CALCULUS ON MY MIND ! open

[( LARAFOO )]

SAXON KINGSLEY;
Her bone structure screams touch her, touch her
And she’s got the curse of curves
So with the combination of my gift with one-liners,
And my way, my way with words.
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It was ridiculously hot. Saxon blew a strand of hair out of her face with an irritated puff of air. This maths homework would be the death of her. She scowled, biting the end of her pencil. Okay, so the root of four minus the square of three... carry the unknown... so then, x is the result of the third root of the... fuck, she lost her train of thought as a fly buzzed around her head and landed squarely on her nose. Get off! She shrieked, shaking her head ferociously to rid the fly of its landing spot. God, today was just not her day. This morning Tandava had completely spazzed out as she heard the grain bins being rattled and had nearly kicked a hole in her door. Saxon’s mare was impeccably trained – she should be, seeing as Saxon’s mother was one of the best trainers in the country – but no matter what they did, Tandy could not be controlled come feeding time. Saxon usually cross-tied her in the stall before bringing in her feed, then quickly untying her and getting the hell out of the stall. Tandy acted as if every meal would be her last and nobody could figure out why. This morning had been no exception.

And if that hadn’t been enough, she had spilt molasses on her favourite cream jodhpurs. It would take a lot of hard work to get the stain out, that is if it would come out. Saxon had the riding pants soaking in cold water back at her dorm, and she was not looking forward to laundry day. That had to be one of the worst parts about a boarding school, or living by yourself anywhere; no mom to do your washing for you. Next up on the agenda of Saxon’s Worst Day Ever, she had discovered this stupid maths assignment she was attempting now, was due tomorrow morning. First period. She sighed just thinking of it. She threw down her pencil in frustration. She was usually pretty good at calculus, and she kind of secretly enjoyed it. Saxon liked how methodical maths was; you did this, and this, and then you got the answer. Simple. And if the answer didn’t work, then it was usually pretty easy to retrace your steps and see where you went wrong.

But today, calculus was just not clicking with her. She couldn’t concentrate for long enough to get it done. Saxon sighed and lay back on the grass, letting the sun hit her face as she closed her eyes. The dorms had just been way too distracting; juniors running up and down the hallways, screaming their lungs out, constant footsteps and noise... eurgh. It was not a conducive learning environment. So she had collected her books and pens and walked down the street to the park. It was huge and green and airy; the fresh air felt lovely in her lungs, far too used to the heavy, manurey air of the stables or the stale air of her dorm. She was dressed for the occasion in denim shorts and a short-sleeved, red-and-white striped hoodie, with an amazing pair of gold gladiator flats adorning her feet and legs. The gold straps wound all the way up her calves, buckling just behind her knees. Just because she was doing homework, didn’t mean she couldn’t look good. Saxon’s waist-length brown hair was twisted up into a loose bun right on the top of her head so it wouldn’t get in the way as she worked. She sighed, staring up at the sky, wishing for some inspiration.
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Lyrics: The Curse of Curves
Artist: Cute Is What We Aim For
Outfit: Hoodie (red), shorts, shoes.

[Hannah;]

Now here's the sun, come to dry the rain
Warm my shoulders and relieve my pain
You're the one thing that I'm missing here
With you beside me I no longer fear.

The fences and gates of Windsor had been getting to Ryan.Earlier that morning, he had decided it was time to go explore the nearby town. It hadn't taken him long to throw on a t-shirt and a some shorts with a pair of white pumps. He had hopped in his beat up maroon land rover defender and gone to town centre. He had taken a quick stroll round the shopping centre, checked out some of the shops, found out where the club was, he had grabbed a can of Red Bull from the newsagents near the park and then decided to go for a wander.

