Meeting New Friends…Mostly cont.

Ready for the continuing of the last post? This is shorter than the first one – did you know that post, if I counted right, had ninety-five photos in it? (wow) This one has (if I counted right) only fifty-seven! 🙂

~told in the POV of Chloe!~

IMG_5610…Is it morning already? I thought to myself, not wanting to open my eyes. I stared at the back of my eyelids, and then I felt sunshine on my face.

IMG_5611Yup, it was definitely morning. I hope I get adopted today…

It all came back to me as soon as I shot open my eyes. I was “adopted”, and I lived with six other awesome roommates!

Nobody else was up. Maybe I was the only morning bird?

IMG_5612I was wrong! Ellie had her eyes open. We looked at each other, and she smiled at me. Today, we start things fresh. 

IMG_5613I smiled back at her. Today is going to be epic. I wonder what adventures I’ll have?

IMG_5614I jumped out of bed and pulled my slippers on. I was ready to get breakfast, and get going. Today was one of my adventurous days – like I said yesterday to the girls, it depends on the day – sometimes I’ll be quiet and be working on a good story I’m writing, or I’ll crave adventure and be out and about.

IMG_5615Ellie yawned and stretched.

IMG_5616I threw my covers over the bed and smoothed out the lumps.

IMG_5617“So, you’re a morning bird too?” Ellie asked me. I grinned. “Yup!”

“I thought I would be the only one forever!” Laughed Ellie. “Want to get some breakfast?” “You bet!”

IMG_5618Ellie showed me around the tiny kitchen, and she said to feel free to look in the fridge for some breakfast muffins or something. Ellie and I were more alike than I had assumed – we both liked adventures, we’re get-up-and-go people, and we don’t spend too much time on elaborate breakfast’s.

IMG_5619Ellie put down two plates on the tiny, temporary table. (Only two can eat at a time – luckily for use everyone wakes up at different times, with Jasmine being the last one up, so she usually eats alone 🙁 now that they’re an odd amount of dolls here.)

IMG_5620I scanned the shelves of the refrigerator.

IMG_5621“How does blueberry muffins and orange juice sound?” I asked. “Perfect!” Ellie replied.

IMG_5622Looks good, can be eaten fast, and filling – everything we like in a breakfast!

IMG_5623Yum…

IMG_5624*CHOMP*

That was devoured quickly.

IMG_5626Ellie showed me where to put dirty dishes.

IMG_5627And where to put the plates when they’ve been cleaned.

IMG_5628Now, to get dressed.

IMG_5630“I can’t wait to see who you look!” Ellie gushed. “You said back at the AGP, you were known as, ‘The Adventurer in Style’, right?”

“Right!” I answered. We wanted our outfits to be a surprise to one another, so on the count of three, we’d view each other’s outfits.

One, two, three!

IMG_5631“Wow! You look amazing!” Ellie gasped.

“So do you!” I laughed. “I love your style!”

IMG_5633Josefina was the next one up. “Ellie! Chloe!” She gawked at us, a bewildered look on her face. Was it really that odd that we’re smiling around each other for once? She also seemed a little bugged, but right then, I didn’t exactly know why.

IMG_5634“We made up,” Ellie answered plainly. “Oh…”

IMG_5636The commotion awakened Cécile, who exclaimed exactly as Josefina did – “Ellie! Chloe!”

“We made up,” I echoed.

“Oh…”

IMG_5637“Want to get some breakfast?”

“Sure thing,” Josefina smiled.

IMG_5638Then the two left to grab some breakfast.

IMG_5639Later that day, I encountered an adventure – an AWESOME ONE!

“So, plain and simple. Ready to give it a try?” Ellie asked me as she gave a brief example on how to ride their horse.

“Okay,” I answered much more bravely than I felt.

IMG_5640Ellie came down, and helped me up.

This is it, I wrote my autobiography in my head. My heart was pounding wildly, but I pulled myself up on the horse with confidence. I can do this! Rang in my head.

IMG_5642“Like this?” I asked, a little nervously.

