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[[r e a g a n] Sawyer]

I step into my dorm room, finally back from Paris, yes, my darling daddy sent me to Paris for five weeks. I was told I haad a new roomate, obviously not here. I drag my suitcase to te door on te left, a sign it posted on the door, it says Reagan on it. I yawn and turn the knob, stepping into the desolate room. It will be great finally having a roomate, but she better not try to push me around, I'm the heiress of the whole academy, my father is the tycoon who started it. I unpack my suitcase and step back out of my room. There's a picture of Mamalmar's Man a.k.a Manny a.k.a the horse who has won me nationals. He is great. There is a saddleseat saddle on a saddle rack on the wall, the one that I rode in nationals, I don't ride in it anymore. I shrug and sit down on the couch. I have to wait for my roomate to get here. I yawn and run my delicate fingers through my beach blonde locks.

[/\/Grace/\/Nitro/\/]

<sub>I have my ipod on. I was lipping the words to the song I had written. My pony bounced side to side. My hands held onto two suitcases. Both with my name written in green on them. My hand touched the knob and opened it.

My eyes caught a beach blonde girl sitting. I set my suitcases next to my bed. I slip my headphones off.

"Hi."

I set my ipod down on my bed. There was a picture of Rambo, my old warmblood stallion that had brought me to Nationals plenty of times. Then there was a picture of Jackie and I. Her and Big Ben and Rambo and I. A smile was placed on my lips as I looked at it.

I soon turned around and started to unpack. I felt the girls eyes laying on me. She seemed like a robot. Lets hope she is nice. I thought. I pushed some of my locks back that fell in front of my face. I had finished unpacking and sat on the bed.</sub>

[[r e a g a n] Sawyer]

<sub>So.. I say Has your horse come yet?

I really don't care, I'm just trying to make conversation with the newcomer. I stand up, and walk to her doorway.

I'm Reagan Sawyer, the heiress of this place, and who are you?

I glance at her pictures.

Is that your horse?

I ask pointing at the warmblood she is sitting on in the picture. He is a good looking horse, so is the bay standing next to him. I throw my wavy hair into a pony tail and wait for her answer. Finally I can go work Manny. I've been gone five weeks, I'm sure he's rusty, we have a show in two weeks, I have to get him back into shape.</sub>

[/\/Grace/\/Nitro/\/]

<sub>"Yea. Yours?"

I say. I can tell, she isn't the most social person. So her dad own this place.

"I'm Grace Lowell. My dad created the apple computer."

I don't know why I said that, but she told me who her dad was. So I was gonna throw in who my dad was. I set my lime green apple laptop on my desk. I then start to set up pictures.

I hear her question, but I act like I don't. It was a pretty painful memory, and I don't want to go back. I set the last picture of Niko by my laptop.

"So, whose your horse? Mine is the cremello Andalusian stallion. Nitro."</sub>

[[r e a g a n] Sawyer]

<sub>You will see him, he is in the box stall, covered with ribbons, next to your horse's. Malamar's Man, a sorrel saddlebred

I say, I really don't care if a sound snootie. I grab my cream zip up hoodie and head toward the door.

Tata

I wave toward her, and walk out the door. I step back in though and grab the key off the rack by the door. Our dorm is on thhe top floor, I get on the elevator and it moves down slowly. I walk out the door and go to the stable. I enter and slide Manny's halter on.</sub>

[/\/Grace/\/Nitro/\/]

<sub>"Great."

I mummble to my-self. I'm stuck with a snot. I grab my ipod and head out my-self. I walk out into the hall. Closing the door behind me. I slip the key into my back pocket. I take the stairs, good excersise. I soon slip outside to the warm outdoors. I slip my headphones on and go into Nitro's stall. He has just the same amount of ribbons. I tell my-self.

I know he dosen't but what does it matter. If Rambo was still here I'd have about triple the ribbons. But those were in his stall in England along with Big Ben's next to him. I let out a soft sigh and slip on Nitro's leather halter. I attach the cross ties to his halter. I slip off the lime green blanket and fold it and place it neatly over the handle on his stall door.

I walk down and grab my jumping saddle, bridle, groom kit, and lime green leg wraps. I soon start to groom Nitro. Humming along to the music I was listening to. I threw on the lime green pad followed by my blanket. I then started to braid Nitro's forelock, mane and tail. In lime green bands. I smiled with my work and slip on the bridle. I lead him out of his stall and outdoors.</sub>

[[r e a g a n] Sawyer]

(let's move this to the stable now)

[/\/Grace/\/Nitro/\/]

(ohkay..your post)