He was starting to feel a little lonely, it wasn't like he just pop down the road and see is mates, because they were on the otherside of the sea, but he was still making friends at Windsor, and he knew he had to give himself some time to settle. He was enjoying the surroundings though, the park was lovely, a small water feature, plenty of tree's and lots of open spaces. He saw a few kids from the year below who were sat in a group of four on the grass drinking smoothies and chatting. He carried on walking up the path, narrowly avoiding a man with his three german sheperds who were going at a rate of knotts.There was a pretty brunette jogging with her terrier on the lead, but Ryan just kept wandering. He then saw another pretty brunette on a bench not far away. Who vaguely looked like she was having a spastic moment, before regaining her composure. Ryan smiled, and continued walking down the path, he glanced again to see she was doing a calculus paper, the one he had completed earlier. He also saw plenty of scribbling and working out that had been crossed out. Maybe she needed some help?

He made his way over, it wasn't till he was about a foot or so away, he realised it was Saxon Kigsley. She looked very different when she wasn't in breeches. He sat down beside her all the same. He had never realised what gorgeous long legs she had before. He then spoke calmly in his addictive irish drawl.

You want a hand with that?

He gestured to the calculus paper that sat there. Here hoodie also complimented her torso and figure. She looked gorgeous, but she was competition. He had to suck it up and behave. She was dangerous ground.

[( LARAFOO )]

SAXON KINGSLEY;
Her bone structure screams touch her, touch her
And she’s got the curse of curves
So with the combination of my gift with one-liners,
And my way, my way with words.
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To add to her irritated mood and shitty day, yesterday she had fallen off Tandy. They had been out in the outdoor ring, doing a tricky little jump course. Saxon had had the ring to herself; the junior riders scattered as soon as she entered. It was part and parcel of being an elite; you got the facilities to yourself as long as there were no other elites there, in which case, you had to share. It was sort of an unofficial rule at Windsor; elites came first. So, the arena had belonged solely to Saxon and Tandava, and they had taken advantage of it, setting up a complex course consisting of about eight jumps, with lots of sharp, tricky turns and a nasty triple bounce. It was about the third time round (with long breaks in between each go-around) and Tandava had decided she was just sick of jumping. Refusing an oxer blatantly, she had dug her heels in at the last second and sent Saxon soaring over her head to land in the dirt. Several juniors had rushed in to help, grabbing Tandy's reins and helping Saxon up. It was embarrassing and annoying and Saxon was ashamed to admit she had snapped at the young riders in her humiliation. She climbed sorely back on Tandy and jumped the oxer but then dismounted and left the arena, untacking the mare and settling her for the night before going to her dorm for an ice bath.

The bruises had gone down now and the worst one was hidden under her hoodie; a faint purple spray across her ribs. There was a light green-and-yellow bruise covering her left knee and she poked it irritably, yelping at the pain. Stupid. She heard a voice and looked up to see Ryan Kildaire settling himself next to her. Saxon was surprised. She hadn't expected to see anyone else at the park. Most riders would be out, well, riding, and if not they were in the dorms doing homework. It made her smile that Ryan had come up with the same idea she had, to getaway to the park for a while. He looked cute. Hey. Oh yes, please, it's just this question. I can't get it. She straightened up, folding her legs underneath her and pulling the paper back toward her, pointing at the question she was having problems with. She had struggled through most of the questions, but now that she was getting to the end of the paper, they were getting harder, and she was having more trouble.

She tapped her pencil on the paper and offered it to Ryan with a smile. She was insanely grateful he had shown up. Ryan was good at calculus, she had determined that from their shared class. He didn't seem to do much work in class but always knew the answer, and always got high marks. It was kind of annoying, to be honest. Saxon was good at calculus but she had trouble focusing her attention on it. She had to really work to stay concentrated. But then again, Ryan was a boy, and boys were usually better at mathematical and scientific classes then girls were. It was just fact. They were wired that way, or something. Saxon's thoughts were drifting and she pulled them back to the moment. Thanks. What are you doing here, anyway? Her voice was light and conversational, smiling in the sunshine. When they weren't at a competition, Ryan and Saxon got on well. They had several things in common and could carry on a conversation. It was just a shame that whenever they saw each other it always was at a competition because Ryan lived so far away. Saxon could see that changing now they were both at Windsor. She smiled at him in interest, curious to see if he could solve this ridiculous maths problem.
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Lyrics: The Curse of Curves
Artist: Cute Is What We Aim For
Outfit: Hoodie (red), shorts, shoes.

