Note from SweetPoyzin: This chapter and the next chapter are kinda short. I probably should have combined them…but then I didn’t. I was sure I had more images but I don’t. Sorry!
“Ok, well. That was a nice try, Danielle, but we really need to work on your posture, your speed, your jumping. Oh, who am I kidding. You need to work on everything. Good thing you have all summer, kiddo. We’re going to need it!”
Ever since I stole her horse and went on a joy-ride, my mother has had me in her training ring. So now she’s riding my ass day in and day out. According to my mother, my lack of friends is concerning so I need to learn a skill instead of hanging out with Oscar at home. She calls it “character-building”.
I call it “being a bitch.” Well, I don’t call it that out loud.
“Damn it! Mom! Control this horse before it kills me!”
“You need to do it, honey! Remember, you are learning to ride the horse!”
I hope this horse kills me. I cannot deal with my mother this whole summer.
“Come on, Ellie Jayne! Get a move on! We have all day but you need to make some progress!”
I wonder if I can learn to command the horse to run over my mother…
I was not going to spend three months training horses with my mother. I needed a plan.
Naturally, I convinced my dad to let me spend the evenings at school. I gave him some bullshit story about summer school classes. Of course he bought it because I’m the good kid.
I had only a vague idea of what I was trying to do. I’d heard a rumor that it was possible to make a potion that turns imaginary friends into humans. I have a genius IQ so I assumed that I could create the potion…no problem.
Well, turns out it is a problem. Several explosions later I realized I needed a new plan. I needed a test subject.
Luckily, my parents had produced the perfect test subject. I mean…that’s kinda what little sisters are for.
I found my poor, unsuspecting test subject presiding over a tea party.
“Annie. I need your help.” I gave her my best whiny, pleading voice.
“What’s in it for me?” She eyed me suspiciously.
“My undying love and sisterly devotion?”
“Mama didn’t raise no dummy, Ellie Jayne. You gotta do better than that.” Shit. I wasn’t planning on my little sister playing me.
“I’ll do your homework for a week.” I crossed my fingers behind my back.
“Six months. And if this has to do with your fake summer school classes then you have to add another 3 months onto that to keep me quiet about your secret.” Ugh. Smart ass little brat.
“Fine. Come out back so we can plot.”
“Do you really think that making your imaginary friend real is going to get mom off your back?” I had no idea my kid sister had such a mind. I kinda wished she stop asking me questions though. She was poking holes in my half-assed plot.
“Yes, in fact, I do. And with any luck he’ll take me to the homecoming dance when school starts again. Then I’d have a friend AND a boyfriend. That will shut mom up quick!”
“Yeah…or your imaginary friend becomes real, realizes you’re a huge loser, and dumps you. Which is probably gonna happen since, you know, you are a huge loser.” It was too likely a possibility. I had to shut the kid up.
“If you just stop talking I’ll do your homework until you go to high school.”