Monica’s Secret Blog
Sunday, 9:30 p.m.
This weekend was a blast. Me, my friends from the stable, our horses, and two whole days of riding and having fun.
I met a bunch of new people, riders from Holly Hills. One of them, Ethan, turned out to be a really cool guy. At first I thought Chloe and I were going to have to get Grandpa to make him leave us alone or something, but after a while he relaxed. That’s when I realized he wasn’t a total jerk.
Not that I like Ethan. I mean, I do like him. I don’t like-like him. Seriously.
I think I might like someone else THAT WAY.
I don’t want to say who. I’ll just say it’s a guy, and he’s a friend of mine.
Anyway, the second day of the trail ride was just as fun as the first, except that I was super tired.
Keep Out! Angela, This Means You!
We stayed up too late telling ghost stories and eating s’mores.
Rory made me a triple-decker s’more. That’s right. A graham cracker, topped with chocolate and marshmallow, with a graham cracker on top. Times three. All smushed together. It was amazing!
But I kind of felt sick afterward.
I better get going. I still have to finish my homework for tomorrow. I definitely would not want to go on a trail ride every weekend. I’d never get any homework done!
love,
Monica