[Hannah;]

Now here's the sun, come to dry the rain
Warm my shoulders and relieve my pain
You're the one thing that I'm missing here
With you beside me I no longer fear.

She moved elegantly. She looked elegant as a person. She wasn't floaty and drifty, she had precison but she moved so perfectly, just her little movements, the things you noticed, like the way she held the curve of her chin, or the way she fluttered her eye lids, or the slow and beautiful way her sun glowed off her legs. She was almost pristine. He could imagine running a hand down her leg, just softly.... He stopped himself. He was such a man.

He now turned his attention to the question on the paper. He had done it recently, and it all made sense now, at the time he had pondered over it, but it had been calculated, solved and put away. Thats what he did with the problems in his life. He would calculate and weigh the options up, then take action to solve it before moving on. It was the way he worked, logically. He flicked over the maths, before scribbling down some working. He worked it through before coming swiftly down to the answer and underlining it. He then passed it back and smiled.

I was just explorin' ya know. I wanted to get out of the campus. What about you? Its nice to see you out of johds, i didn't recognize you at first.

[( LARAFOO )]

SAXON KINGSLEY;
Her bone structure screams touch her, touch her
And she’s got the curse of curves
So with the combination of my gift with one-liners,
And my way, my way with words.
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In under two minutes, Ryan had solved the equation that had stumped her for twenty minutes. He passed the paper back to her and smiled. Saxon stared down at the neat working, the answer underlined in confident strokes. She was simultaneously irritated, grateful, and impressed. Wow. Thanks, she grunted. Saxon hated to show weakness, particularly in front of one of her main rivals. It annoyed her that Ryan had come to her rescue, and although she was bone-deep thankful for his help, it still irked that she'd needed it. It was probably part of growing up with a single mother. Evie had always been on her own with Saxon, and she had to make her own luck when it came to parenting. Saxon had been taught from an early age that she could do anything she put her mind to, and it was something that had stuck with her throughout growing up.

Ryan had already forgotten about the maths question and was pleasantly chatting to her. She pushed the calculus paper to the side. There was only about three questions left and she could easily finish them by tomorrow morning. If she had any more trouble, she definitely knew who to call now. Stretching out under the sunshine, she listened to his words, dripping heavily with that lovely Irish drawl. It had to be the sexiest accent in the world. Saxon nodded at his explanation of being at the park. I know what you mean. Windsor is lovely but it's nice to get away for a bit. Plus the dorms were just so loud I couldn't concentrate. Her annoyance showed in her face, clouding the golden brown eyes momentarily before clearing. She laughed at his words, looking down at her bare legs. It would be a surprise for him. Ryan and Saxon only ever saw each other at competition. It was weird for her to see him without a spiffy jacket and ratcatcher. Likewise, she murmured, eyes caught on the taut muscles of his arms. It was a little difficult to concentrate around someone as good-looking as Kildaire. She decided to change subject. How're your horses settling in? Flanigan causing any trouble? Saxon was familiar with the high-jinks of Ryan's uppity stallion, and she gave a wry smile. A couple years ago Tandy had gotten too close to Flanigan at a show and copped a kick to the knee. Luckily the damage was minimal, but Saxon still remembered. The sunshine was heavy overhead and she shaded her eyes, watching Ryan for his response.
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Lyrics: The Curse of Curves
Artist: Cute Is What We Aim For
Outfit: Hoodie (red), shorts, shoes.

[Hannah;]

She won't ever get enough
Once she gets a little touch
If I had it my way
You know that I'd make her say
OH!

