Chapter 3
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Italic means thoughts, flashback, and dreams.
The day of the fair had arrived the fairgrounds had been set up with rides and games as well as food stalls, and the stage where Chelsea would be playing the role of Lady Abigail Knowles the founders wife. Ed and I were sitting in the front role video tapping. Ed was dressed in jeans a green polo shirt and black vans his warm jacket was on the seat next to me. As I was wearing dark jeans, a black long sleeve shirt, dark brown leather waterproof boots. My warm jacket with fake fur on the collar was on. I was holding a video camera up ready to press the red button.
"What's taking so long?" I asked.
"I have no idea." Ed said back.
"I know," I said. "I just wished Grams was here."
"She has her reason." Ed said putting a hand on my shoulder.
The lights in the stage booth started to dim.
"Bout time." I said pressing the record button.
The red curtain opened and there were pieces of sceneries.
"The founding of Wells," The narrator said. "Is based on myth and legend."
The stage went dark and someone screamed and caused everyone else to laugh. The lights went on the stage to show Chelsea in a beautiful white and blue dress, she saw us and wink at us, she was tied to a pole.
"Father, why have you done this to me?" Chelsea asked looking up at the ceiling she was fake crying.
A loud roar came through the stage, as a green leather dragon puppet came through the crowd fake shooting fire at us. As the dragon got on the stage, he and Chelsea froze.
"Lady Abigail Knowles father had been forced to offer up his only daughter to the foul dragon," The narrator said. "Even though Lady Abigail knew she needed to do this to save her family and people it didn't mean she was happy about it."
The dragon puppet came closer to Chelsea and started to circle her.
"My my you're a pretty one." The Puppeteer said.
"Let me go you fowl creature." Chelsea said back.
"And a sharp tongue," The Puppeteer said. "I will enjoy eating you."
The Puppeteer and Chelsea both froze again.
"A young farmer by the name James Wells," The narrator said. "Who had long love the Lady Abigail thought he could save the Lady and so he set off to save his love."
Chelsea and the Puppeteer when back to fighting with each other as Luke Sullivan when walking around the set dressed in a brown tunic and pants, brown boots and a fake sword on his hip.
"Soon my Lady Abigail I will save you from the beast." Luke Said.
"Bad acting." Ed whispered to me.
"Oh hush." I whispered back.
I knew that Ed rolled his eyes at me. I went back at him with the same thing.
The actors froze again.
"James walked for weeks following leads to find the dragon lair which was lifted with many treasures," The narrator said.
The set changed to have fake gold coins and painted gems and all shiny things.
Chelsea was still tied to the pole acting scared as the Dragon Puppeteer was circling her again.
"Release her you foul beast." Luke said suddenly coming on to stage, sword raised in front of him faking the shaking.
"Really Luke?" Ed whispered/asked.
"Shut it." I whispered back.
"You fool," Chelsea said. "Get away from here."
"Yes you fool get away," The Puppeteer said walking towards Luke. "You are truly a fool for coming here. Do you have a death wish?"
"Release her you foul beast." Luke managed to get out.
"You shall then die fool!" The Puppeteer yelled coming at Luke.
Luke side step the Puppeteer, and kept this dance going. Until Luke staged fell on to his back and the Dragon Puppet stood over him.
"With a powerful thrust James Wells slammed his sword into the foul beast belly," The narrator said.
Red pieces of paper fell on James to say it was blood. The Puppeteer let the puppet land on James and quickly slipped off stage. "And the beast was dead."
James kicked the puppet off him and walked towards Chelsea.
"My Lady." James said bowing.
"Thank you, kind sir." Chelsea said. "My father will reward you for your noble cause."
"You honor me my Lady." James said cutting the rope.
They hug each other.
"With James Wells noble cause, he and Lady Abigail were married and Lady Abigail father Lord William gave James Wells a title and a massive amount of land and such was the founding of Wells." The narrator said.
Everyone started to clap and cheer, as I ended the recording.
"Let's go and get some food." Ed said to me.
"In a few," I said back. "We need to wait for Chelsea."
"We will meet up with her in a few minutes." Ed said grabbing my hand and dragged me away from the stage booth.
"Okay spill." I said pulling free from Ed's grip.
"I just want to get some fried food." Ed said.
"That's a load of bull," I said back. "You're looking to see if you can find Peter."
"What, of course not," Ed said causing me to laugh. "I'm offended by you madam." Getting me to laugh even harder which got me to crash on to the ground.
Peter, one of Ed's few male friends that had a food booth that sold a lot of sweet from candied apples to chocolate turtles. Both Chelsea and I would tease Ed saying he had a man crush on Peter. Who would denied it the upside of it we got free sweets.
"Fine let's find him." Ed said offering me his hand quickly picked me up. We looped arms and headed to Pete's sweet booth.
As we reach the sweet booth, Chelsea was sucking on a pop. She was wearing skinny black jeans a teal sweater, her leather jacket and black boots.
"Bout time you got here." Chelsea said.
"That was fast for you Chelsea," I said. "Is Pete in?"
"What do you think?" Chelsea asked showing off a red and blue lollipop.
"Coming Ed?" I ask.
"What do you think Ari?" Ed asked.
Time lapse
"Never again am I going on that ride again." Chelsea said laying on the ground.
"Oh grow up Chelsea," I said laying down myself. "You tell me that every year."
"Let's go again." Ed said.
"No!" Both Chelsea and I yelled causing all of us to laugh.
We had just gotten off the scrambler one of the craziest but fun ride where you spin in two directions.
"I need club soda." Chelsea said.
"Fine," I said. "Let's get Chelsea her club soda."
"Ditto." Ed said.
I stood up, offering a hand to Chelsea and help her off the ground. We headed to one of the food booths, Ed suddenly pulled us to a hidden area.
"What?" I asked.
"Freddie and his group coming this way." Ed said looking behind us.
"Seriously?" I asked. "Can we slip past?"
"I think so." Ed said.
We started to walk on the other side of the path.
"Orphan!" We heard Freddie yell.
"Run." I said.
"Run." Ed said back.
We separated, running into the crowds easily losing Freddie and his group. I was suddenly thrown to the ground I looked behind me to see Freddie was on top of me.
"Get off." I growled.
"Oh I don't think so." Freddie said.
I could see in the look in Freddie's eyes and fear slipped through me.
Okay that the end of chapter 3 more is coming please tell me what you think but I would like Constructive Criticism okay.