They stood just like that for a good five minutes. A few people stopped to watch to see Brynn's reaction.
"Yes!" She finally said, and ran to hug him. He hugged her for a good 2 minutes. People clapped and cheered. Horses whinnied. Stolen stomped his hooves, anticipating dinner. Brynn laughed. Greyson wiped the tears from Brynn's face. They both smiled.
"Let's feed the hungry little demons on hooves." Greyson suggested. They got the grain and supplements, along with some treats for the best boys ever. Brynn let her long brown hair down, it fell close to her thighs. She whipped out her phone and grabbed Greyson's arm, pulling him near.
"What are you-" He began. She pulled him a bit close, and took a photo.
"Of course, do it for instagram." He laughed. She took another photo of Stolen and Confident next to each other, and added a heart emoji. On the photo of her and Greyson with his messy ass hair, she put the caption.
Just got asked to prom, said yes!
She added the same on her snapchat. Since she won, her followers went up 2k. They finished laughing and fed Confident Lair.
"What are you doing for your dress?" Greyson asked quietly.
"I'm not sure yet, I'll probably go to New Jersey." Brynn replied thoughtfully. She thought about it while she poured the grain. She added all the supplements that Confident needed, while Greyson redid the hay net in his stall, he also gave fresh water. A few minutes later, she was done. She reconsidered not mucking out the stalls, and decided to feed the horse next to Stolen, Beauty in a Blood Stained Dress. The girl that owned her was never there to feed her. Brynn's phone was going off.
"Holy shit." She said blankly.
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"Crap that's a lot." Greyson said, looking over her shoulder. His face was very close to hers. Brynn blushed. Greyson scrolled up on the notifications, to all of Colton's texts.
"This is interesting," He smirked.
"Greyson, you don't want to read those-" Brynn warned, but it was too late. He opened them.
Why did you say yes? ~ 8:04
Are you coming home soon ~ 8:05
I swear if you don't answer me ~ 8:05
Brynn ~ 8:06
Answer mmmeeeee ~ 8:07
"Well that's lovely." Greyson said, laughing. He spun Brynn around. They went back to the car.
"Have you ever taken a dressage test?" Greyson asked.
"I'm a jumper." Brynn said flatly. Greyson was not buying it.
"You have a dressage saddle in your tack box, and one in your tack locker. Don't lie."
"Fine. I don't tell people this, but Stolen is an ex-dressage horse. I practice with him every now and then." Brynn sighed.
"I was not expecting that." Greyson laughed again. He leaned over the driver's seat and pecked Brynn on the cheek. Instead of letting him go back, Brynn grabbed his shirt collar and kissed him. He put the car into reverse, and backed out smoothly.
The car was so smooth, Brynn could barely tell she was in it. They drove home, playing music, talking about dressage tests and techniques.
"Dressage is so different!" Greyson exclaimed.
"No shit sherlock." Brynn laughed. Her phone rang. Again.
"It's my mum," Brynn said. She picked up.
"Are you on your way home?" Her mother asked.
"Yes mother," Brynn replied.
"Good, Colton's game is tomorrow, prom is in 3 weeks, you and biana can use some of the 30k to get a nice dress." Her mother said.
"Thank you mother, we will be right home."
"Good girl." She praised her. Her mother was very strict. Brynn didn't mind. At least she could go to prom.
Chapter 3 Completed
Greyson dropped Brynn off at her house 30 minutes later. She walked up the stairs to her house, and walked in. She ran upstairs to take a long hot shower, and went to bed. But her family had other plans. Those plans were to decide where to get her dress, what to do, if they could trust Greyson, her older brother did not trust him, along with her dad. But her mother and younger sister and infant brother did. Not that her infant brother Caleb could talk. Her sister Elizibeth didn't really care, but liked going dress shopping, and in Brynn's mind, had a great taste in dresses and clothes for a 10 year old.
Her older brother, Andrew, didn't trust anyone, and was a little weird. He was in college, and was 19. He was planning on moving out after he finished his third year, to a small apartment near the city. They all thought that she should get a dress from New York, but Brynn liked a smaller, more preppy boutique in New Jersey that she went to for her Biana's sister's wedding. Her parents were wary, but agreed. They decided to go in 3 weeks, since she had a lot of things after school the next 2 weeks.
She finished with them and walked upstairs. A 1 hour long shower later, it was 10:46 and Brynn was flopped on her bed wearing sweatpants and a baggy t-shirt. She properly checked her phone for the first time that day- besides in the morning. She opened her phone and typed in the password. 943734. It was a weird password, hard to remember, but was Stolen's registry ID, so literally only she knew it. She looked at her notifications.
Instagram: 1093
Snapchat: 438
Messages: 129
Misscalls: 98
"What the frick? Why do I have 48 miss calls from Colton?!" She murmured. She checked her messages. God, there were lots. To break it down, about 9 of them were from her relatives congratulating her. About 40 were Colton, 42 were form Biana, and 8 from Greyson. She checked the ones from Greyson first.
Did you see your insta? That post is insane.
I can come to the game tomorrow
Ill pick u up for school tmrw
Help Biana is messaging me about my car-
Why does she love Ferrari's so much 😭
She wants to know what model it is- 💀
HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW?!
Good night ❤️
That last one made Brynn blush. But Biana pressing for car details was hilarious. She checked the 42 from Biana. About 40 were her spamming 'Brynn' over and over again. The last two were her wishing her goodnight, and to see her in school tomorrow. With that, she closed her phone and put it on her wireless charger by the nightstand. She turned off her lights and fell asleep.
About 6 hours later, she woke up. Her head was throbbing a bit, but she took some Claritin and told herself to get over it. It was 6:30am. She quickly ate her cereal, with 6 minutes to spare. She grabbed her backpack and lunch, and put on her shoes.
"YOUR GONNA BE LATE!" Her sister shouted from the stairs. She sighed. She ran out of the house, and walked to a certain gray ferrari. "Finally" She mumbled to herself. She got in.
Greyson was sitting in the driver's seat, with his gray shirt and black pants with dress shoes. He had a teal tie, and a brown belt. Usual uniform. He also had a rose in his hand, and a black Longines watch on his other. He had gotten the watch from a sponsorship.
"Thanks!" Brynn said calmly. Her heart was nothing but calm. Her school, Silferleaf Academy, was a private highschool and collage. She put her backpack on the floor of the car, and buckled her seatbelt. Greyson reversed and drove to the school. After about 10 minutes, they got to the school. Greyson parked in his reserved spot, and got out.He opened the door for Brynn.
He gave her his hand and helped her out. She took it, but turned around to see Colton leaning on the door of his Honda. He was wearing a brown shirt, green tie and black pants. His blonde hair, almost white, was extremely messy, as usual.
"Fancy seeing you hear," He said.
"I go to this school." Brynn said, confused. Colton was being a real jerk lately. Greyon grabbed her hand.
"Let's go, darling." He whispered the last bit, but loud enough that Colton could hear.
"What. Did. You. Call. Her?" Colton said, teeth clenched.
"See you at the game." Brynn said quickly, and she and Gresyon ran off to the school. The bell rang in 13 minutes, so they had time to go to their lockers.
Brynn got out her History book, and her science folder, seeing as they were her first classes. The school didn't use computers, but kept most things on paper. She closed her locker to find Colton waiting like a lost puppy.