The second chapter of AWESOME...er, Don't Touch! Mine Only. I hope this chapter is better than the last. Enjoy!

Chapter 2:

I watered the tilled patch of ground holding turnip seeds. I set the watering can down and kneeled in front of the soil, my hands on my knees tucked under my torso. "Come on, grow already! I need cash!" Of course, nothing happened.

"Stupid photosenthisis." I mumbled, standing up.

Since there wasn't much to do, I decided to visit some people I met yesterday. Meaning, I'm going to see Mark.

I walked across the dusky white path and across the bridge to Sprout Islands Hotel. As soon as I opened the wooden door and Mark was suddenly right in front of me. "Oh, hey princess." He greeted. "Did you come to see me?"

"I just wanted to know if you ever got the thing you forgot at Maribelle's."

"That's a great excuse. Anyway, yes I did."

"I-It's not an excuse!"

"Chelsea."

"What?"

"Your amazing."

I looked at him. "Huh?"

He waved his hands around. "I-I mean, you still work around the ranch, but you still have time to see me. You must be building up muscle from all the work!"

I don't have anything else to do, I don't have any money. But I was into boxing in the city. "Yeah, I guess."

"I know! Since you're so tough, why don't we have a competition?" He beamed.

I didn't hesitate. "What kind of compitition?"

"Let's see who's tougher by lifting a few weights!"

"You're going down!"

"We'll see about that! Meet me by your field later, alright?"

* * *

"Alright, I got some beginner-sized boulders here for you. Whoever can push it further, wins. Get to your places!" Gannon boomed.

Two large boulders sat side by side on a patch of earth. Mark placed his hands on the rough stone. I walked to my place behind the other boulder, but Gannon tapped my shoulder.

"Mark hurt his arm yesterday, I guess he's worried about his strength. You seem like a strong girl--go easy on him, will ya'?" He whispered so Mark couldn't hear.

He hurt his arm? "Sure."

We both glanced at each other. "On your Mark..." Gannon started.

"Get set..."

"GO!"

I pushed with all my might. But when I looked over, he flinched in pain, glancing nervously at his arm. I took it down a knotch.

"You did better than I thought you would, Chelsea." Gannon said, impressed.

Than I THOUGHT you would?

"Ha! I won! You're not so tough." He boasted.

"Heh. Your pretty strong, Mark."

"Hey! You said my name right."

"Yeah, I'm getting used to you and Juliet."

"Julia." He corrected.

"Whatever."

He chuckled. "Well, I'll be going then. See ya, princess." He strolled toward the opening to the field, waving, but stumbling, failing the attempt to be cool. He smiled sheepishly.

"Mark!"

He turned around. "Huh?" I slammed my foot on a nearby rock, grinning. I've made my desicion! I pointed at him. "I choose you!"

He just stared at me blankly. "Alright, Ash Ketchum. See you later."

Uh-oh! Mark's is trouble! Heh. Sorry for the wait, the story will get better.

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