Oh, this was awesome! The horse was getting unstable, and starting to neigh nervously. The drama! The action! THE ADVENTURE!

IMG_5643All of the sudden, Gingersnap BUCKED ME OFF.

Action and adventure were the last things I was thinking about.

“AHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!”

IMG_5644“AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

IMG_5645*OOF*

Wow!

That was amazing!

I just got bucked off a horse!

IMG_5646“Chloe!” Ellie screeched, and ran to me. It was then that I noticed that I could barely breathe. I had the wind knocked out of me.

IMG_5647“Are you OK?!” Ellie asked, helping me up.

I could barely breathe, and I must’ve pulled a muscle in my back, but I was smiling all the while. Best adventure yet! I got bucked off a wild horse (not that wild, but hey, you gotta have the most drama ya can) and got the wind knocked out of me!

“Yeah,” I choked breathlessly, grinning. “That was awesome!”

IMG_5648“Here are your glasses! I don’t think they’re broken,” Ellie handed me my frames. “Thanks!”

“You look a little dizzy. Wanna lie down?” Ellie asked, concerned.

“Actually, I just might take you up on that offer,” I agreed, my breathing shaky.

IMG_5649Gingersnap glared at me. She truly didn’t like me for some reason!

You know what? I glared back. A playful glare, but still a glare. We’re sworn enemies! This is amazing! The drama, the action, oh gosh!

I nearly died, but I survived. My greatest foe ever, Gingersnap, was now making it her personal mission to hate me forever! And I must defy the stereotype and prove to her I’m not bad! I scribbled down everything my mind wrote in my notebook, grinning. I just lived an incredibly epic adventure, and this will be the greatest book yet!

~Now written in the POV of Josefina~

IMG_5650I have a way with animals. They calm me, and help me. I calm them and help them. We’re kindred spirits. As I rode on my horse, Gingersnap, she was silently communicating everything to me, and I talked to her.

IMG_5651“My BFF isn’t hanging out with me anymore – only that new girl, Chloe. It’s making me jealous, and I can’t help myself. I miss my BFF, and I can’t stop myself from being mad at Chloe for hogging her!”

IMG_5652“Plus, Chloe is ridiculous. I mean, did you SEE the outfit she wore when she tried to ride you? How stupid! She doesn’t know a thing. And, Ellie and I just became BFF’s this year, and now she’s ditching me!”

IMG_5653“It’s not fair, and Gingersnap, you absolutely must help me think of a way to get some time with Ellie back!”

IMG_5654We turned a corner, and Gingersnap communicated to me in a way that made me feel better – or so I thought. Gingersnap didn’t like Chloe either.

IMG_5655Soon, we devised an awesome plan for keeping Chloe busy doing other stuff, persuading her to believe Ellie was busy doing other things as well, while secretly I am spending time with her!

IMG_5656However, if the plan backfired and Mama found out, I would be in massive trouble.

IMG_5657But there’s no way it could fail – I had put way too much thought in it, plus, I’m such a good girl. (Usually.) Nobody would believe Chloe or Ellie if they found out what I was doing!

IMG_5659I hugged my horse. “Thanks, girl. You make everything better. I can’t wait to spend time with my BFF again.”

IMG_5660Chloe was on her way to lunch, and I was waiting for her. “Chloe! I heard about your fall,” I told her with fake sympathy. “Oh, yeah,” she laughed. “I don’t think Gingersnap likes me that much!”

“Oh, well, some girls got it, some girls don’t,” I smiled with fake politeness. “Maybe you should leave riding to the professionals.”

IMG_5661“Well, you know, I was thinking about maybe trying to again when my back gets better. When she bucked me, I think I pulled a muscle when I landed on my back. I want to get better at riding however, and eventually become friends with Gingersnap,” Chloe put out.

IMG_5663“Wow! I love your determination. You’re so adventurous!” I told her, gasping. Chloe’s face grinned a little more. “But you know what? In all my years of riding, I’ve learned that you bond better with the horse when you have a minor injury. The horse senses your hurt, and automatically wants to help. And just like that, you become besties!” I lied. “You should practice today. I was just riding with her, and she’s in a GREAT mood!”

