Wait...Bam Margera is my Father?!

“Come on Naomi,” Missy said.

We walked down to the kitchen where April was waiting.

“Do you remember your birthday party?” April asked.

“No, why do yo ask?” I asked.

“You had forgiven Bam and you two were getting along,” Missy said.

“Why would I have forgiven him?” I asked.

“Come outside and I will show you why,” Missy said.

Missy and I threw on shoes and jackets. When we went outside I thought I heard a horse. She led me over to a fenced in pasture and showed me her.

“Her name is Amira,” Missy told me

“Amira means princess,” I said.

“How do you know that?” Missy asked.

“Amira was my mom’s name,” I said.

“Oh,” She said.

“Is there tack and everything here for her?” I asked.

“Yeah there is. Its in the hobbit hole actually,” She said.

“Can I use one of the quads?” I asked.

“Sure the keys are hanging next to Bam’s Lambo keys in the kitchen,” She said.

I went in and got the keys to one of the quads.

Once I got the tack and got back to the fence I saw that everyone was out there.

“They all wanted to see you ride,” Missy informed me.

“Last time you rode her she ran so be careful,” April said.

“I’m used to speed,” I said.

I tacked her all up and got on with Dunn’s help.

“You need a helmet,” April said as she handed me a black helmet.

I put it on just to get her to relax. I started trotting her around the field. I got my grip on the reigns and urged her into a canter. I heard cheering from the guys. I would show them something even better. I picked up speed and cantered right to the fence.