MANTLER, Gabrielle

[Gabrielle Mantler]

GABRIELLE ELIZABETH MANTLER! STOLE YOUR HEART;

They call me KANSAS MCNICOL and I've shot for the moon 15 times.
You know you all love me and you can contact me via email.
Ktxbi.

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» There Goes my Hero;

THe birth certificate reads Gabrielle Elizabeth Mantler
But Everyone Calls Me Bri
Ive Been Breaking Hearts for 21 years
The say I Am studying
Ive Been Told I Look Like Hilary Duff

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» Rock and Roll, Baby.;

I am so tall FIVE foot FOUR
And I Weigh ONE TWENTY SEVEN lbs
Ive Bee Ninked And Pierced belly button, ears. Jumping horse silhouette on left hip
They always say I look like Bri is a very special girl, that’s for sure. She spends most of her time at the barn, which requires fairly little thinking time when it comes to fashion- at least in her opinion. She can usually be found in a pair of breeches and polo, a hoodie on cooler days. Her tall boots rarely come of her feet, unless it’s one of the few times she’s riding western in a western saddle, then she actually wears jeans and tee shirt of whatever kind. Her hair, well luckily that falls into place even after wearing a helmet for hours on end. The blonde hair falls in a wave of curls down past her shoulders, but at the barn she usually tucks it up into a hairnet well riding.

When she isn’t at the barn, her small but athletic frame is adorned with clothes that flatter her naturally. When Bri wears jeans, they are never skinny jeans. Why you ask? Because she has chicken legs. But when she puts on a pair of shorts or a skirt jaws drop, because her legs are incredible looking. It’s not really understood why skinny jeans make her legs look so unattractive, but they do. As for shirt’s is usually something tighter with a low neck, to show off her chest. It took her awhile to get there, so she’s very proud that she has more then just bug bites for boobs. If she’s not just planning on heading to the barn she usually tosses a bit of mouse into her hair to make her curls a little bit bigger.

Then there is those times when Bri leaves the barn and normal every day life and actually goes out. Those are the times she really looks stunning. She can usually be found in a denim skirt and a tank top of some sort. She ensures to show off her legs and chest, but rarely looks like a slut. But everybody has moments that’s for sure, and Bri has definitely had a few of those. Whether drunken or sober, she’s pulled her skirt up to high of her shirt down too low. But all she has to do is blink those gorgeous green eyes and everyone just assumes she’s innocent- until they know her.
This Is What Makes Me Stand Out Bri is short, which makes her fairly visible in a crowd. She’s not overly short, but compared to the average height of a female she’s short. Her face and her legs are probably what make her stand out the most, her legs for how muscled and well proportioned they are and her face for her gorgeous smile and how her eyes just light up. Her hair also makes her stand out, but when you really look at her you notice the smaller more beautiful things.

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» Chances Taken, Hope Embraced;

