I yawn as I put on my riding boot, I was in Knights stable. I was fuming my mother made me come here on a Sunday morning, I was still hungover from Lisa's party last night. I couldn't get the look Tyler gave me as he left my house out of my head—the way my parents treated him— all I thought was running after him and apologising. But that would have made the situation far worse.
"Hey," I sign when I hear Knights voice
"Didn't think you would come," he grabs his horses halter.
"I didn't have much of a choice," I mutter.
"If you leave I won't tell," I hear the smile in his voice. I finally look at him, he was in his usual riding gear. Black trousers and shirt with a jacket.
"No I think we need this," I was over this fight, Knight was one of my best friends. The only person that truly understands me.
"Are you done hating me?" I asked
"Are you still mad at for going to the ball with Rose?" He questions