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?
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Post by Nicole Victors on Jan 6, 2020 21:51:26 GMT -8
Nikki was finally finding her place at Blue Ridge, albeit as far away from the horses as possible, but she was staking a claim for herself in the sports department, and she was pretty sure that by the time she left the godforsaken school, whenever the gymnastics team was mentioned, her name would be the one that came to mind.
Jumping out of the van, she hurried down to the coffee shop and walked inside. Pausing long enough to shrug out of the jacket she was wearing, she already knew what she wanted, and walked to the counter to order her café mocha and a plate of seasonal fruit, she took her number and headed over to a table in the corner.
Last Edit: Jan 11, 2020 23:20:09 GMT -8 by Nicole Victors
Post by Elijah Taylor on Jan 11, 2020 20:43:47 GMT -8
Eli couldn't really stand fancy coffee shops, but the weather was colder than he'd dressed for, and he decided to risk the Basic cooties and get himself dessert in a cup. After ordering some sort of concoction that sounded decent, he glanced around and spotted the most empty table - Only one girl, one he knew by sight as an academy student, at least. Taking his drink, which they'd finished quickly, he headed over, sitting himself down with a cocky grin, "You look like you need company."
Post by Nicole Victors on Jan 11, 2020 23:36:48 GMT -8
"Thank you" She said with a small smile as the server brought her drink and food over, taking the number as he walked away. She picked up the drink and had a sip, using the napkin to make sure that she didn't have any cream on her upper lip.
She looked us at the sound of a voice, and barely held back a comment about the boy looking like he needed a clue. "You must be really desperate to sit with me if you think that." She replied, though gestured to the seat opposite her. "It is however an unreserved seat that you are welcome to use if you so have to." She lifted the fork and used the side of it to cut a slice of apple in half and then stabbed half of it and popped it in her mouth.