I Adore HORSES, HUNTERS AND WESTERN, BOYS, PARTYING, DRINKING, READING, SCARY MOVIES, ROMANTIC MOVIES, GAMES, SLEEPING, MUSIC, ART, SHOPPING, COFFEE, MCDONALDS, ICE CREAM CAKE, FLOWERS.
I Abhor SNAKES, REPTILES, DRESSAGE, CHEAP TACK, LEZBIANS, HARD CORE DRUGS, CHEWING TABACOO, SCI FI MOVIES, CHESS, HEAVY METAL, SLOW DANCES, TOMATO JUICE, ARBYS, VOLLEYBALL.
I Rock RIDING, ARGUING, READING, MATH, DANCING, BASKETBALL, TEXTING, TALKING, ENGLISH.
I Suck TALKING ON THE PHONE, SCIENCE, ADMITTING I SUCK AT SOMETHING, LOOSING, PAINTING, STAYING ORGANIZED.
I Do RUN, RIDE, STUDY, READ, PLAY BASKETBALL, FORGET HOW I INJURED MYSELF, BITE MY NAILS, CHANGE IPOD SONGS FREQUENTLY, SING IN THE SHOWER, TALK TO MYSELF.
I Want BE ONE OF THE BEST RIDERS IN THE STATE, OWN MY OWN FARM, GIVE SOMEONE MY HEART, NOT SELL A HORSE ONCE IT BECOMES A CHAMPION, WRITE A SONG, MAKE A SAD PERSON SMILE, HAVE A GOOD TIME.
I Fear LOOSING, NOT BEING ABLE TO DO SOMETHING I LOVE, NEVER TRUSTING SOMEBODY ENOUGH O LVOE THEM
I Shut up THAT MY PARENTS THINK THIS IS A SCHOOL FOCUSED ON SCIENCES, THAT IVE DUMPED EVERY GUY I COULD HAVE LOVED, THAT MY PARENTS HATE ME, THAT I WANT TO BE A LAWYER AND NOT A DOCTOR.
I am PERSONALITY --
Bri is a very strong headed person, once she has an opinion there is no changing it. Whether it’s a big deal or a small thing that doesn’t matter, if Bri thinks she’s right then she won’t back down. She believes what she believes in and doesn’t let anybody try and change her mind. Bri is very quick on her feet as well, especially when it comes to smart ass comments. She is extremely sarcastic as well and a lot of older people find her rude because they don’t understand her sense of humour. Though she never tries to be disrespectful, it just comes out completely wrong.
It is very rare for Bri to show genuine emotion, she usually just appears happy or angry. Rarely does she look overly excited or have love in her eyes. Everything is kept hidden, in fear nobody will approve of her. She hides it well, which she uses to her advantage a lot. She is complete opposites all in one, she may hide back her emotions but she’s also one of the most outgoing people you will ever meet. She can walk into most situations and start a full blown conversation without even thinking, its just how her mind works. She worries once people get close to her, but strangers are extremely easy for her to get along with.
Bri is very determined. If she sets her mind to something, she doesn’t quit until it’s done. And done well at that. She either gives it her all or gives it nothing at all. You can always tell when she’s in the middle of something, because that’s all she focuses on. She’s also very competitive, which goes hand in hand with her determination. She hates loosing, and will do anything that she can to win(within reason). She will spend hours and hours riding in order to prepare for the smallest of competitions. She starts preparing for basketball season two months before, because she needs to ensure she looks good at the tryouts when everybody else is out of shape.

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» I Know I Won't Be Home At All;

I Came From MITCHEL MANTLER;48;SURGEON
KAREN MANTLER;45;GYNECOLOGIST
I Share My Dna With
MICHELLE MANTLER;25;MEDICAL SCHOOL
ALAN MANTER;23;MEDICAL SCHOOL
I Come From ONTARIO, CANADA
But I Live Here Now IN TOWN
This Is Who I was
Bri comes from a long line of people in the medical field, the farthest thing in the past ten generations from a doctor is a vet. So her parents think that she, like everyone else in the family, wants to pursue into a medical career. Yeah because she finds great fun in cutting people open and staring at their crotch? No thanks. Bri dreams of staring a judge in the eye, coming up with a defence in a split second and having somebody’s future depend on how quick on her feet she can be and how good she can persuade people. The idea of being in the court room is one thing she shows excitement for, but her parents would completely disapprove. They think this is a school that offers an extremely enriched science program that will make her steps to becoming a doctor as simple as pie. On the other hand she’s here to ride, and in reality is going to be attending the opposite of an enriched school. But her parents don’t need to know that, they were just happy she was moving.

Her sister is her best friend, by far. She’s one person that supports her goals, her dreams and actually cares about what she thinks. Her sister has always held her hand when her parents did, even attended basketball games and horse shows. Her sister was pretty much the one who raised her, her parents just paid for it. Her brother on the other hand, well he’s an interesting story. He used to be there for her, and care. But then he met his new girlfriend, and boy has she created a headache. Alan used to be almost as close to her as Michelle, but since Bridget entered his life he’s been the opposite. He no longer supports the idea of her being a lawyer and makes fun of her at any chance he gets and rubs it in that he is going to be some specialized doctor, though Bri had no clue what he was specializing in. So he’d yanked himself right out of her life, but at least Michelle stayed. For now.

You’d think some pretty girl like Bri has a long list of ex boyfriends, switching from quarterback to point guard. Well she has dated them, but never has anything come out of it. Few months with a guy, some sex and she calls it off. Always. She always finds some reason why she can no longer be with them, even though she knows deep down their the stupidest reasons ever. She was well aware a few guys had just dated her in attempt to be the one to break up with her, but they’d end up forgetting their original intentions and having their heart broken. She’d given her heart to a boy once, one time. One night. And she never heard from him again. After that, she stuck to the party scene. The random kisses, few dates nothing ever serious. She’s been around, that’s for sure. But she’s never been serious. Will you be her toy or could you actually steal her heart? Whatever you do, try not to break it.

