a lesson on patience. {open}

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everything seemed to irritate redford today; the sound of his mother's voice over the telephone, the way she croaked and whined about his father's drinking problem, and most of all, the fact that he was so far away from his brother. virginia and texas are too many states apart to count, at least for red. he'd never been the brightest crayon in the box. today was going to be hell, the english instructor could already tell. he ground his teeth together, eyes squinting harshly up at the glaring sun. his bmw couldn't go fast enough on a day like this. f_ck it all was his motto for this wondrous day ( note the sarcasm ). no matter how many deep breaths he took, no matter how many of his father's fancy cigars he stole, nothing would appease him. stopping at a red light beside a large red truck, redford growled under his breath. the sounds coming from the hunk of junk beside him were the twangs of an old acoustic guitar, only reminding him of home all the more. the obnoxious cherry hue flew past him, but his beemer quickly caught up with it. he floored the gas pedal, leaving the truck in a heap of dust behind him. that was one way to get a handle on his testosterone.

arriving at the stable fashionably late, he swung the car door open and removed his fancy keys from the ignition. time for class. redford pressed the car alarm button as he trotted toward the indoor arena, where a group of beginner students were waiting for him. since the main teacher was normally late, it was no big deal for him to show up a few minutes behind. he was the co-instructor for english pleasure, which had been his job for the past few weeks. it was easy enough and the pay was decent ( not that it mattered since his daddy was the governor of texas ), but most of all, it felt like home. of course virigina was absolutely nothing like texas, but he enjoyed it nonetheless...sometimes. the people here were generous and had an accent that often reminded him of his grandmother. getting exiled from home for being a disgrace to the family sure was a lot for a man to put up with, especially since his entire family was made up of hypocrites. they said one thing, but did exactly the opposite. he wasn't the only one that got in trouble with the law on numerous occasions. those bible-thumpers were all stealing cars and dealing drugs behind one another's backs, getting involved with the local mafia and whatnot while he sat in stupid virginia teaching kids how to ride donkeys. he shouldn't be so harsh. virginia wasn't so bad. and the horses here certainly weren't donkeys. they were the best of the best, being bred specifically for their call of duty.

sauntering casually into the center of the arena, he clapped his hands to get the eager riders' attention. "warm 'em up. three laps around the arena at a walk, two laps at a trot. practice your sitting trot and your posting," he instructed, going by what the head teacher normally said. his hands were jammed into the pockets of his tight black breeches, his shiny field boots complementing them. it didn't take long for the students to complete the warm up. the teacher still hadn't arrived, and redford had no idea what to order these kids to do. the instructors never had set lessons, they just answered the students' questions and had them work on what they were having issues with. "is anyone having trouble with cantering?" asked red, trying his best to keep a steady, confident voice. most of them were already working on galloping, though a few of the less experienced riders were still struggling on trotting. maybe he'd get lucky and the teacher would arrive soon...or he'd have to teach the class himself. this had never happened before, but there's a first time for everything.

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I go ooh ooh, you go ah ah
Lalalala-ahlalala
I can't
La-la-la-la-la-la
I wanna wanna wanna get get get what I want
Don't stop
Gimme gimme gimme what you got got
'Cause I can't wait wait wait any more more more more more
Don't even talk about the consequence
'Cause right now you're the only thing that's making any sense to me
And I don't give a d**n what they say, what they think think
'Cause you're the only one who's on my mind
I'll never ever let you leave me
I'll try to stop time forever, never wanna hear you say goodbye (bye)

I feel so untouched
And I want you so much
That I just can't resist you
It's not enough to say that I miss you
I feel so untouched right now
Need you so much somehow
I can't forget you
Been goin' crazy from the moment I met you

Untouched-oh
And I need you so much

See you, breathe you, I want to be you
Alalalala alalalala
You can take take t-take take take time time
To live live the way you gotta gotta live your life
Gimme gimme gimme all of you you
Don't be scared
I'll see you through the loneliness of wanting more a-more more
Don't even think about what's right or wrong, or wrong or right
'Cause in the end it's only you and me and no one else is gonna be around
To answer all the questions left behind
And you and I are meant to be so even if the world falls down today
You've still got me to hold you up up
And I will never let you down (down)

