1Jason's Side of the story:
He dusted off his jeans as he smacked his leather gloves over the thigh of his jeans. he pulled them on over his hands. he had a tall lean build, his hands were hard and calloused, his dark hair was short and his eyes crisp blue that is if you could see them from the shaded brim of his hat.
Today hadn't been a good one. his best horse had come up lame with gash on her leg. he'd just finnished sewing it up and wrapping it. bits of shavings clung to his boots and cuff of his pants. His Dad was on the house repairing the roof the tapping of his hammer could be heard throughout the yard.
Jason stood there in the middle of the yard trying to think how he was going to get 40 head of cattle in without Bea, his working mare that was now laid up in the barn. no other horse could do a job like that on thier own. just then he spotted a cloud of dust soaring along the dead end dirt road, a sports car.
"they must be lost",he said with a sigh as they whipped into the drive then stopped within feet of hitting him.
"To get to the highway you take a left not a right",he hissed as he shook his head and headed for the house to wash up. he had dirt on his face and a smudge of blood on his jaw his brows were heavy and angry as his light colored hat was tipped on his head shadowing his eyes.
fences ran up each side of the wide drive. the house was painted white and leaned to the left, the roof sagged from age and the paint peeled in the heat of the sun. the screen door rattled each time the wind blew as chimes tinkled in the breeze on the wrap around porch that went all the way around the house. a large german shepherd respectfully named Shep came up snarling his hair on end.
Straight ahead was a long building one end had two rickety wooden doors wide open with the butt of a tractor sticking out with a tool box open like an unfinnished job. the other end was where the entrance of the sauna was and most of the building was where the wood they burned to heat the house sat to cure and be used.
to the right was a long red barn with a slightly saggy roof as well but it was sturdy as its roof was newly replaced with metal which was painted white. horses stood out in the field grazing with a cow or two sometimes mixed in, usually those being the older ones that would get hurt in the main herd. then on the horizon was a large black spot amongst the golden grasses, the main herd of cattle that still needed to brought up to the yard, the large wooden pen just behind the barn. then far off to the left were the hay fields. they had well over 200 acres and it was splayed out scattered with horses, fencing and cows.
Alex's Side of the Story:
She was imagining revving her sweet pup's engine, even if her father was in the driver's seat of her beautiful red mustang. The one that she happened to run into a the back of a police car after she spray painted the side of some fancy shmancy business corporation. It was her bad that her father happened to work for that company, but still, that graffiti was a work of art. It was also her mistake, putting her name, but it wasn't the first time she'd gotten into fixes like this. Her dad always had some kind of back up plan, and he ALWAYS got her out of the worst of it all.
This time however, she actually had to serve her "sentence" to community service. She snorted and glared out the window just as her father looked to her. She knew he had plans for her to be some hot shot lawyer, but she didn't want to do that. She wanted to write, to sing, perform. Something that was actually a passion to her and gave her meaning. Instead he wanted to shove her into HARVARD with her average C grades, and constant ill-mannered pampered child attitude. Then again she heard thats what the college was mostly filled up with, and even when she fought with him about it he was still adamant.
It sucked to be an only child at times. And now because of her acting out as a young adult on the brink of graduating, she stupidly got herself into some kind of community service working at a farm. Great. She'd be taking care of shit stinking cows and collecting eggs, "Just wonderful." She muttered to herself quietly. She squeaked though when her father suddenly stopped just in front of a man after hitting dead end and turning around. The guy came up to their window and her dad rolled down the window. He sure was a cutie pie...in a typical cowboy kind of way. But his tone, a get out of here tone, got her feathers all ruffled, and she flipped him the bird when they sped away causing her father to give her a reprimand. She didn't care though, she was shot to hell anyways, it wasn't like she was going to get credit from her FATHER for angelic behavior. He already knew what she was like.
They circled around multiple times until they ended back at the same spot pretty much. Her father pulled up the rickety old house she groaned and asked her father, "Please tell me this isn't it. Your making a pit stop or something?" Her father turned to her and sighed resignedly, "No, this is it pumpkin. Time to get out." He popped the trunk and got out a huuuge luggage bag, carrying it up the stairs for her while she just crossed her arms and pouted, leaning against the car stubbornly, even though she'd already gotten out.
She was basically just being difficult. Mr. Harrison knocked on the door then and waited patiently for Gary's son to open up. When he did he smiled, "Trying to kick us out of town eh? Is that anyway to treat an old friend of your fathers?" When Alex saw him she groaned again, It was the guy who basically told them to get the hell out of town. "Just...wonder...freaking...full."
Mr. Harrison however didn't waste any time. He already had informed Gary's son of what happened, and well this is where his baby girl was going to be staying for quite some time. "Take care sweety." He gave her a small brush of a kiss on her forehead and took off. Alex hadn't moved an inch though, she was still pouting and standing there like she owned the world, even if her high heel designer boots were getting dirty. She looked like a rock princess with her studded belt, tight black pants, grey shirt with skulls all over it, thick eyeliner, and multiple ear piercing, and that only made her more out of place. 4 months in the dumpy place and she had to spend it with Mr. asshole.