Blue Ridge is a fictional town located deep in the heart of Kentucky. It is home to one of the most well known equestrian academies in the United States. Students and staff from all over the world join the academy for what it has to offer. Do you have what it takes to join us and learn from the Academy?
Post by Hazel Sheridan on Jun 16, 2019 16:08:32 GMT -8
Hazel yawned, fighting the urge to go to sleep in the truck. It had been a long trip, and the only times they had stopped were to get something to eat or to let Prince stretch his legs. It was nice to be back in est, though. She was both excited and nervous to attend the boarding school. It was world-renowned and she had gotten in. It was also far away from her "home" in Montana, and her remaining family. She would be alone, with no family members here. That also meant freedom to do whatever. She could play soccer or read instead of helping her aunt cook, or helping her uncle with the animals and outside work. It meant not waking up early on the weekends to help out which she was thrilled about.
They pulled into the driveway of Blue Ridge. It was amazing! The pictures didn't do the place justice. Oh, she was totally not regretting coming here. Hazel got out of the truck and headed towards the main office. She figured her aunt and uncle would likely go find the barns, and Hazel would meet them there to get Prince out of the trailer and settled in to his new home. Prince was her responsibility after all. She couldn't ask her uncle if he would mind unloading Prince and just walking him around while she found out information.
She walked up to a desk. For being summer, it wasn't particularly busy with new students checking in. Then again, Hazel guessed it'd get busier the closer to the new school year it got. She smiled. "Good morning. I'm Hazel Sheridan," she said.
Post by Fiachra Fitzsimmons on Jun 16, 2019 16:16:05 GMT -8
Fitz looked up from his computer as a girl entered the office, he gave a warm smile as she introduced herself. "Welcome to Blue Ridge Academy, Hazel." He said as he brought up the girl's information on the monitor, and he read through the information that was there. "You will be residing in room oh-five of the Green Ribbon house, which is here." He pulled a map from the tray on his desk and circled the placement of the building. "Your horse will have a stall prepared for him in Red Willow Barn." He circled the barn in another colour. "Anyone in the barn will help you out with directions, if you have any problems, the manager is Ms Robinson."
He located the room key from the drawer under he desk and placed it on the map. "There is a list of helpful numbers on the back of the map." His smile deepened. "Is there anything else I can help you with?"
Post by Hazel Sheridan on Jun 17, 2019 6:18:33 GMT -8
She waited as her name was typed in the computer to bring up information. "Thanks," she said to the man's welcome. She jotted down relevant information, such as her room number and the barn Prince would be in. Hazel wondered if they had pastures available, and if Prince would be allowed to stay in one of them, instead of in a stall. As far as she knew, he hadn't been stalled except for shows. Of course, they would stall their horses if it was cold during the winter. "Okay." Hazel wrote down the name of the barn manager.
Ooh helpful numbers. That was nice. Given she didn't misplace or lose the map somehow. Although, it wasn't like someone else wouldn't know who she should call if Hazel had a question or needed something straightened out. She did have questions, but Hazel doubted the secretary could answer them seeing as they were more related to Prince than her own moving in. "No, Sir." Hazel replied. "But thank you," she quickly added not wanting to seem rude. She took the map and her room key. Maybe she could ask her Aunt Sara and Uncle Jack if they'd be willing to drive to a nearby store and grab her a key-chain or a lanyard so she would have less of a chance of losing her key. After she got Prince all settled in, and her things in order. She headed towards the barns, assuming that her uncle had probably already found at least on of them. She did, however, send off a quick text telling him which barn Prince would be in, just in case he was at the wrong barn.