Amelia & Nightmare Scream

Today was the day to enter into a new world and experience all the new things this new school had to offer. Amelia drove up in her red Chevy Silverado. Okay first thing you would probably notice about her truck is its bright cherry red and it is jacked up for a perfectly good reason looks and mud boggin. Amelia never knew why her father put large wheels for a tractor on a truck. However not sure if it was the truck or the small girl that jumped down from the seat locking the door and swinging her keys on her index finger smiling at everyone who was staring. It was like she had a sign over her head 'NEW STUDENT HERE PLEASE STARE'.

Amelia had went against her mothers order and worn whatever she felt like. Which was holy faded jeans with a white shirt that you could plainly see she had a black bra on and she did not care whether you stared or not.Amelia stopped short and unlocked her truck taking off her cowboy hat showing plainly that she had shoulder length wavy brown blond highlighted hair. Her eyes were the col0r of morning grass and seemed to have a beautiful tint to them. She figured she should head to class first which she did and gathered her schedule and headed to an beginner english class cause they had said she hadnt taken the class and she knew she had then thought it had been western not english 'screw it' so here she was getting into the class and then late 'oh goody Amelia late for your first day good impression'

She ran quickly to the stable finding where Screaming Nightmare had been placed with all his trophies and other things. She sighed "Hey boy lets go we are late" she said with a grin opening the stall door latching a red lead rope to his halter tying him and saddling him. Then she released the lead rope and hopped on quickly looking for the ring and finally found she hurried at a small trot since Nightmare handnt been warmed up. She dismounted Night standing still showing off his ground manners and his harks perked up the black arabian stallion check out whatever horses were out here with the curiousity of a stallion. She hurried over to the teacher.


She stopped short and saw a young teacher who she admitted was slightly overly hot in her personal opinion and was wondering was he single. "Um hi Im the new student" she said politely and her voice was thick with a very southern accent."Amelia Finch" she said. She looked at him with very soft green eyes her black waves very neat and she was smiling like a lovestruck retard. Amelia was nervous she was scared she was gonna get her head bit off and she gathered up her courage lifted her head stared down the class. She wasnt afraid she had a very perky attitude and she silently waited for the teacher who had his back turned to her.

I feel so untouched
And I want you so much
That I just can't resist you
It's not enough to say that I miss you
I feel so untouched right now
Need you so much somehow
I can't forget you
Been goin' crazy from the moment I met you

Untouched-oh, untouched
Untouched-oh
Alalalala alalalala
Untouched-oh
Alalalala alalalala

I feel so untouched
And I want you so much
That I just can't resist you
It's not enough to say that I miss you
I feel so untouched right now
Need you so much somehow
I can't forget you
Been goin' crazy from the moment I met you

I feel so untouched
And I want you so much
That I just can't resist you
It's not enough to say that I miss you
I feel so untouched right now
Need you so much somehow
I can't forget you
Been goin' crazy from the moment I met you

Untouched
Untouched
Untouched

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having to teach a class of antsy young riders was the last thing redford wanted to do right now, but he seemed stuck with it. he barely had the energy to roll out of bed this morning, let alone do this. there wasn't anything he could do about it, though, so he just went along with it. he took several deep breaths, trying to calm himself down and get his brain moving. if the students saw that he was upset, perhaps they would become unsettled as well. that was never a good thing, because then the horses would pick up on the nerves and everything goes to hell. if there was anything he could be doing right now, it would be smoking a cigarette. a hangover from the night before left him with a bad headache, a bad case of the shakes, and nausea to the point of actually haven thrown up right before class. he had a joint that morning to mellow him out. his friends said that was the only thing that ever solves a hangover. instead of helping it, the effects of the marijuana only made it worse. his entire body felt heavy and the nausea was even worse than it had been earlier, contrary to what his friends had claimed. oh, well; everyone's body chemistry is different. his mind flew through space when he closed his eyes. man, he really regretted that.