She seemed a little put off, that he had been able to do so quickly what she had struggled with. He could relate. It was like the sciences with him, he really struggled sometimes. He didnt dwell though, somethings people just dont get. He watched as she placed it down. It was nice of her to make time for him, considering that paper was in for the following morning. She was more interested in making conversation. She explained briefly why she was here, and Ryan completely understood, the dorms were noisy, music and people , always. He imagined that the girls dorms were worse, girls had this brilliant talent for being inaudibaly loud somtimes. He smiled, he had a shockingly gorgeous smile, that caught many girls of guard at times.

He then remembered what she was referring too when she asked about Flanigan, he went a deep shade of pink. He felt truly awful about that, Flanigan had only been on the major circuit a short time, and people werent really aware of his slightly volatile nature, so in the process Saxon had ridden Tandy slightly too close and Flanigan had struck out, catching her leg, he had immediatly jumped off, given his horse to his father and been a gentleman and checked if Tandy was okay. Luckily she was fine but it had really panicked Ryan at the time, he had remembered the time that Jay had taken a kick and been out for just over a month, it was pretty awful and he'd never wish it on anyone. However, he was still embarassed about the incident, though now, everyone knew that Flanigan had a massive bubble of personal space that you had to be pretty brave to enter.

I'm still sorry about that! Well, Flanigan has been okay so far, apart from tryin' to eat most of the smaller horses and students... Jay has been the perfect gentleman as always. He doesnt like all the chaos so much though...

He had always imagined what his horses would be like as people, because they were such characters. Jay would be this primed athlete who was a lovely gentleman and loved his country house, calmness and classical music, whereas Flanigan would be this young man with loads of raw talent but very little sense and really argumentative and difficult.

How's Tandy doing? You brought any others with you?

He had occasionaly seen Saxon on other horses at competition, had usually assumed it was a family horse, or she had been offered a fee to ride it. She was more of a team with Tandy however, practically built to fit each other.

God, she was gorgeous. The way her hair curved round her face, and the way her cheek bones glowed, and her hazel eyes sparkled with such life, and the way she spoke so relaxed and down to earth.

[( LARAFOO )]

SAXON KINGSLEY;
Her bone structure screams touch her, touch her
And she’s got the curse of curves
So with the combination of my gift with one-liners,
And my way, my way with words.
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Ryan blushed a little and she knew he was thinking of Flanigan and Tandy's encounter. It made Saxon smile, that Ryan was bashful and apologetic. Had it been Jake's horse who kicked Tandava, he would have checked Saxon's horse over but then made some sort of snide comment. She didn't get Jake sometimes. He was a nice guy, deep down, but he didn't want people to know it. He would have been just as worried about Tandy's leg as she was, but once he made sure the mare was fine, he would have shot Saxon a smartarse comment and rode away. Ryan was a lot easier to figure out. He was a nice guy. That was pretty much it. It was relaxing for Saxon to be around a guy that she didn't have to go crazy over trying to work out. She smiled at him and waved her hand dismissively. Don't worry about it, I shouldn't have ridden her so close. Tandy got excited at competitions and it was sometimes pretty hard to hold the headstrong mare back.

She laughed at his comments. It wouldn't surprise her to see Flanigan reach out of his stall and snatch up a youngster for breakfast. He was quite the stallion. Jay, she loved. Saxon had always admired Ryan's cool and calm lead stallion. He was beautiful, an awesome jumper, and had a great personality. Just what she was looking for in a guy. That made her laugh a little. Her perfect man was actually a horse. Looking at Jay's owner, she realized he was actually similar to his horse. They were both ridiculously handsome. They were an epic jumping team. And their personalities were lovely. Saxon noticed the way Ryan was looking at her, as if she was something gorgeous and yummy he couldn't wait to eat. She liked it. Lots of guys looked at Saxon that way, not because she was insanely beautiful, but because she was confident, and confidence was a major turn-on. Her reputation often preceded itself as well. Saxon didn't really make secret of the fact that she was good. She didn't go around broadcasting it, but she didn't dispel the rumours either. Hey, if someone is saying that you're epic in bed, you're not really going to say otherwise, are you? But Saxon had done the legwork - so to speak - and she was pretty good at her craft. But usually the kind of guys who looked at her the way Ryan was looking at her, were guys like Jake Hobday. She gave a little mental sigh. Why were her thoughts always linking back to him? Jake didn't really hide the fact that he thought Saxon would be the ideal bed partner, and she couldn't help but agree with him. They were similar in many ways. The only thing stopping her was that she was afraid it would be so hot they'd set the bed on fire. Okay, not really. There were a lot of things stopping her from sleeping with Jake, but none of them mattered right now.

