The rest of the week passed by in a flash. Hailey and I caught up and talked about Mae and her famous parents, although they were getting close. They'd have to since they only liked hanging out with me everyday at lunch. They actually got along pretty well, though it has a lot to do with the fact that they both love to gossip. I was sat at my desk at home, reading To Kill A Mockingbird for the umpteenth time when I heard the front door open. I placed my book down and raced to the front door.
"Beau!" I shouted.
"Ash!" he yelled back.
I barreled into his open arms. We embraced for a moment before he pulled away to look at me.
"Look at you, lil sis," he grinned, showing his slightly crooked teeth. "Growin' up, are ya?"
"You say that every time you visit. Which is every other weekend," I rolled my eyes. Beau just chuckled.
"Come on, there's only half an hour to dinner and Ma's in a panic. We're having guests," I added, seeing his confused look. "Buttercup had her calves while you were away. Stanton was away too, but the new girl, I met her at school, her dad is a vet so she offered his help. He came and helped but wouldn't accept payment except for a dinner invite. His wife is Priscilla Proctor."
"Ah," Beau said knowingly, ruffling his feathery brown hair. "Now I know what all the fuss is about."
"Yeah. Best get cleaned up. Ma will kill you if you eat dinner lookin' like you do," I said and glanced at his dirty wifebeater and worn out jeans.
"You got it, kiddo." He took off up the stairs, going two at a time, heading to his room. I headed to the kitchen to help out Ma.
By the time she had me set the table and change my outfit three times (I ended up in a pair of nice leggings and a blue ruffled blouse that I only wore for special occasions), the Proctor's were due to arrive.
"I just want everything to be perfect," Ma fussed.
"Don't worry, dear," Dad said, kissing her forehead. He just returned from freshening up after a long day of work on the farm. "Everything will be perfect."
Just then the doorbell rang. Everyone glanced at each other
"I'll get it," I said. I hurried to the front door. I opened it, greeting them with a warm smile.
"Mr. and Mrs. Proctor, Mae. You look lovely. My name is Ash, Mrs. Proctor. Please come in," I ushered them in and took in Mae's outfit. She wore a gorgeous red polka dot sundress that practically had me swooning where I stood. It perfectly suited her body, hugging her in all the right places. Coupled with her curled hair and matching flats to make the perfect outfit. I noticed as she walked past that she smelled like lemons, my favorite scent. She made my butterflies erupt in my stomach for some reason.
"Please, right this way," I tore my gaze away from Mae and led them into the kitchen.
"Beau, this is Mr. and Mrs. Proctor, and their daughter Mae," I introduced.
"Lovely to meet y'all," Beau said warmly, smoothing out his polo shirt and shaking their hands.
"It's wonderful to meet you all," Mrs. Proctor expressed.
Mama practically fainted as Mrs. Proctor pulled her in for a hug.
"Oh, where are my manners? I'm Lacey, this is my husband Hunter. You've already met Beau and Ash, of course. Well, please, have a seat here at the table. Supper will be ready any moment now."
Everyone took a seat, Mae choosing the empty one next to me. Daddy and Mr. Proctor busied themselves with talk about the cows. Mama and Mrs. Proctor began discussing fashion. I smirked as Mama practically had a heart attack when Mrs. Proctor told her to call her Priscilla. Mae, Beau and I struck up a conversation, mostly about school and soccer, as we ate dinner. Dinner consisted of Mama's favorite shepherd's pie and dessert was Daddy's "world famous" pecan pie.
"Truly, Lacey, dinner was wonderful! We must do this again," Mrs. Proctor complimented.
"Oh, it was nothing, Priscilla, nothing at all! We'd love to! Why don't you stay for a while? The men can go out and check on the animals, watch the game they missed. The girls could hang out, and we could keep talking!" Mama rambled.
Mrs. Proctor glanced at Mr. Proctor, who shrugged then nodded.
"Well, only if we aren't imposing, Lacey. We'd hate to be a bother."
"Nonsense! You're always welcome here! Never a bother at all!"
Mrs. Proctor nodded. Beau left with the other men, and Mama ushered Mrs. Proctor into the living room, leaving me and Mae alone.
"Wanna go see my room?" I asked, trying to think of something to do.
"Okay, sounds exciting," Mae agreed.
"Gotta warn you though, it's pretty boring," I led the way to my room.
Mae looked around, spinning in a circle, absorbing my decorations or lack thereof.
"Huh, you were right," she teased. "It is boring in here. No TV? What do you do for fun?"
"Haha," I said. "Generally, my life is consumed by school work and farm work. I read a lot," I pointed to the book on my desk. "And sometimes, if I'm not at Hailey's house for a sleepover, then I watch YouTube on my laptop or phone. Mainly, I enjoy riding my horse, Atticus. If I'm not working or sleeping, I'm usually riding him."
"You ride horses?" her eyes widened. "That's so cool! I always wanted to lean but we never had the time."
"I could teach you if you want. It's pretty easy. Plus, you live close so it'll be easy to schedule times," I offered.
"Really? It sounds like a lot of work though. Can I pay you or something?"
"How about 'or something'? I'll think of something and get back to you. Okay?"
We spent the rest of the evening watching YouTube videos on my laptop, enjoying making fun of the idiots who fell off the horses in the fail compilations. I enjoyed Mae's company so much that when she finally, near midnight, got called to leave, I almost protested. She slipped her shoes on and we went downstairs.
"Come on, Mae-Ellen. It's time to leave," he explained.
"Thank you all for coming. Priscilla, we must hang out soon! What if you come by Tuesday afternoon?" Mama suggested.
"Oh, I'd love that. Mae-Ellen could come over too so the girls could hang out!"
"We could have our first horse riding lesson," I said quietly.
"Oh? You're gonna teach her to ride horses?" Mr. Proctor asked.
"Yes, Daddy, Ash offered to teach me," Mae answered.
"Good. Ash is one of the best riders in the state," Daddy said proudly. "Got the awards to prove it, too."
"Ah. Glad to know my daughter is in safe hands, then. Just be careful, okay?" Mr. Proctor warned.
"Of course, sir, I won't let anything happen to your daughter," I soothed.
"We really must be going, now. Thanks again, and have a goodnight!" Mrs. Proctor said. They filed out of the door. As soon as Mama heard their car leave the driveway, she let out a squeal.
"I just had dinner with Priscilla Proctor and she liked me! Do you believe it?"
I shook my head, fondly laughing at my mother. I bade my family good night, went to my room, stripped down to my bra and underwear, and fell into a peaceful sleep where I dreamt about a stunning girl with black hair, blue eyes and a lip and nose ring.