How can you not like horses? [Tag: Matt]

[CHARITY NELSON]

"Charity and Matthew, you'll be working together."

Charity looked up at that, acknowledging the teacher with a small nod, then looked over to see who her partner was. He seemed decent enough, so she figured she could work with him. They had an ecology project, about the diet and behaviors of animals, and Charity had an idea. They could go down to the barn, work with her horses, break down their diet and what the different types of horse feed do, and then they could ride a bit, just for fun. It sounded like a good idea to her, she would just have to hope that her partner would agree.

She turned to face him, holding a hand out to properly introduce herself, smiling. "Name's Charity. Yer Matthew," she said matter of factly, "D'ya min' if I call ya Matt?" She continued on then, talking about the project, "So I was thinkin', since I have horses an' all, we coul' do a project on wha' horses eat. Y'know, they're diet an' all." She gave a small smile, "An' then we coul' go ridin'. I have two horses." She held up two fingers to illustrate.

She left it there, letting him give a yes or a no, though she couldn't imagine anyone saying no. After all, who would say no to going horseback riding for a school project? It was about the best thing possible.

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[MATTHEW PETERSON]

Charity. That's a nice enough name, Matt found himself thinking, licking his chapped lips as he glanced around the classroom in search of its owner. She found him first, however, and for some reason he wasn't at all surprised to match the name with the face in front of him. Glancing down at her hand for a moment, he hesitated before taking it; once he did, however, it was with a grin. "Yeah, that's me. Matt's great, actually," he barely had time to say that, however, before the girl continued talking at about a mile a minute. Normally an interruption like that would have peeved him, but for whatever reason he just continued grinning. Probably because she had the entire project figured out already. She was already proving to be a loads better partner than that Charley girl he was working with in Biology.

Once she stopped talking, Matt simply stared for a minute. Horses. She wanted him to ride horses with her. Matt had never touched a horse in his life, let alone ridden one; it wasn't that he was scared or anything, he'd just...never gotten around to it. People--well, he--climbed trees in San Francisco, they didn't ride horses. Clearing his throat, Matt licked his lips again, the smile gone from his face for but a moment. He nodded as it returned, suddenly feeling as if it were of the utmost importance he pretend to be an expert on horseback riding. In fact, he was an expert at horseback riding. A complete natural.

"Two horses? Well, that's awfully convenient. Sounds fun," he nodded, suddenly believing it would be rather enjoyable. And then he chuckled a bit, unable to control himself. "Say, Charity," he began good-naturedly, not an ounce of mockery in his tone. "Where're you from, anyway? I like your accent," He liked her, too. He could always tell with things like this.

[CHARITY NELSON]

Charity smiled a bit wider at the boy’s friendly attitude. She could work with him easily. It would be no problem at all to get the project done with them working together. High energy was always good. It meant for fun times and quick work. “Well Matt, it’s nice ta meetcha.” And it was. Charity could tell that they would get along better than cows and cornfields. And those two got along pretty dang well. It was always tough to keep the cows out of the corn field.

At his comments she nodded vigorously, “Yup. Two of ‘em. Though ya won’ be anywhere near one of ‘em. She’s m’ show horse an’ she doesn’t trust noone bu’me.” She paused then as he chuckled, tilting her head to the side, trying to figure out just what was so funny about it all. Yeah, she had horses. Maybe he’d never ridden one before. “Ya have ridden a horse b’fore, haven’tcha?”

Moving on. He was asking a question of his own. “Bedford, Texas. Born an’ raised. ” At that, she posed a new question of her own, “How ‘bout you? Yer not from ‘round here, are ya?”

(( I'll make it pretty later! I have to post these real quick and then I need to crash... ))

[MATTHEW PETERSON]

"Oh, you compete?" despite his efforts to control himself, Matt's brows shot upward at the mention of a "show horse." He was going to make a complete and utter fool of himself during this project, wasn't he? "That's neat. How long've you been doing that for?" She was already turning out to be more interesting than anyone else in this class, and for the first time in quite a while, Matt was almost considering thanking the teacher for pairing them together. Then again, doing so would probably only prompt her to switch it all anyway, just to piss him off. They seemed to like to do that, his teachers.