She smiled as Ryan questioned her on Tandava. Saxon could talk all day about her mare, but she didn't want to bore Ryan to death. She's doing great. I think she really loves it here. The air is nicer out here. She works better. Windsor was out in some lovely countryside and it was true, the air was sweet and clear. Tandava liked it here better. It took her longer to sweat in the cool air. She really gave it her all. I think coming here was my best decision ever. Saxon smiled at Ryan. The Academy was hot with competition but Saxon wouldn't leave for anything. She shook her head at the second part of Ryan's words. It was true, she did sometimes ride other mounts for competition. They were usually her mothers', horses she was training and planning to sell on. Saxon rode them to show off their talent and get buyers interested. It worked like a dream. The competitions Saxon rode in were broadcast nationally and Evie always sold the horse within a couple days after Saxon had ridden it in a show. Occasionally Saxon was paid to do the same for other trainers. She didn't mind, and neither did Evie. It was a great way to make some money. But she stayed true to Tandava. Nope, only Tandy. They were an excellent pair. Saxon couldn't imagine having any other horse. Maybe sometime in the future she would get another mount, but Tandy was always going to be with Saxon, no matter what. Got your eyes on any girls? Jake seems to have his eye on all of them. She questioned Ryan languidly. She was really glad he was here. It was nice to spend time with him. She'd forgotten how much she liked him. She smiled at him and reached out a hand, grasping his in a warm hold. I'm glad you're here by the way. You've always been in Ireland and at shows there isn't much time to chat. It's nice to see you again. She looked him dead in the eyes as she spoke, showing her honesty.
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Lyrics: The Curse of Curves
Artist: Cute Is What We Aim For
Outfit: Hoodie (red), shorts, shoes.

[Hannah;]

Now here's the sun, come to dry the rain
Warm my shoulders and relieve my pain
You're the one thing that I'm missing here
With you beside me I no longer fear.

Ryan was fascinated by her. She had this way of holding your complete attention without the slightest effort, it was like nothing around them had any consequence, there was the singing birds and the low level chatter and the beautiful surroundings but she held all the attention and in such a strange and wonderful way, not only was she a wonderful person but she also had a very lustful aspect about her. To be fair, she was well know for her -hahum- talents. Even though  she didn't sleep around. It was a long lasting mystery as to if her and Jake had ever slept together but it was always in Jakes mind as Ryan well knew. Since arriving at Windsor, Ryan and Jake had found time to catch up and it seemed Saxon was something of a paradox to Jake but to Ryan she was purely fascinating, he wasn't trying to understand her, there was no point, she would have control of the situation that way, but then again, Ryan wasn't the simplest of people to understand. He was loud and brash with his friends at home, but here, no one really knew him that well he was almost like a secret waiting to unfurl, and he was gonna enjoy every minute of it.        

She spoke in such a silky smooth voice, it was so easy to listen. Her laugh was beautiful as well and it rung in his ears a moment and he smiled at the lovely sound. It was just as Lauren had said, the easiest way to describe her was 'captivating' and she was completely and utterley right. She did suprise him however when she took his hands. Hers were soft, suprising when she spent so much time on a yard. They were warm aswell along with the summer heat. Her fingers slender and beautiful. She spoke again now, but this was different, so sincere. She held her gaze in his eyes, those stunning hazel eyes met his sparkling green ones. He was heartfelt at her small explanation. He smiled warmly and took a moment before replying.  

