“My, my!” You heard a loud laugh behind you. You had just been bucked off the horse you’ve tried so hard to break. Turning around, one of your father’s ranch-hand’s greeted you.

“That little filly got you good, huh?” He teased, an amused smirk gracing his lips. God, this guy was annoying.

Getting up, you dusted yourself off. And he couldn’t stop laughing.