Not Your Typical Country Girl Chapter Thirty
I followed Tucker, Clay, and Isaiah to their seats. They were sitting close to the chutes but not too close. I took off my knee brace and attempted to put spurs on my combat boots. However, that did not work. I finally gave up after five minutes of trying to put them on. I put my chaps on and looked at the chutes. Isaiah was already heading that way, so I figured I should too.
"I am heading to the chutes," I said as I finished buckling my chaps.
"Alright, good luck sis," Clay said.
"We are praying for a safe ride," Tucker said.
"Uh thanks," I said as I looked at them oddly.
I made my way to the chutes. I was getting excited but nervous. The guys at this rodeo seemed buffer and bigger than the last one.
"We'll hello there pretty lady," some guy said as I got close to the chutes.
"Hi," I said as I looked passed him.
"Looking for a brother or boyfriend," he asked.
"Nope, I am scoping out my competition," I said smoothly.