s mother asked sweetly, motioning for her to sit in her lap. Dixie followed the requested gesture as she tried to wipe the sleep from her young eyes. “I couldn’t sleep momma.” She responded as she climbed into her lap looking at her in the mirror. “Do you think I’m going to be as pretty as you are momma?” Dixie asked as her mother ran her slender finger through her fine hair. “Prettier. Just you wait Princess. Look we have the same eyes. Do you see that?” She asked as she kissed Dixie’s cheek. They both jumped at the ear-splitting noise of the bedroom door swing roughly open. “Are you still not ready? Obviously not, your hair’s a mess and what is that really what you’re wearing?”Her father snarled pulling Dixie from his wife’s lap recklessly before placing her outside of their bedroom. The door closing in front of her face didn’t faze her, the continuous yelling did.
The morning air was somewhat refreshing and still. The hatred for being here didn't allow her to enjoy the sight that she walked outside to. The scene was of the horses galloping around in the pasture, with the fog setting close to the ground. The owner that used to know her mother gave her some clothing and boots to come to the barn in. Her city ways made her laugh faintly at the cowgirl boots that placed on her feet, before heading to the barn quietly through the damp fog. When she arrived at the barn, the first thing she saw was a monster of a horse held by the owner of the estate. "Ready to get that pretty little designer top all dirty princess?" The boss woman mused handing her the reins of the horse. "I'm sorry. I think we have a confusion here. I'm just here to work not learn to ride a damn horse." Dixie snapped lightly, pushing the horses muzzle gently away from her as he nuzzled her lower back. "Shug that is work. Don't worry too much I'm paying a worker to help you learn. He’s waiting in the round pen for ya. Good luck." She said with a laughing tone to her voice before she walked away. Dixie turned to look at the horse that sat at less 16.2 hands. He knickered joyfully throughout the barn but right in her ear which made her cringe faintly. "Shut the hell up." She snarled jerking the reins allowing the stallion to prance beside her. When they reached the round pen the stallion had just gotten more excited about being around people. Dixie couldn't help but snatch at the reins trying to get the stallion to settle but it just got him more wilder. She glanced at the man in the round pen which was laughing at the scene. "Sir? Could you please stop laughing long enough to help me out with this thing?"She called over the stallion's knickers of joy.
