Spring 7

...Ladies and gentlemen!...

...you've all been waiting for...

...In this corner...

...the disputed...

...Villain in the world...

...Slim Shady!

Chelsea jolted up from her peaceful sleep.

...Now where's the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers?

I noticed there's so many of of them and there's really not that many of us,

Ladies love us, my posse's kickin' up dust,

It's on till the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk.

Normally Chelsea would shut off the radio alarm clock, but she left Crack a Bottle by Eminem on. She trudged to kitchen in search of breakfast. She had run out of pancake ingredients the day before and forgot to get more because she was hanging out with Denny. She would say they were almost a couple. She absent-mindedly open the refrigerator, even though she knew nothing was in there besides a quarter of a stick of butter.

So crack a bottle,

Let your body waddle.

Don't act like a snobby model

You just hit the lotto

Uh oh, Uh oh, bitches hopping in my Tahoe

Got one riding shotgun and no not one of 'em got clothes

Chelsea sighed. It wasn't like could a stick of butter for breakfast. Maybe she could just go to Denny's and have breakfast there. She wandered into the bathroom and turned on the shower. She looked at her flawless face, and blew a kiss at her reflection. The piece of hair she had cut still hung in the middle of her face, but she didn't mind it much. She examined her reflection. She had a small frame, delicate shoulders, and a slight muscle build. Her posture was always good due to her ballet training. Her chest wasn't much, just simple B cups, unlike her friend Julia. Chelsea examined her perky butt, which had always been her best feature. She stepped into the steamy shower, relaxing her overworked muscles.

Mark woke up to Eminem and the sounds of the shower in the bathroom. He turned off the horrid music that Chelsea had been listening to. He wandered into the kitchen expecting breakfast like every morning. Nothing. The table wasn't even set. His stomach growled as he began to get dressed. Mark walked outside and began to tend to the crops. Chelsea came out as he watered the last plant. "Perfect timing, Chelsea. I just finished watering all of them." Mark said in an annoyed tone. "Sorry I was in the shower." She said. He sighed and leaned on his hoe. "How about we go to diner and get food? I'll buy." Chelsea said trying to make it up to him. "Let's go.". They walked down the bridge to Verdure island and to the Diner.

They sat down and ordered their breakfast, talking about the Goddess Festival. "Lanna asked me a few days ago." Mark said "Are you and Denny going?". "I dunno, he hasn't asked yet." Chelsea said quickly, looking at the floor. "Here's your bill." Nick said bringing a piece of paper to them. Chelsea shifted through her rucksack looking for her wallet and money. Instead of her money, she pulled out a white envelope. "What's that?" Mark asked. Chelsea shrugged and opened it. She pulled out a little card that said 'Goddess Festival?'-xoxo Denny. Chelsea gasped, stood up, and ran out the door. She sprinted all the way to Denny's house. "Yes!" She said breaking down Denny's door. Chelsea ran up to her crush and jumped into his arms. "So you got it, huh?" Denny said, "I put it in there a day or two ago.". "Really? I must not have noticed." Chelsea said, still hugging Denny. "Do you have your dance ready?" he asked. Chelsea nodded. "Can you show me?" "No! Its gonna be a surprise." She said. "Please?" "No!". Denny sighed and kissed the top of her head. "How was fishing this morning?" Chelsea asked. "Ok, i guess." He said with a sigh "we should probably go to Meadow island now.". "Is your brother coming?" Denny asked. "He should be coming. Lanna and him are going together.". Denny remained silent. They left Denny's tiny cottage and made their way over to Meadow island.

Mark made his way over to cafe over the bridge. Lanna and him had made plans to meet there. "Mark!" Lanna said hugging him. Her long hair was up in a ponytail, and she had a track suit on. "What's with the outfit?" Mark said. "I have my dance costume under this, Silly!".

"Oh. You're totally gonna win.." He said, smiling at her. "You think?" "Positive.". Lanna giggled. They walked over to the boat and began to make their way to Meadow island.

Elliot, Julia, Natalie, Nathan, Pierre, Sabrina, Vaughn, and other people that lived on the island had shown up for the festival. There was a large stage, adorned with aqua blue and teal flowers. In front of the stage there was a judges' panel. Chelsea shuddered with excitement. She knew she was gonna win. She knew it. "Well, i'm going to go change into my dance outfit." Chelsea said. "If i don't see you before you dance, good luck. I know you'll win." Denny said hugging her. "Thanks"Chelsea went behind the stage to the small dressing room where everyone was getting ready. Julia had on a flowing white dress and was sitting in front of a mirror, lining her eyes with makeup. Felicia was in the corner, attempting to do Natalie's hair, but Natalie wouldn't stop squirming. Sabrina was going over some dance moves and softly humming to herself. Chelsea changed into a shimmery black cami that was lined with white crystals and matching booty shorts. She felt under dressed compared to everyone else. When she emerged from the changing room Lanna walked into the dressing room. She was in a hot pink track suit. Quickly Lanna unzip her sweats, to reveal a ridiculously sparkly dress that must have cost a fortune. "Does everyone like my outfit?" Lanna announced. "Oh my Goddess, Lanna you look great!" Julia exclaimed. "Your outfit is so bare Chelsea. You should've worn a dress." Lanna complained. "Actually, this what real dancers wear. If i would have worn what you did, i couldn't do half my routine." Chelsea said with a dramatic eye roll, then began to apply some eyeshadow. I'm not under dressed, I'm actually dressed correctly! Chelsea thought to herself. She grabbed her iPod and shoved her headphones in her ears and put Nicki Minaj on.

