The Sport of The Kings

by Horses Rock This World
(NSW, Australia)

Chapter One

I tensed in the saddle, sliding the cool smooth reins through my hands. Sassy Girl tossed her head and pawed the ground, eager to stretch out. I ran my gloved hand over her neck, soothing her.

"It's okay girl," I whispered. "Calm down, it's gonna be okay."

I glanced down the row. The last gate slammed shut. 24 horses. It was time. 3, 2, 1, go!!! The gates whipped open and a mass of horses surged forward. I coxed Sassy down the straight and into the middle of the group. Who Shot The Barman was in front of us. Darren Weir told me to follow him and then make a break at the last moment, shooting past the leaders. Worst case scenario we would come top ten.

But I didn't have time to think about that. A gape had opened up and B. Prebble was making a move. I closed my legs around Sassy's side and she lengthened her stride, chasing Who Shot The Barman.

We passed Rekindling, Heartbreak City and Chaser To The Last. I urged Sassy to the front of the pack and all of a sudden we were out in the open. We were in fourth place and were bearing down on Eclipse. It was time. It was our time.

I slid my hands along Sassy's neck and gave her a squeeze, asking her to lengthen out. She responded immediately and surged forward, her strides eating up the ground. We passed Eclipse, Flying Fox and He's Our Woody. One horse left.

I decided to let her go to the outside rail and keep up momentum to run second or even first!!! I was so excited I didn't notice Red Rum Coming up beside him.

Sam Horrold had lost control and Red was going crazy. He barged into Sassy and she tipped over. I screamed as her weight toppled over me and crushed my leg. Everything went black.

Chapter Two

I moaned and opened my eyes. I was in a hard bed with stiff blankets that smelled of washing powder and cough lollies covering me. Where was I? I was in a... hospital? Then it all came rushing back to me.

The race, second place, Red Rum, Sassy Girl falling... "Sassy!" I gasped. Is she okay, what if she broke her leg? My thoughts trailed off as I became conscious of the hospital’s Nurses dressed in white aprons, with their hair piled on their head, towering over me.

"I, who, how..." I stammered. The Nurses seemed uncomfortable. "What happened to Sassy Girl?" I managed to squeak. Silence. A Nurse with blonde hair and a clean white nurses cap perched on top of it spoke up.

"Sassy Girl has broken her leg. When she fell she landed on an angle and her leg twisted and her bone snapped."

"No, not Sassy." I whispered, burying my face in my hands. "This can’t be happening."

"Excuse me?" A gruff voice spoke. I looked behind me. Great. "Come on Missy, we have some talking to do."

"Why weren’t you paying attention to the field Nicki? Anything could have happened out there, you’re lucky you managed to escape." I hung my head in shame. "Yes Dad, sorry Dad."

"Do you realize that you have put a horse’s life in danger by not paying attention? Sassy was relying on you to take her safely across the finish line and you failed. Maybe you’re not cut out for racing after all." And with that, he turned on his heel and left the room.

As soon as the door was closed, I burst into tears. Can’t I do anything right?

I cried myself to sleep that night. As my head hit the pillow I was submerged into a deep sleep. And of course, I just had to have a nightmare.

I was in a field full of lush green grass, dandelions, and of course horses. I walked up to a cute pinto, Splash, who was standing all by himself. "Come on boy." I whispered to him. "We need to do this."

The next thing I know we’re in a dusty dry 5-acre paddock. I’m galloping him around and around pushing him to racing speed. We can do this. We will go to the top.

Three people in suits and wide-rimmed glasses watched us carefully, stalking our every move. Except their not stalking us. They're observing us. If we can do this, if we impress them, they will accept Splash to ride in a race. With me as his rider.

But then there was a gunshot. I wasn’t ready for him, and I fell off as he veered to the left and bucked. I sat up, winded, just in time to see him slam into the fence and tangle his hoof in the wire. Oh, what have I done?

I woke up, gasping, tears streaming down my face. Boy, I hate it when I have dreams that are true. Then you can’t wake up and pretend it didn’t really happen.

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Nov 03, 2019
by: Sally

Please continue! I am on wattpad as well- M_equine- and I can't wait for the next part of this story!

Sep 30, 2019
Im Backkkkkkkkk

Hey guys, so I have decided to continue this story on this website as well as Wattpad, I will try to upload every week but I will see how I go, sooooooooo, yeah, happy reading!!!

