National Finals 2015
I warm up my baldy face chestnut quarter-horse Joker. This is his first year rodeoing and he's already qualified me for four finals. They say barrel racing is the next event. I stop and jump off, I tighten up his girth. He sorts I know he's ready. I mount back on and walk around. Screwing down my hat. People say when I'm in my zone I have a resting bitch face, well i have one of them right now.
They call out the first five barrel racers luckily in last out. I'm only seventeen, the youngest competitor, always have been for the finals.
I set everything up, I haven't eaten all day. Joker starts dancing underneath me, I try to calm him down but he just won't stop. They call my name, I didn't realise that the barrel race went that fast, must have some quick times.
"Cheyenne Whitwell is our next competitor, she's only seventeen and has been winning all year along, she rides her young horse Joker. Who she has been winning and placing on all year. At fourteen she qualified for this event and walked away with the all round title, fifteen she came back and took out the barrel racing title and all round title, at sixteen she took out the all round title and the average for the barrel racing, let's see what she can do at seventeen". The announcer tells everyone, I didn't listen I already know what he's going to say. I try to settle down Joker. We dance to the gate way, they open it wide. Joker rares up, I let him loose galloping to the first barrel turning around rocking the barrel, it says up, running to the second barrel, I grab onto my saddle horn, I spur him around, and push him out. I give him a whip behind the saddle heading up to the third, turning around last Barrel I set him up for the gallop home. Kicking whipping we finally cross the timers.
"Ladies and gents, we have a new leader 14.034 seconds, first place; Cheyenne Whitwell". I pat Joker, my little baby just won me the first round of the finals, only two more rounds to go.
After cooling him down I go back to trailer, I dismount. I grab his halter and tie him up, I start unsaddling him, after I take off his zebra legacy boots, I wipe his back down and put him in his stable so he can finish his dinner.
I pack everything away and head over to the rodeo. I grab my phone out of my pocket and go on Snapchat, someone sent me a video of my run. Jesus it's wild.
I turn off my phone and keep walking. I see my friends sitting in the grandstand I walk over to them.
"Hey". I say to them as I sit down.
"Hey you little Champion". Hilary says and gives me a hug.
"Thanks, that was all joker". I smile.
"No! That second barrel was all you! I mean if anyone was else was riding he would of ran out". Danielle adds.
"Thanks guys. Where's Dad?". I say.
"He went to grab us some drinks, he will be back in a minute. He made sure he watched you!. Although your mother wasn't happy about the whole you wearing a hat not a helmet on Joker. So tomorrow you might want to wear a helmet". I laugh, of course.
"Of course, she hates me riding that horse!". I add.
"You should of seen her face when you can on the big screen with a hat on, her face was completely white!". Hilary answers.
"I was just worried about my baby". I turn around to see you parents.
"We all where, that horse is dangerous at times". I roll my eyes, I have this discussion daily.
"He hasn't hurt me". I answer.
"He will one day".
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A/N:
Hey y'all!
Jk jk, I'm 30000% Australian!!
Ok so this story is set in Queensland Australia. If you mob were confused.
Also my where and were's aren't the best! Ok chill you guys just ignore it!
I hope you guys are enjoying thisssssss!!!!!!!!
Also could someone please make me a coverrrrrr??????? I don't know howwwwwwww soz not soz until then I'll use a photo of my beloved Joker.
Now Joker isn't some random chestnut horse with a big white face, he is real he's kinda minnneeeeee
Soooooooo yeahhhhhh have funnn