Bri started riding when she was 5. Nothing major, just lessons once a week at a nearby stable. She started out doing a lot of western stuff, mainly western pleasure and trail. At age 8 she got her very first pony, a small quarter horse that she took around to local shows. The pony rarely placed a foot wrong and always had her best interest in mind. But when she was ten that pony coliced and died, so she gave up all the western stuff and switched to hunters in order to escape it all. Within a few months she got a new horse, a fancy large pony that was ready to hit the show ring. She rode the pony for three years, winning everything even A rated shows with it. One day a girl walked up to her and offered her thirty five thousand. Even at thirteen Bri gave it up, and got another pony. This time she barely made it through show season before she sold it for a large sum of money. Bri quickly fell into this pattern, buy horses that were slightly green still, show them, sell them. It became her life, and she put everything into making them show ready and ensuring they won. When she turned 16 she had to get on a friends western pleasure mare after she fell off. All of a sudden Bri realized how much she missed the western world, and started showing it on the weekends she wasn’t busy showing her hunters. Now she’s here, a hunter and a western pleasure rider all in one. Will you love her or hate her? Whatever it is, you’ll remember her name.
This Is Who I am Bri may feel alone and like she can never commit to something, but she knows one day she will. She enjoys everything she does and works hard for it. Bri will one day come to senses that people will accept her for doing something she loves, somebody will fall head over heels for her and she will back, her brother will realize that she matters and she’ll find a horse she want’s to keep forever. But for now, this is who she is. A little bit of everything.

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» This Heart It Beats;

I Lust STRAIGHT
I Love MUSCLES, GOOD HAIR, OUTGOING, HUMOUR, ATHLETIC
I Loathe NERDY, UGLY HAIR, DRY HUMOUR, THINKS HIGHLY OF THEMSELVES
Maybe I loved THAT STRANGER I MET
Maybe I Didnt N/A

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» This Is How We'll Dance;

I Bow Down dude
I Am Awesome not my best sorry its in first person
Anybody can pull of Abercrombie, but it takes somebody special to look hot in a hairnet. Yes, I am one of those equestrians. One of those girls who come to school in sweats and hoodies on Monday morning with dirt under their fingernails, one of those girls that miss school constantly for horse related things and one of those girls that rarely goes to parties because their at horse shows. Yeah, us equestrians get suck with a lot of labels. But when people run marathons they don’t even have to come to school the day after, we have to come to school after every show, after every sleepless night and physically exhausting weekend. We never get enough credit, but hey it’s part of the sport. The real question everyone asks is, can you handle it? Who knows, but if you want it you better work for it.

I slipped on my black velvet helmet, covering my hairnet as a held the reins in my left hand. I could see the back ring bursting with action as people cantered around well participating in their lessons from a coach that had come down for the weekend. It was rare for our barn to be relaxed, but even this was much. I squeezed softly and started mentally preparing myself for the long ride ahead, it was going to be a tough one. Tim was one of the best coaches in the province and would have no problem working your ass off. Nope no problem at all. I looked behind me to see Garret leading his young horse behind him. I adjusted my hoodie as I entered the ring before wiggling my reins softly to bring Dreamer into a nice frame. I warmed up, drawing a lot of my focus to my lower leg and keeping it very still and using my quads. I quickly got started jumping, Tim watching my every move. Position was key, and so was striding. I hauled Dreamer up, bringing him to almost a jog as we headed towards the cross rail. Then I kept his canter collected to the vertical, making sure to stay back and not sit and drive him to the fence. I could hear Tim in the back of my head, remembering everything he said. I was amazed at how well it all went, how good of a rider he seemed to think I was. Obviously nothing compared to some, but at least he saw potential. I walked out of the ring, dignity in tack and a smile on my face. It was good to feel accomplishment, it was something I lived for.

I pulled my hoodie over the mess of hair that was on top of my head. It was a very nice day out, but the wind went right through my breeches as I walked back to the ring to see everyone and what the plans were. Many riders were still jumping around, a small group of coaches stood in the middle listening to the advice Tim was giving their students. I trudged over to the sidelines, my face red from the wind that blasted against it. “When’s lunch?” I asked, feeling my stomach grumble and my legs start to shake softly.

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