out of no where, a high-pitched, feminine voice wafted into redford's ears. oh, a student! he snapped to attention and looked to his right where a black arab stud was standing. atop him was a brunette girl, who seemed to match the voice he'd heard moments ago. "oh, hi, amelia!" he greeted her, approaching her instinctively. his hand was offered up to her and after shaking it, he nodded his head. "alright, go ahead and warm him up. walk twice round the ring and then come back to me when you're done," instructed redford. ah, that was easy enough. the rest of the students were already done with their warm-up exercise and were waiting for his next direction. shrugging his shoulders, he looked around at the class. "go ahead and practice your cantering," said red. the majority of the class looked excited to get started. ah, that was easy enough. but it wasn't long before amelia was back at his side, ready for another instruction. "tell me about your experience. how long have you been riding and how acquainted with this horse are you?" he asked, bright blue eyes gazing at his newfound student.

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Amelia waited for him to turn around he seemed up on something and she casually shook her head still rewarding him with a smile. She didnt think her voice wasn't high at all but it was feminine to say the least. She grinned watching him as he came over to her. She shook his hand with a very firm hand shake and nodded to his instructions for her to do. "Yes sir" she said nudging Night into a leisure walk that was quick but not to quick. She went round the wide ring saying hellos to other riders and rewarding everyone with smiles. Amelia was a sweet girls full of smiles but she had a wild side to her not known to many people or friends. Least Amelia didnt smoke anything but she was a drinker taking a likely hood to hard whiskeys like Jack Daniels, Lord Calvert and other things. She was normal girl until a party was around and she was bad to the core. She pulled Night back to Reed which she smiled again green eyes full or mirth black tresses blowing gently in a sudden breeze. She was waiting for more instruction then he started asking all kinds of question Amelia had to go over all them in her head slowly getting answers for all of them. "Im advanced in western but beginner in english I just started " she said with a frown thinking. " Ive been riding since I was four " she said. She counted on her finger for how many months she had Night "Ive had my stallion here since my eighteenth birthday which was about seven and a half months ago" she said "we more aquainted than most rider and horses are I like to spend time with my stud here" she said waiting for the instructors response.

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redford smirked, looking up at the girl on the attractive arab stud. it wasn't every day you saw an arabian with as good of conformation as this stallion had, so red soaked it up as much as possible. it was always refreshing to see a pretty girl on a pretty horse since some of the riders in this group were...well, let's be nice and say they lacked outstanding beauty. as she spoke, he nodded his head as though he understood her every word. in all reality, he was coming in and out of consciousness. he blinked a couple of times, trying to get the side effects to wear off but to no avail. the marijuana and alcohol mixed really had a poor effect on him.

when she finished speaking, red gathered the information and thought over what he should say. it was easy enough. "alright," he responded, not sure of what else to say. so she was a beginner when it came to riding english, but she did have a great deal of western experience under her belt buckle. good! at least she was willing to learn and wasn't going to be freaking out every two seconds whenever her horse snorted or tossed his head. redford had a tendency of getting very annoyed at inexperienced riders, especially when they're rich pregnant doges that only bought a horse because they had the money to do so. people who take advantage of their daddies bugged him, not that he didn't do the exact same thing. i never said he wasn't a hypocrite. redford got whatever he wanted, excluding that gorgeous street bike down at the local kawasaki shop. his father refused to buy that thing; red didn't even have a motorcycle license...yet.

in the middle of his daydream, a rider got dismounted. oops! that's what he got for not paying full attention to the class, not that it was his fault. he blamed every bit of this on his friends for their terrible advice. "go ahead and trot around the arena a couple of times then come back to me," he mumbled to amelia, then ran over to the rider on the ground. he helped her up, hands under her arms to stabilize her. "you alright?" he asked, hoping she wasn't hurt. he wasn't about to get sued for being a bad instructor, ok? he didn't need another fault on his record. we all know he had plenty of them already. the girl nodded and wiped the tears from her big green eyes. bringing her into a strong embrace, red patted her back. "you'll be ok. just get back on and i'll walk you around the arena," redford assured the girl. taking the chestnut horse's reins in one hand, he began to lead them around the arena.

