Jessie was about to get up to go stare at her ceiling in her dorm room, when a more interesting view came before her. "Hi, I'm just dealing with this F." She frowned, showing him the crumpled up paper with the giant red F at the top. "Kind of feeling meh." she admitted, not feeling the desire to do much, though she was happy that he stopped to talk to her.

Jessie nodded solemnly, hating to admit she failed at something, though it really wasn’t that big of a deal since she was being given the chance to rewrite for a better grade. "I mean, to be fair… I spent more time on my blog then the paper." She couldn't stop her innocent smile from growing on her face, knowing she could have prevented it, but an F was still harsh in her opinion. "But that makes me feel… A little better I guess." If people had to battle for A's with this teacher, she might have to pause the blog till she passed it. She perked up when he asked if she wanted to come ride with him, "Like… On a horse?" She asked, feeling excited and nervous at the same time, wanting to spend time with Jake, but she also hadn't dealt with horses too often. She wasn't going to let him know she was nervous, she never let anyone know she was scared, she couldn't.

Jessie groaned at the thought of putting her blog to the side, even though she knew it was necessary, but she still didn't like it. "I'd rather just not do homework." She admitted, knowing she'd need an education before joining the police force like her dad, and hoped to be a detective one day. "First of all, I don't want to ride a bull," She chuckled, not planning on getting herself several injured or worse, "Second, it could have been about your truck." She pointed out, her cheeks flushing with the memory of the last time in his truck, and how they had almost kissed, at least she thought they were about to.

Jessie blew air into her bangs like Ariel from the Little Mermaid does and rolled her eyes. "Of course I can't just start now," She sighed with defeat, though looked up at him with a smile. "Alright. I've never ridden a horse before." She admitted, feeling just a little worried, but her dad had worked with horses on the force before, so she'd have to at least try.

Jessie didn't hesitate to stuff her paper into her bag, zipping it close before turning back to Jake, and taking his hand. She wondered briefly, if she could just keep holding his hand, would he let go first? She instead decided to slowly let go of his hand, finger by finger, hooking her pointer finger so it would catch on his. "Are we… Riding doubles?" She asked, remembering the word when she was trying to brush up on Rodeo knowledge.

Jessie bit her lower lip for a few seconds as she tried to keep herself from grinning when he didn't unhook their fingers. She hoped that meant he would be totally fine with holding her hand, maybe even on this ride, as they rode doubles. "Alright, I mean. Thank you for your concern," She smirked, her mind racing through how they would actually sit in the saddle together. "Does Buck do well with doubles?" She wanted to ask if she'd sit in front of him or behind him in the saddle, but immediately changed her mind and asked about his horse instead.

"Alright, if you say so," Jessie smiled, knowing he knew his horse best probably, "How long have you and Buckshot been a pair?" She asked, wondering if he had Buckshot as a colt, maybe even trained him himself. She slipped into the passenger seat, placing her backpack on the floorboards, and then buckled herself in out of habit. No matter how far she had to drive she always buckled in.

"Awwww, that's so cute." Jessie instantly imagined a little Jake with a little foal, training it, learning to ride, though she didn't know how old he was when Buck was born. "How old is Buck? How long do horses even live?" She figured they lived a good amount, but was it longer than a dog or a cat? "Do you want to run the ranch?" She wondered if he wanted to take over or even run a ranch of his own one day.

Jessie's mouth dropped open in shock, "Thirty years!" She really couldn't believe it, she didn't think such a big animal could live that long. She smiled, knowing then that Jake would get to have his horse for a long time. "Well, you could raise carrier pigeons." She teased, smirking as she watched they pulled onto the road from the parking lot to the barn, a path she didn't think she'd ever take before today.

"Wow." Still a little bit in shock about that, till he said he might actually do that, a smile coming to her face. "Who would you train them to fly to?" Jessie asked, feeling her heart speed up, not sure why it mattered who it was. Maybe it was his family, or a friend. She watched him walk around from the driver side to hers, hitting the button on her belt buckle and let it slide back. "I assume it's all students and employees at this barn." It didn't make sense for an outside to be there, unless invited by someone on campus. She placed her bag on the floorboards, eyeing it once more before sliding out the door and shutting it behind her.

Jessie wasn't sure how pigeon's worked, but part of her dropped a little when he mentioned family, despite the fact she knew that would have been the more logical answer. "Ah, see. I don't know how they actually work." She grimaced at her honesty, but it was the truth and there wasn't a point in lying. She followed him towards the barn, taking it all in, "This is a nice stable." She admitted, wondering how long ago the place was built, the place even had air conditioning.

Jessie felt her cheeks flush a little when he said he'd set aside a pigeon for her. "Well, until that day, we'll just have to use the stuffed pigeon." Though she hadn't seen it since the rodeo, she assumed Jake had it set up in his room somewhere. She nodded her head, remembering he mentioned something about his uncle working here, lived her, something to that extent. She pulled out her phone and made quick notes, one about his uncle, the barn, and one about his horse named Buckshot. She looked up when they came to a stop at a stall, finding herself face to face with a horse. "Awww, he's adorable." She said, holding out a flat hand, wishing she had something like a carrot or a sugar cube to give.

Jessie laughed and shook her head, "I would say I was sorry, but it was your brother, so that's fine." She teased, knowing she could laugh about it now, but at first she had felt really bad that she hadn't hit the right target, though she was still a little surprised he was a twin. "Alright." She said, watching him head off to another room, and she found herself looking back to Buckshot. "It's my first time riding, sorry you got a newbie today." She teasingly said, offering her hand once again to Buckshot, who sniffed and nibbled her hand with his lips.

Jessie watched as he opened the stall door and started setting up the saddle, leaning against the open stall doorway. "When you aren't riding, what else are you doing?" She asked, wondering if he liked amusement parks, or movies, maybe he'd want to see a movie.