IMG_5662“I might do that,” Chloe grinned. “Maybe after lunch. Is Ellie here yet? I was supposed to meet her and eat.”

“Ellie told me she had to cancel with you – she had business to take care of -um – and, bonding with a horse works better on an empty stomach anyways. You really should go try now!” I fibbed again.

IMG_5664“Bye!” I turned my back to her then.

“Um, okay?” Chloe stared after me a little, then slowly turned around, talking to herself in a weird novel-sort of way about conquering fears and riding wild horses…?

IMG_5665I felt guilt grip me inside, but I knew Ellie was coming any minute. The thought of finally spending with her kept me going.

IMG_5666“Ellie! I made some lunch for us!” I gushed when I finally saw her. “Aw! Thanks! Um, where’s Chloe? I thought we were eating lunch together.”

“She told me she didn’t want to eat lunch with you anymore – she wanted to go and get to know the other’s better, so she left.” I told her deceptively.

“Oh…really? Did, she, um say exactly why she didn’t want to eat with me?”

“Um, I believe she said something about you being so rude to her yesterday and she didn’t want to hang out with you really, you know, she’s a little weary of you. Besides, haven’t you spent enough time with her already? You know, I kind of miss it just being you a me,” I laughed nervously. I’m a terrible fibber!

IMG_5667“Oh,” Ellie quietly mumbled. She hardly touched her pizza, but I eventually got her giggling and we reminisced on good ol’ times.

IMG_5668“Tonight I was thinking we could have a BFF movie night – you know, just you and me?” I asked. Ellie smiled. “That sounds great. I’m so glad to hang around people who really like me,” she added with a touch of sadness. Her eyes seemed faraway for a minute, thinking about Chloe, very confused.

IMG_5669After we ate, she excused herself.

IMG_5671“Bye, bestie! Talk to you later!” I called cheerily.

“Bye, bestie.”

IMG_5672I felt terrible inside! How can I go on with this?! I asked myself. I felt alone. Was I doing the right thing?

To be continued!

By | 2015-12-14T11:02:05+00:00 June 19th, 2015|All, Photostories|18 Comments

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18 Comments

  1. Sunny June 19, 2015 at 4:28 pm - Reply

    This was great! Can’t wait for the next part! 🙂
    *Sunny

  2. Nikki June 19, 2015 at 4:56 pm - Reply

    I like the story! I also got a new doll, number 22!

  3. Hope June 19, 2015 at 10:37 pm - Reply

    This was so cute! I love how creative all your photo stories are (:

  4. Katie June 20, 2015 at 8:43 am - Reply

    Madi- your inbox is full on AGH!

  5. Lydia June 20, 2015 at 12:09 pm - Reply

    So awesome! Can’t wait for the next part!!! 😀

    ~Lydia~ <3

  6. Katie June 20, 2015 at 2:10 pm - Reply

    Madi, your inbox is full again!

  7. Keira June 21, 2015 at 1:50 pm - Reply

    Wow! I can’t believe Josefina did that……..but she’s a kind girl, I know it’ll turn out ok in the end!
    What drama! And suspense. Another fantastic photo story by Madison Lorfing!:D
    -Keira:D

  8. Tenley July 7, 2015 at 4:01 pm - Reply

    I love this photostory, but can I be super picky for a moment? Thanks.
    Horses don’t raise their front legs when they buck, they fling their hips up. You showed the horse rearing, not bucking. And… Young girls are not likely to be riding horses that are going to buck. I’m really sorry, I’m not trying to offend you, I love the story, It’s just a pet peeve of mine.

    • Molly and Madison
      Molly and Madison July 7, 2015 at 4:34 pm - Reply

      LOL, well, just goes to show you how little I know about horses! I’m glad you liked the photo story, thanks for telling me the difference between rearing and bucking. 😛 (And nope, you didn’t offend me at all! ^_^)

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