once the rider was comfortable on her own again, he released the reins and went back to the center of the ring. "alright, amelia, get him into a steady canter. remember to keep your heels down! hold the reins like you're holding a teacup in them. two fingers, thumbs up... that's right!" he encouraged, nodding his head with the beat of her horse's gait. sometimes he got so into his job that he felt as though he was on the horse, which was why he could get so frustrated so easily. he wished people could click with horses as fast as he could, but not everyone was that gifted. amelia, on the other hand, appeared to be very talented already. he smiled as she impressed him with her obvious skill. "good job! now come on over here and i'll show you how to keep your seat," called an excited redford to his student.

once she approached him, he bent over, legs spread, and stood like a jockey would have sat on a horse. "just like that. now let me tighten up your stirrups..." he trailed off, not finishing his sentence because he was too concentrated on what he was doing. removing her foot from the stirrup, he flipped up a side portion of the saddle and adjusted the stirrup length so she could stand with more ease than before. he did the same thing on the other side then patted her stud's shoulder. "now you try it. it's gonna take practice. don't expect to get it the first time. you'll get it eventually, though," he went on, backing up. he gestured for her to turn her horse and go around the arena. he noted, "just do it as much as you feel comfortable. don't force him."

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Amelia was quite happy in going around the ring in a walk though when she came back she got the strange feeling everything wasn't right about her instructor but hey who cared he was here to teach and she was here to learn all was fair in love and war. She grinned this was going to be fun. With her beginning to walk away she looked over to hearing a thump and a girl taking a soft landing on the ground and she seemed hurt. Amelia shook her head what was up with girls these days not being able to take a fall or nothing. However as Amelia watched and just simply shook her head giving a look of pure disgust even when she first fell she didnt do all that sure the fall had scared her only because the horse had been slightly crazy and trying to stomp her in the ground. Amelia waited quietly for her instructor and then when he spoke to her she nodded and turned Night into a full circle before nudging him into a full scale canter making some of the other student she under stood. She took her horse around keeping her heel down and her seat and posture were more than perfect they were excellent. The only reason she was so much more skilled than these others was is due to the fact shes probably been riding and practicing on cantering needless to say she hadnt been for a bit but it didnt take to long to get her seat back and what she needed. When she came back to Reed she stood there not having broke a sweat and Night sides not even lathered with sweat yet. She watched her instructor curiously as he did something like a jockey it always tickled her how they sat upon their horses so it took everythign she had to keep from bursting into laughter. He approached her now and she allowed him to remove her feet from the stirrups as he tightened them and she simply nodded her head before letting him fix her legs. She felt like her legs were screaming at her that this position was so not comfortable. She sighed "ok Ill try" she said getting a good enough seat before going off into a slow easy canter. Night was very alert to all the horses about him simply looking around though one gelding struck out at him and Amelia grabbed his head and yanked it back. However the other horse was after her and Night which the black stud kicked out trying to protect Amelia and its hide though Amelia cried out "restrain your damn horse" she yelled it and all she saw was fear in the other girls face. With that she felt her leg ram into the fence thinking she heard something pop however it wasnt that leg it had been the other one where the horse teeth had missed night rump and sank into her leg. Lord how mercy Amelia glared at the girl on the horse back who wasnt doing anythign to restrain that gelding. Amelia used her weight getting Night going. Jesus what the hell was the matter with that crazed horse. Amy was panting feeling blood seeping through her pants she growled, and Night wanted to fight his stallion blood boiling. Though Amelia kicked him frankly to say the girl had did an emergency dismount. So happy she could Amelia couldnt without being stepped on. She urged Night on to the ring walls she was in a proper jockey position she was going to jump the fence. Sure enough Night did not stopping for anything scaling the five foot fence. The landed on the other side away from that gelding who had its ears flattened and was crazy. Amelia shook her head petting Nights should he had acted fair as she ever seen him. With that Amelia dismounted holding NIghts reins to inspect her legs it was nasty and bruising with full imprint of teeth and so much blood.