Matt shook his head, feeling his acting skills to be more than satisfactory. " 'Course I've ridden a horse before," he scoffed, shooting Charity a look explaining, quite plainly, that she had to be quite near insane to ask such a thing. After a slight clear of the throat, he allowed for his face to slide back into its smile. "I knew it was south," nodded Matt confidently. He hesitated for half a second before responding to her question, the smile fading from his lips for only a flash; Matt wasn't one for talking about where he was from. That only lead to questions about family, sometimes about his brother, or Michelle, sometimes his mom...

"Nope," he shook his head. "I'm from California. San Francisco, actually." there was another slight pause in which he might've considered adding more, but thought better of it. Much better. "What's it like in Texas, anyway? I mean, apart from everything being bigger or whatever." joked Matt lightly. Hell, he'd admit to being clueless about the South if it meant avoiding all that other stuff.

[CHARITY NELSON]

Charity nodded a bit, giving a smile, "Mmmhmmm. Competin' is one of m' fav'rite things ta do." He obviously wasn't a regular horse rider. If he even rode at all. She really couldn't be sure. "I've been competin' since I could walk. It's jus' somethin' I do. It's parta m'life," She shrugged, as if that was all the answer necessary. It really didn't matter all that much anyways, right? Not for the project, anyways.

At his almost indignant response, she shook her head a bit, smiling. He really seemed adamant that she was crazy for even asking such a silly question. Okay, maybe he had ridden a horse before? She didn't care to speculate too much about it. He would be riding Sterling anyways, so it wasn't as if there was really any danger to the boy, even if he hadn't ridden before. Sterling was the most push button horse in the world. Smart, laid-back. That horse would do what he was supposed to, even if his rider was giving him the cues to spin in circles and then run straight into the fence. There were more important things to talk about at the moment anyways. At his comment, she nodded, "'Bout as south as y'can get."

As he mentioned he was a San Francisco native, she nodded, positive that he hadn't ridden a horse before, though she wasn't going to say anything about it. "I've never act'ally been to California. Heard it's mighty nice though." She raised an eyebrow as Matt brought up the stereotype of 'everything's bigger in Texas.' She laughed then, "Y'think ev'rything's bigger there? Well then I musta shrunk a lot comin' t' New York." She giggled a bit as she continued, "I grew up in a little town, so ev'rything was nice. It was nice 'n warm there, and people act'ally said 'howdy' as they passed ya on the street. I miss it sometimes." With a finalizing shrug, she looked over at Matt, "So when d'ya wanna come ridin' with me?"

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[MATTHEW PETERSON]

"Huh," Matt nodded, sticking his tongue in his cheek as he leaned bawkwards, clearly attempting to look as though he was still unsure about her. It was a horrid lie, however, as the clear glint in his eye made it more than obvious that the thing he wanted most right now--perhaps even more than to get out of the classroom all together--was to become very good friends with Charity as fast as he possibly could.

He shook his head, perking up with a mischevious grin. "No it's not!" He bit his lip, clearly trying to resist the urge to laugh at her obvious ignorance. "Texas isn't Antarctica. You've gotta have penguins to that south," Unable to contain himself any longer, he laughed. Just for a few seconds before clamping his palm over his mouth, eyes widening in what was as close to embarrassment as Matt was ever going to get.

The laugh left his face at her comment about San Franciso, however, and Matt made a face, shaking his head; really, it was a bit surprising he didn't stick his tongue out. "Only thing nice is the redwoods. But those aren't in the city...I hate San Franciso. It's stupid," he nodded, more than done with the topic.

She was funny. Matt snorted a tiny bit, looking her once up and down as if to be sure she wasn't lying about her height. She wasn't. He shrugged/ "Well, I guess you're just special...Did they wear cowboy hats 'n have standoffs, too?" he nodded eagerly, finding the idea of adventure in Charity's hometown to be far more interesting than her height. Biting the inside of his cheek, Matt furrowed his brow as if to try and remember his schedule for the week (in reality, he was simply milking all the time he had to imagine Charity living in a classic Western). Finally, he shrugged. "I donno. How 'bout...today? Tomorrow? Whenever's fine, I guess, so long as I'm not climbing trees with Addison," he spoke the last bit very seriously. Matt's impromptu tree-climbing schedule was not something to be tampered with under any circumstances.