k, here's chapter three (and I'm sorry for all the e-mails some of you got from favoriting it. The title didn't want to stay underlined.) Um....I know this one is kind of rushed and short, but I promise, the next chapter will be better.
Enjoy the Story and review if you want to ^ ^
Lyrics (c) Disney, Idea (c) Video on Youtube
No chance, no way, I won't say it, no, no
You swoon, you sigh, Why deny it, uh-oh
It's too cliché, I won't say I'm in love
Love is Cliché
Eleven thirty the next morning found Chelsea rushing through her farm work. Bessie and Daisy became irritated quickly because of Chelsea's rushing. Neither heifer enjoyed their udders being tugged at impatiently. The hens were uninterested in Chelsea running around. Bandit, her dog, barked and chased after her as she chased after Bullet, her horse, who seemed against being caught by his owner.
~Meanwhile~
Shea was waiting in a tree by the entrance of the Jungle. He decided he was going to surprise Chelsea by jumping down when he saw her. Wada had said it was a bad idea because most people do not expect someone to jump out of a tree. Shea had scoffed and walked away.
"Chelsea not like others. She friends with Shea," he thought as he waited.
He looked up into the sky and saw that the sun was almost to the center of the sky. He looked to the bridge and his heart skipped a beat when he saw her bright red bandana in the distance. He crouched down a little and made sure not to make a sound.
Chelsea crossed the bridge and Shea smiled to himself. She looked around confused for a minute before deciding to go to her left, right below the tree Shea was hiding in. He twisted in the tree as she walked under it and quickly swung down after she was on the other side.
When she stopped, Shea was surprised. He never made a noise when he dropped. Her left ear twitched and she glanced over her shoulder with a smirk.
"Hello Shea," she said as she turned to face him.
Shea rose slowly with a surprised look on his face. None of his prey ever heard him, what made her different?
"You ok Shea?" she asked with a sudden look of concern.
"You heard me?" he asked, frustrated with himself.
"No. I just felt like there was someone behind me," she said smiling.
He sighed. He knew what it was like to feel like he was being watched. But he was much more relieved that Chelsea hadn't heard him. He was never heard, and he didn't want to have it start now.
"So are you gonna teach me to hunt now?" she asked.
With a smile, Shea nodded and grabbed her wrist, leading her away.
Chelsea caught on to the lesson on hunting very quickly. She was climbing trees and pouncing on Shea before it was even one thirty. They had a lot of fun chasing each other and playing hunter versus prey. Shea won every time, but Chelsea was still on the ground in fits of the giggles.
"Chelsea happy?" Shea asked with a hopeful smile on his face.
"Of course Shea. That is why I'm laughing so much," she said smiling warmly at him.
"Chelsea being happy makes me happy," Shea said smiling with his eyes closed.
Chelsea found that Shea was a man who acted like a child when he spoke. Through his actions however, he was a feral cat. He hunted with precision and he was so quiet, Chelsea could only guess where he was. Half the time she was wrong, so she was happy she wasn't his dinner.
Shea looked up at the sky and stood up. "Must be going. Need to hunt for Wada."
"But it's not very late. Can't you stay for a little while longer?" Chelsea asked as she leaned up onto her elbows.
"What am I saying? I can't be in love again already.....Can I?" she thought. She shook the thought from her head, laughing at it.
"No. I need to hunt. Wada be angry if no food," he responded, unhooking his knife.
"Ok. Then I will see you tomorrow?" she asked, her voice sounding hopeful.
Shea nodded and ran off quickly and quietly. Chelsea smiled after him and stood up, brushing herself off.
"No. Shea is a friend. Nothing more. Just a friend," She thought as she walked out of the Jungle.
