Flying Changes
Chapter
3.
The Coach drove around the lake, past the
arenas, and parked in front of the largest barn out of the bunch
of them.
“This is the office, it’s in the barn. Isn’t
that neat?” the Coach said. He smiled with excitement. He
reminded me of a four-year old who just got a visit from the
tooth fairy. I laughed at the funny though.
Cowboy jogged at my side. I never used a leash with him. He
rarely ever got into trouble. With me, the worst thing he did was
run after a squirrel, and he almost got hit by a car. That was
when he wasn’t even a year old. Cowboy never ran after
squirrels again.
We walked down an aisle of stalls that were mostly empty. When we
got halfway down the aisle of stalls through the barn, the Coach
stopped. I looked to my left to find a lounge-like office. I
looked through the glass door to find two or three desks, a
kitchen area, a huge trophy cabinet, and many more awesome
things.
“I am going to check-in here. You can hang out around the
farm. Do you have your phone with you?” the Coach
questioned. My new enV Touch. It was a present from the Coach for
being such a trooper in the move, and selling my horse, and all
of that.
“Yes, sir,” I responded. I patted the pocket of my
jean shorts to show him that I didn’t leave my phone at
home.
“All right then. Stay out of trouble, okay?” the
Coach said. He knew I wasn’t the trouble causing type and
loved to make fun of me for it.
“Okay, Coach,” I said while slowly walking backwards,
waiting for his signal to say I could go explore. He nodded and
walked inside. I immediately turned around. SMACK! I slammed
right into someone standing right behind me.
“Oh my gosh, I am so sorry!” I instinctively said. I
looked up to find two gorgeous grey eyes looking right down at
me. It was a boy about my age. He had dark brown, swishy hair and
an adorable smile on his face. I blushed with a nervous smile on
my face and looked down.
“Hey, it was all my fault. No big deal,” the boy
said. He looked about 5’7,’’ much taller than
me of course. “I’m Max. I haven’t seen you
around here.”
“I’m Kayleigh. My dad’s the new head trainer
here,” I responded. I tried to refrain from blushing an
even brighter shade of red.
“Well, it’s very nice to meet you, Kayleigh.”
He flashed me that dazzling white smile I had first encountered.
He crouched down in front of Cowboy. “Hey buddy.” Max
scratched the spaniel’s ears.
“That’s Cowboy,” I said. It was followed by a
giggle after he completely rolled on his back to get Max to rub
his belly. Max did, and then he stood back up. He brushed off his
blue jeans.
“He’s great,” Max said with another bright
smile. I looked down at Cowboy. He was on his feet and wagging
his tail excitedly.
“Well, I better get going. See ya around,” I said.
“C’mon, Cowboy.” I began to walk off.
“Wait, Kayleigh! I turned around and faced Max. Gah, he was
gorgeous. “You want me to show you around sometime?”
he asked. I smiled brightly.
“How about now?”