It was six more boring weeks in hospital before I was allowed to go home. I had broken my right leg and arm, my neck, and three ribs. My neck, ribs and arm are completely healed but my leg has yet to fully heal. I didn’t need crutches, but the doctor told me to stay off it for the next week or so. I was looking forward to going home and seeing all the horses, but at the same time I didn’t want to face reality – and my Dad – and I DEFIANTLY didn’t want to find out what happened to Sassy Girl. Mark was coming to pick me up any minute now, and I really didn’t want to see him. Who knows what’s gonna come out of that stupid mouth of his?

I hobbled over to the door, pausing in front of the mirror and glancing towards it. Staring back at me was a tall, slim girl dressed in a baggy grey jumper and old black tights. Her long, straight black hair fell over her tanned face, and dark shadows made their home under her bright green eyes. I forced myself to look away from the mirror, and stepped out the freshly painted white door.

I made my way down the staircase, checked out at reception, and walked out to the pavement to wait for Mark to arrive. Mark was our main groom at the stables and he was awesome. He’s smart, funny, handsome, and good with horses all rolled into one. My bestie Katie has a massive crush on him, even though his twice her age. Cars zoomed by, and each time I heard the low rumbling noise of an approaching car I leaned my head around to see if he was here. I was disappointed every time. Eventually I sat down and rested my head on my rough, skinny hands. Closing my eyes, I soaked in all the sounds of the busy hospital. The birds chirped quietly and the wind whistled gently in my ears. It was so quiet, so peaceful…… "Come on Joker, (that’s the nickname he gave me cause I’m always joking around) time to get a wiggle on mate". I sighed as a loud voice interrupted my peacefulness. I looked up into Mark’s tanned, smiling face and reluctantly hauled myself up and got into his Ute.

"So Joker, how was your time in prison?" Mark joked. I sighed. I just didn’t feel like talking right now. "Tough crowd, eh" he tried. I kept ignoring him. Eventually he gave up and left me to my thoughts. I couldn’t decide whether that was a good or bad thing. I just stared out my window at the old crooked houses we were passing and tried not to think about what would happen when I got home. 20 minutes later we turned into a long, pebbled driveway. We drove under a silver arch with two rearing horses on it, reading Champion Racing in big swirly letters. The mud streaked Ute began rumbling down the bumpy driveway, and I closed my eyes, dreading what would happen when I see my dad. At that moment the Ute screeched to a halt and jolted me awake. I clicked open the car door and steeped out. I gazed around me at the 1000-acre property, stretching as far as the eye can see. There was a large black and white barn with people and large, flashy thoroughbreds heading in and striding out. There was a round yard with a shiny chestnut cantering around in, and a horse walker schooling numerous horses. Large paddocks full of green grass and dotted with dandelions where spread over the property, and there was a grass training track to practice on. It was horse-racing heaven. I spun around and saw my dad walking towards me, waving an official looking paper around with an infuriated look on his face. Uh Oh.

Apr 11, 2019

Hey guys, if you are enjoying this story and want to read more, check out my wattpad page as I will be continuing it there. I have just put up chapter 3, and while you're there you can also check out my other horse related stories. My wattpad account is HorseGirl303, so go check it out and follow me if you have an account. If you are a keen writer wattpad is a great website to publish your stories. If you love to read, create an account and follow your fave authors, so you get an email when the post a new story. You need to be 13 to sign up though. Anyway, this is starting to sound like an ad, so I'll just end it there.

Happy reading!

Sep 19, 2018
You've got talent
by: MKrider

This is too captivating for you to stop. I was listening to my playlist while reading and your story was so good I forgot which song I was listening to! Please, continue.

Sep 08, 2018
Where's the rest?!?
by: Anonymous

I absolutely love what you have so far! When I finished what was there I kept scrolling to see where the rest was! Please continue I can't wait to see where this goes!

Jul 05, 2018
Uh... AMAZING!!!
by: Cowgirl

That is an amazing story, I'm a writer myself. Could you write more? PLEASE!!!

Jun 19, 2018
by: Anonymous

This story is amazing! Please write more! You are leaving me on a cliff hanger!

Jun 01, 2018
The Sport Of The Kings
by: Daisygirl810

I loved it! I need more though. Can you please continue?

May 19, 2018
Thanks So Much!
by: Horses Rock This World!!!!!!

Thanks guys!! I'm surprised anyone commented, let alone liked it! I promise to write more soon!!

Apr 28, 2018
Don't stop!
by: Sally

I love it! You really should continue! I for one know I would be sad if you stopped!

Apr 26, 2018
I love it!
by: HorseGirl

Please continue it soon! I love it so much!

Apr 25, 2018
Keep going!
by: Violent Brushstroke

Don't leave me on a cliff hanger! I want more!

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