FOREVER IS NOT A EVER AFTER

Vegas

It was already Friday and I had to head to the ranch, we were driving all the way to Vegas! I loved this trip it was fun, and there were lots of stuff to buy, that was the first reason we went by road no extra luggage.

We arrived on Monday morning and we were staying all week, we decided to go to the rodeo and buy tickets. After that we go on some necessary shopping at the outlet mall. I get some underwear, even though I don’t have someone to show it to I like to wear nice underwear, and then head out to the clothes, some skinny jeans and some t shirts, most of them black or grey with some decorative images in vibrant colors, since mom is bothering me, I decide to take some navy blue and some blood red, she said to get some other than black clothing. She didn’t specify what colors. After a while we get back to the hotel and get ready to head out to the stadium.

I take a shower and blow dry my hair put on my wrangler jeans, my black boots a new black t-shirt stamped with a pair of really bright red lips and my black leather jacket, Oh and my Stetson that couldn’t miss. Put on not some light make up, now I always do as a routine.

We climb up on the pickup truck and head over to the stadium. No matter how many times I’ve seen it this alley looks huge to me. We head inside and walk through the tunnels to find our seats. While we are doing this we pass near the autograph booths that the really good or maybe celebrity like bull riders or barrel racers use, I hope to be there some time. When we are going by one of the booths there’s like a swarm of girls around a cowboy that’s just arriving, he’s got black boots, tight wrangler jeans, black belt and a black Ariat button up shirt and his black Stetson. He had a well-built body and a nice rear view. I can’t avoid to look his way while we go by. As we are walking by he lifts his gaze and his eyes meet mine, and I can’t stop thinking I’ve seen him some were. Our eyes lock on to each other more than they should and by the time we notice some of the girls in his fan club are shooting deadly stares at me. Then he nods at me and smiles politely I just nod back and keeping walking avoiding his fan’s stares.

We get some nachos and cokes, and head to our seats. The barrel racing is a close call the times of the contestants are close up.

“We will have to do less than 14 seconds if we want to be here” my sister tells me with a funny face

“Yep! And I don’t think Pollock can do it his best time was 14.47 and that was before his injury” I think we will not be here soon.

The rodeo is already coming to an end only the bull riders are missing. The first 2 score above 90, when the third competitor come up on the big screens I feel a bit shocked. It’s the one that we saw on the tunnels.

“Hey! Isn’t that the cowboy that asked you out on some of the rodeos we’ve been to?” She almost yells in my ear

“I think so” I answer not really sure

“He’s cute you should go out with him, and from what I’m hearing he is considered the next champion” she tells me wiggling her eyebrows

“Not interested, thank you, I don’t like bull riders always at risk and always surrounded by all types of girls, no thanks!” I tell her and wait for him to be ready and the doors to open.

His bull is called night swagger, it’s big! And red. High way to hell from ac-dc starts playing and the shoot door bursts open and the bull kicks high in the air while doing a turn, the door wasn’t opened up completely, and the rider can’t hold himself from being tossed forward hitting his head with the edge of the metal door. On the second buck he is thrown off the bull but his hand is stuck on the bull rope. The bullfighters run to the bull, while one tries to free the rider the other distracts the bull. Everything happened in slow motion even though it only took a few seconds it looked like a long time, and I could see that the bull-riders shoulder was bent on an unnatural way. By the time they freed the rider and the bull was returned to the corrals, the paramedics came in and had to take him on a stretcher, I could tell he was still unconscious.

“And that’s why I don’t like bull riders” I tell my sister and cross my arms

“Oh my” my mom said with a worried face.

We left early for the hotel to rest, tomorrow we would be back for next round.

As I was getting ready to sleep I got a text from Antony “how’s your day?”

“So far so fine I got to buy lots of clothes”

“Let me guess, and you got into a fight with your mom because you chose a lot of black?”

“Yep! But she told me to get some colored clothing, and I got dark blues and greys. Jaja she didn’t specify which colors.”

“You are terrible you know it, why do you like to make your mom mad”

“I don’t know, but I’m tired so I’m going to bed now”

“Yeah, avoiding the subject? Sleep well!”

“Good night” and I send him a face with a kiss

He replied back the same face and I drift off to dream land.

We go to some of the nice restaurants around here and go some more shopping this time I buy myself new head phones and some technology stuff for the apartment and books lots of books, my mom keeps on whinnying that I spend my money on unnecessary stuff. I just tune her out. We head back to the rodeo, this time no accidents occurred, but they announced that Alex Seloni, apparently that was his name, was dropped out due to yesterday’s head concussion, and he had a dislocated arm, so he would be out till next season. So there went his dreams of fame for this year.

I was looking forward for a whole week of rodeo when dad came into our hotel room and let us know we had to head back home, they were having issues with one of the new colts and he was being a bit too much for our stable hands. He said he preferred to go back since it was a good client’s colt and didn’t wanted to get hurt.

Next morning we loaded all out suitcases on the pickup and started the trip back, for the first part of the day I studied some and finished a book that was due for the literacy exam, when I got tired of studying I turned on my iPod and plugged my new head phones and searched for Antony’s music list and hit the shuffle button.

“Maybe it's intuition

but some things you just don't question

Like in your eyes, I see my future in an instant

and there it goes

I think I found my best friend...”

I look down at the screen and see “I knew I loved you” from savage garden

“I have been waiting all my life

There's just no rhyme or reason

Only the sense of completion

And in your eyes

I see the missing pieces I'm searching for

I think I've found my way home...” I look out the window watching the landscape and let the music flow.