Westward, Yo!
Into the West
Episode #1
by
J.A. Campbell
Westward, Yo!
Into the West #1
An Echelon Electric Short eBook
First Echelon Press Publication / March 2011
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Copyright © 2011 by J.A. Campbell
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To Dede and Shanah, the best BFF’s ever.
There are so many people to thank, that I’m sure I’m going to forget someone. I have to thank my CP’s Nicole, Shanah, Angela, and Devin O’Branagan. I wouldn’t be where I am today without your help. I also have to thank Deidre and Mardel. Your continued support has been so important to me. Mom, thanks for reading my stories.
I also have to thank the wonderful people at Echelon for taking a chance with me and my horse stories. I love writing about horses and you’ve given me more than one excuse to keep doing it.
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Jessica giggled. "He's super cute."
Tina tried to keep still while the manicurist worked on her fingers. She rolled her eyes. "I wish." She sighed. "There aren't going to be any cute boys in Arizona."
Jessica giggled again, earning a long-suffering look from the woman working on her nails. "Cowboys? Wrangler butts? You'll be fine."
Tina forced a grin and looked down at her hands. The manicurist had transformed her long nails into works of bright red art. She admired the gold swirls on the middle fingers and grinned for real this time. The manicure was a going away present from her best friend forever, Jessica.
"They're great," she said to both her friend and stylist. "Thanks."
"That pink sundress you bought is going to get all the cowboys' attention out there," Jessica said while they waited for their nails to dry. She had gone with purple and pink.
"Yeah." Tina didn't want to think about moving, but they were leaving in three days. "And the sandals are too cute."
"Yeah, and the halter top…I'm glad they had two."
Tina smiled. They both got one of the light cream-colored halters so they could wear them on the same days. It was silly, but it made her feel better.
"Cool. Let's wear them tomorrow for the going away party."
Tina smiled at her friend, fighting the tears that threatened to ruin her mascara. "Yeah, let's."
* * *
So, how is it?
Tina stared at her phone, then back out the window of her parent's car.
OMG. Just…OMG. I can't believe they're doing this to me, she texted back. She couldn't believe she had cell service, or at least enough to text with.
When Jessica didn't reply, Tina sighed. It's like being on Mars. All red and brown and flat. No trees. Some mountains, I guess. Alien. Horrible. She sent that text and waited.
Her phone beeped, searching for signal, and then found reception again.
Hugs. I'll come to visit soon. I miss you. Oh, gotta go. TTYL.
Tina put her phone away and stared out the window. There was nothing out there. No stores, no restaurants, no school, no people. Just empty desert. It was horrible.
"Honey, we're almost there," her mom said, sounding excited.
"Almost where?" she muttered, crossed her arms and glared at her feet.
"Almost home, sweetheart." Her dad was way too happy about the move.
"Almost to hell," she said, even more quietly so her parents wouldn't hear.
Tina went back to staring out the window since it was slightly more interesting than her feet. She supposed she would have to get used to the view. Like it or not, she wasn't going to be able to escape this hellhole until she went to college. It was going to be a long two years.
Her dad slowed and turned off the highway onto a dirt road. The car bounced, waking her little sister, Betsy.
"Are we there yet?" Her sister stretched and looked out the window. She paused mid stretch and Tina saw the expression of surprise on her face. "Wow!"
Tina shook her head. Of course Betsy would be excited.
"This is so cool!" She positively bounced in her seat, but that could have been the crappy road.
Tina ground her teeth. "Where are we going?" She felt
she had to ask. All she saw in the distance were more of the
weird, red mountain things and a dirt road stretching to nowhere.
"Home, sweetie," her mom said in a sugary sweet tone.
"Sure, if we were Martians."
"Tina Harker," her dad said. "Do not talk that way to your mother."
Tina sank down in her seat and crossed her arms again. This totally sucks. She tried not to hit her head on the top of the sedan as they bounced down what was supposed to be a road.
"Hey, look, a house!" Betsy bounced in her seat. This time Tina was sure it wasn't just the bad road. "And look, Tina, a horse. Maybe they'll let you ride it."
Tina sighed and tried to ignore her little sister. Her parents had obviously sold the ten-year-old on the adventure, but Tina had left more behind than Betsy. She didn't even try to look at the horse. She didn't want to see any horses right now. She missed Frankie, the thoroughbred she had leased for over a year. It wasn't fair that she had to leave him behind. She'd been planning on buying him, but with the move, there was no way. They'd told her there would be plenty of horses in Arizona and she'd find one there. They didn't understand. She didn't want just any horse. She wanted her horse.