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Belle shook her head. "No, it is fine. I can talk my dad into us sharing my parents room because the bed is bigger and there are two of us." She shrugged to his question. "I don't really know, I'll have to ask him when we get back."

"Okay then," he said in response to both, looking back at the house.

The horses finished drinking water. Zeon trotted over to Belle and she mounted him. "You ready to go back to house?"

"Yeah, sure." He mounted Fiella a little smoother this time; he was getting the hang of it. "Let's go sort this out before nightfall."

Belle nodded and kicked Zeon on the side. Zeon bolted off again, making it quicker to get back to the house.

Jason did the same, enjoying the rush of adrenaline. This was insanity, but it was oddly fun.
He just had to make sure he didn't lose his glasses and he'd be fine.

Belle pulled on the rains to slow down Zeon once they got close to the stable. She unmounted him and lead him back into his stall in the stable.

Jason was laughing again as he slowed Fiella down. He would never get over how terrifying yet amazingly awesome riding a horse was.

Belle smiled at hearing Jason laugh. She put Zeon up n his stall and walked back out. "Looks like you like horseback riding."

"It's pretty cool, I'll give it that much," he laughed, dismounting again and leading Fiella into her stall. "Wow."

Belle smiled. "There are many different things in this world that are wonderful and fun, you just have to try them."

"Yeah. I'm glad I tried this."

Belle smiled at him. "Alls that is left for you to teach me how to surf. Let's go ahead and get to the house."

"Yeah," he said with a grin, following Belle back to the house.

As they walk to the house, she was glad to have Jason here with her. Her father came out and walked up to the as they reached the house. It was clear that Belle looked a lot like her father. Same brown hair, same green eyes, similar features but Belle was prettier.

Jason was awkwardly quiet, not sure what he was supposed to do or say, or if he was even supposed to say or do anything. He just pushed his glasses back up carefully.

Belle's father, Mr. Jackson, held out his hand to Jason. "Hello, I am Belle's father, Justin Jackson." He gave Jason a friendly smile, trying to seem like the kind of person he was.

"J-" He gulped, as his throat was dry again. Dangit. "Jason McRan," he tried again. "Belle's friend..."

Her father nodded. "It's good to see that she can make friends."
Belle had to resist glaring at her father.
"Dad, you know I have friends." She said.
He nodded. "Yes, but not many."

"Well, that seems like a loss," he stated, feeling somewhat ruffled and slightly defensive, though he wasn't sure why.