It's freshman year of high school and her parents are sending her to a special boarding school. An equestrian boarding school. But not just any boarding school, a rodeo boarding school. Craziness overload and it's a mostly cowboy school. She knows w...
I ran to the mailbox after my last day at middle school. I opened the metal box seeing an envelope. I pulled it out disappointed that it was not the one I was waiting for. I was tired of waiting for it. My middle school career was amazing and I had mostly first place prizes along with my constant practicing.
I couldn't understand why I didn't get the letter. I looked at the mailbox one more time before I turned and walked to the house with the mail in hand. I'm the last daughter born to a prosperous rancher that use to rodeo. I have about seventeen sisters. Big family I know. I only have one brother.
My dad was upset that he never got another son. But he didn't expect his youngest daughter to be a tomboy. I grew up doing what I loved. Roping and riding. Sometimes I question if I'm related to my other sisters. My parents would always say that my brother and I had too much in common. He is a little over eighteen years older than me.
After the first ten sisters, he got bored of having sisters. He wanted a baby brother. Even if he was graduating high school. I was kind of an exception. While mom was busy with the other seventeen, he was asked repeatedly to help her with me. I would sit in his room in my bouncer or asleep in his sight, arms or just hanging out with him for about six months of my life.
I got to the house, kicked my boots off at the door and went in. "Hey Sawyer. What was in the mail?" Mom asked as I set the stack down. "No envelope with my paper." I said. "Awe. It will come in before the week is over." She said. "If they decided to select me to attend." I said.
"They will. We know you have worked hard on it." She said. "Yeah. Nine years down the drain." I said. "Longer than that Saw." Dad said coming in the house. "Ten years." I said. "That's more like it." He said as he took his boots off. "Did it come in the mail?" He asked.
"No." I answered. "Maybe tomorrow girl." He said. I kind of became my dad's little joy after I showed the interest in rodeoing instead of princesses and dolls. My sisters became jealous as I grew up. I became the favorite out of the sisters.
The door opened again and the oldest walked through the door. He's off the road for a few days to help dad out with the cattle. "Did I miss dinner?" He asked. "No you are just in time. David call the girls down." Mom said. I jumped to the kitchen sink and washed my hands before fixing myself a plate and finding my seat at the table.
Alex did the same. His spot is at the foot of the table next to me and the second to last sister. She is going to be a sophomore this next year. Dad said grace after everyone was seated at the table and we dug in. "How's the season going?" I asked Alex. "Same as usual. Trying to stay ahead." He said. "Are you looking for a job during the off months?" I asked him.
"Thought about it." He said. "Any acceptance letter?" He asked. "Not yet." I said. "It'll come. I know they have to really think once all of the ones from last year are reaccepted." Alex said. "It's freshmen coming in." I said. "And there are some really good kids coming from middle schools all over the state sis." Alex said.
"I know. That's why I was hoping to get it today." I said. "Don't worry. The underdogs are always chosen last." Alex said. "Like you would get in anyway." Rosie said. "You have no room to talk Rose. That school you were supposed to get into. Ring a bell?" Alex asked her.
She didn't say anything as she went back to eating. After getting a shower, I went to my room that was shared with Rosie. She tried forcing me into a corner of the room while she had the rest for the first few years of my life. Mom put an end to it by using duck tape to split the room, closet and window in half. Even the ceiling is marked with tape.
She can't cross into my side and I can't cross into hers. Our wardrobes are one hundred percent the total opposite. We don't even wear the same sized clothes. I crawled into my bed with a quilt over the top. Mom has us put our comforters up when April hits because of how warm it gets. June and July are especially warm this time of year. August too.
I pulled my notebook out and started doodling in it. It's mostly horses, bulls, cows with calves and occasionally green rolling pastures. I sketched for a little bit before dad told us lights out. I turned my lamp out and put my notebook on the bedside table. Rosie had to be told a second time to turn hers off even though she blamed me for a light being on. Funny thing was, dad watched me turn mine off.
I rolled over facing the wall away from Rosie. She was still loud considering the light was off and she was supposed to let me sleep. The perks of sharing a room with her.
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