I'm glad I came. I needed to get out of Ireland and meet everyone who I compete against and stop being the outsider, thanks  Saxon    

Now... Was she playing him. Winning him over. He had a feeling however that this was genuine. He didn't want to get to deeply involved with Saxon, she could be dangerous to become involved with because she was so highly competitive, and relationships weren't really her thing, Ryan preferred to have a girlfriend than a fling, for many reasons, but specifically the sex was better. Typically male.      

He gently slid his hands away now, it wasn't awkward but just soft.            

One or two, met a nice girl called Sky, but a bit too innocent for me, then again there is this stunning girl,called Saxon. Ya know her?

He mused with a little laugh. He had his  gorgeous smile on his face and his green eyes sparkling with confidence. 



NOTE: dude. i typed this entire post on my iPhone today. fingers=death.

[( LARAFOO )]

SAXON KINGSLEY;
Her bone structure screams touch her, touch her
And she’s got the curse of curves
So with the combination of my gift with one-liners,
And my way, my way with words.
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Saxon knew that she was interesting him. He was staring at her forcefully, as if he was trying to get inside her head and figure her out. She smiled as he released her hand. It had been a friendly hold and she was glad he hadn't taken it as something more. It really was nice to spend some time with him. Whenever they met at shows her time was always somehow consumed with Jake Hobday. The two had an incredible chemistry between them, she wasn't sure if it was just lust or something more, but it electrified the air in the room whenever they were together. They had an ability to make everyone watch them. Jake and Saxon, they were something bigger than life, like a glorified image of reality. The other competitors always paused in what they were doing to watch or listen in to a conversation between the two, eager for drama. They were like a soap opera couple, drama after drama after drama. The mystery of whether they had actually slept together was one of the showjumping circuit's favorite topics to talk about. Nobody was really sure if they had, if they hadn't, if one had rejected the other, if they had secretly married on an island in Hawaii, if there was some big secret between them... the possibilities were endless, and fascinating.

She brought her mind back to the present. Somehow Saxon always got to thinking about Jake, when she was riding, when she was working, whenever she was doing anything, if she let her mind wander it always skipped around the edges of Jake Hobday. She didn't know why, and she didn't want to figure out why. Saxon laughed and pushed Ryan's shoulder a little as he kidded around. She watched him a little more closely now. Her relationship with Ryan was a lot different. He was different to other guys, although of course he did retain some strictly male habits and instincts. Ryan was the kind of guy who was after a relationship. Saxon admired that about him. He didn't play girls, and he was really sweet to everyone, particularly Saxon. She suspected that he liked her, and she liked him too, but she wasn't sure in what way the liking was being portrayed and received. Ryan knew Saxon well, and he knew her dating habits. She didn't tend to stick with a guy for long, and it was probably because of her lack of a father figure. Saxon was distrusting of the opposite sex, but there was a lot more to that issue and she wasn't in the mood to sit down and talk about her feelings.

Saxon was like that a lot of the time, actually; she wasn't the kind of girl who wanted to talk about issues. Saxon liked to just acknowledge them and shove them out of the way. She hated conflict, especially within herself, and it was part of the reason she disliked Jake and liked Ryan. Jake made her feel confused at how she felt about him, and things Saxon didn't understand she tended to hate. Ryan was a lot simpler. He was cute, funny, interesting, and he seemed to enjoy her company. There was no games or confusing rituals. It was so straightforward, and Saxon loved that. It didn't have to go anywhere, but if it did, that was cool too. Ryan was easygoing and he didn't force control like Jake did. It was a refreshing change. Yeahhh, I met this really awesome guy as well. I've known him for a while but just never really got a chance to spend some time with him. She smiled at Ryan, eyes sparkling with the joke. He even did my math homework for me, what a sweetheart. Referring to Ryan as a 'sweetheart' was amusing, and she laughed a little at her choice of words. Ryan was no mama's boy. He was sweet, that was for sure, and he had a big heart, but he was no wuss. He was huge, muscled, and strong; if he wanted to he could knock someone out cold with a single punch. And yet here he was, sitting with Saxon and helping her with her homework. It was endearing. She smiled at him. So what have you gotten up to since you've been here? You going to Soul tomorrow night? She asked curiously. Jake had invited her to the club, as it was a Saturday night and a bunch of students from the academy were going. Saxon was sure it was just Jake's first chance to try and catch her. She was sure there were going to be dozens of others, but she was interested to see what he would try tomorrow night. She was going to go, definitely, and she wanted to see if Ryan would be there too. Saxon was curious to see if he handled the dancefloor as well as he handled calculus.
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Lyrics: The Curse of Curves
Artist: Cute Is What We Aim For
Outfit: Hoodie (red), shorts, shoes.
Notes: Dude. That's impressive. My condolences to your fingertips (:

[Hannah;]

Now here's the sun, come to dry the rain
Warm my shoulders and relieve my pain
You're the one thing that I'm missing here
With you beside me I no longer fear.

He laughed lightly at the 'sweetheart' comment. That term was rarely used, where he came from. The mixing of all these different cultures at Windsor was amazing, a real culture shock. He loved listening to the hundreds of accents, hearing about all these beautiful places and different tradition, different methods with horses, it was a beautiful thing, when all these people come together.

Soul. Yeah. The place Jake had told him about. Jake being Jake had rounded together all his new friends and invited them on a night out. No doubt, he was probably just in it to 'get some' and Ryan had to smile at Jake's invitation list, mainly women. Ryan was definiteley up for having a real good time. He was sick of the same old clubs in Belfast, and there was always a chance you could run into violence, he had been to a few places other than that when he had been away competing, and enjoyed it, and he was definitley looking forward to trying Soul.

Soul? Yea' definitley, a whole group of us are going. Hmm... haven't been doing too much since i got here, been quite busy with the horses anyway, but i've met a few people and tried to use a few of the new facilities, what about you? I bet you've been busy?

[( LARAFOO )]

SAXON KINGSLEY;
Her bone structure screams touch her, touch her
And she’s got the curse of curves
So with the combination of my gift with one-liners,
And my way, my way with words.
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She nodded curiously as Ryan affirmed that he would be appearing at Soul. Jake and Ryan, they were practically wingmen, it didn't surprise her Ryan would be going. His confirmation just encouraged her to go more. She was definitely keen to see Ryan in a club environment. She smiled at him. In that case, I'll definitely make an appearance then. She gave him a wink and laughed. She liked hanging out with Ryan. It was so much less competitive than hanging out with Jake or Lauren, Saxon's other associates at Windsor. She had met people here and there, but they were her main companions. Although she loved Lauren (even though it seemed she was the only person who did), she was always trying to one-up Saxon, who couldn't help but retaliate. The two were perfect companions and deserved each other. Jake, on the other hand, was the male equivalent of Lauren. Hanging out with him - which Saxon tended to avoid, because of numerous reasons - meant that she always had to be on her toes. Jake had this tendency to lure her into a false sense of calm and then strike like a cobra with some smartass comment. They were endlessly trading sarcastic comments, and although it was fun, it wore on her nerves sometimes. Hanging out, and talking to Ryan was a lot less high-maintenance and just more fun. It was something Saxon had missed; having fun. She realised she was having fun with Ryan, and it was nice.

Oh, you know. Just out and about. She said with a smile. Truthfully, Saxon hadn't been doing all that much. She'd just been unpacking and training. Tandava was settling in perfectly, but Saxon was tired of doing nothing exciting. She was definitely keen for Soul. She glanced at the watch strapped to her wrist. It was time for lunch and an afternoon jump session. She sighed and gathered up her calculus papers and her pencil, standing up and brushing herself off. I gotta go. See you on Saturday. Thanks for the help. She said to Ryan, bending down and placing a soft kiss on his cheek. She smiled and walked away. She had to start planning her outfit for Saturday.
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Lyrics: The Curse of Curves
Artist: Cute Is What We Aim For
Outfit: Hoodie (red), shorts, shoes.