Bitches ain't shit and they ain't sayin' nothin'

A hundred muthafuckas can't tell me nothin'

She continued to apply makeup. "Five more minutes girls!" Felicia said, still attempting to do something with Natalie's hair. Chelsea sighed, then began to stretch. "Chelsea, you're on last, sweetheart." Felicia informed her. "Of course I'm on last." She said reaching for her right foot.

Five minutes later, the five girls and Felicia were standing on the right exit wing of the stage. "Girls, you should know to exit off the left side and I introduce you then wait exactly three seconds for your music to start. Do this for the Harvest Goddess, girls. Please, don't just do this to win.". They all nodded, ignoring what she said. They all had came to win, except for Sabrina, who had come because her father made her. Lanna went out first. She wasn't great for being a famous pop star, and messed up twice. Her music ended, and she march off of stage in a fit of tears. Julia was next, then Sabrina. They were both ok, but Sabrina fell attempting a cartwheel. Natalie was after them. Half way through though she messed up, got frustrated, and stomped off stage. "Well...are you ready Sweetheart?" Felicia said with a warm smile. Chelsea nodded. She strolled out to the middle of the stage. This was the part she hated. Everyone's eyes boring into her, waiting, watching. She laid down and crossed her ankles, her starting pose. One, two, three... Radioactive by Imagine Dragons began to play.

I'm waking up to ash and dust I wipe my brow and sweat my rust,

I'm breathing in the chemicals.

Chelsea flowed through the dance with ease. Arabesque, pliƩ, batterie, battu, she thought, Breath...arch...point your toes for Goddess's sake! She was half way through her dance, and she hadn't messed up once.

I'm waking up!

I feel it in my bones, enough to make my system grow.

Welcome to the new age, to the new age...

Whoa, Oh, I'm radioactive, radioactive.

Whoa, Oh I'm radioactive, radioactive!

Breathlessly, she ended her dance. Her heart was pounding, the audience was applauding. She had won. She knew it. Chelsea strutted to the left side of the stage, disappearing behind the curtain. She was immediately greeted with a hug by Denny. "You did you good!" He said spinning her. "Water" Chelsea panted. Denny grabbed her a water bottled, and she chugged it down. Chelsea sat down and breathed noisily. "Where's everyone else?" She asked after a moment. "There all in the dressing room comforting Lanna.". "Good, 'cuz she sucked." Chelsea mumbled. "I think you won." Denny said, putting his arm around Chelsea. "I think I won too.". He smiled and kissed her.

" I did terrible!" Lanna sobbed. "I hate dance!". "I thought you did...good!" Mark said. "How could you say that!? I messed up twice!" She whined. "Well at least you can do a cartwheel..." He said, trying to calm her down. Lanna sniffed and wiped her eyes. "Yeah. At least I can do a cartwheel." Sabrina sat in the corner, wiping of the thin layer of makeup she had up on. Chelsea walked in hand in hand with Denny. Mark got up and high fived his sister. "You rocked, Chels." He said quietly, then lightly punched her on the shoulder. "Chelsea! You looked so beautiful dancing!" Eliza said to her. "You're my hero." Eliza said, hugging Chelsea. "Aw, thanks Eliza." Chelsea said hugging the girl back. "What about me, Eliza?" Lanna said. "Nope. You weren't as pretty as Chelsea." Eliza said, shaking her head. Lanna's eyes flashed with rage. She mustered up her best fake laugh."Ahahaha, kids." Lanna said. "Whatever...I'm hardly a kid." Eliza said leaving, her curls bouncing with every step. Chelsea changed back into black sweats and tight red long sleeve shirt. "Wanna go to the beach?" Denny asked her. "Sure.".

The sun was setting, but the weather was still warm. Denny and Chelsea were laying on the sands of the tiny island. A soft breeze blew, ruffling Chelsea's ponytail. She shifted her head onto Denny's chest. Denny kissed her softly. Everything seemed so perfect to Chelsea. The sound of the waves, the occasional cry of a gull. Denny kissed her aging, slipping her some tongue. They continued to kiss, and things began to get a bit heated. "Hey, let's keep it pg, guys." Mark called out to them, laughing. He approached the beach holding hands with the former pop star. Chelsea stood up and brushed the sand off of her. "Sorry." Denny said, his face a bit red. "It's cool." Mark said "ready to go Chels?". She nodded. She quickly kissed Denny goodbye. "I'm gonna walk Lanna home, is that ok?". "I don't care."Chelsea said. "Hey Chelsea you danced really good today." Lanna said. "Thanks." Chelsea said flatly. Mark elbowed her in the ribs. "Be nice!". She responded by rolling her eyes. Mark dropped Lanna off at her cottage, then the continued to walk home.

"Good job today Chelsea." Mark said as they were laying bed. "Thanks.". She was silent for a moment. "I had fun. I guess I kinda like it here.". Mark smiled. "I knew you would. G'night Chelsea."

"Good night, Mark.".

Yayyy! Its done! Hope you enjoy my words:D Just a heads, up the next chapter is gonna be rated M...Besides that, Please R&R! Thanks for reading!