College and Pirates Just Don't Mix
By: Anamaria's Lil' Sidekick
and so the story continues...
Author's Note: First and most importantly, I must say that I'm terribly sorry for making you wait so long. IT'S THIS BLASTED SCHOOLWORK! You see, I've been super busy with the CRCT, and on top of that, I had to do my school "Olympic Week" thing (like Field Day), and my teachers are piling tests on top of us like crazy now! Bah! So...yeah, I've been extremely busy and such. Anywho, I hope you like this story, maybe even more than the first one. 'Tis dedicated to all reviewers from "Wow! Pirates in 2005!" ENJOY!
"Will, whay are you looking like that?" Elizabeth M. Swann asked as she adjusted the stubborn red cap on her head.
"I'm just...confused." Turner replied, sitting down on his soft cushy bed in his long silky red gown.
"About what?" Liz asked, sitting down next to him.
"About the fact that I saw my dog yesterday...watching the spanish channel like I would watch the football game. He was all into it."
Liz nodded. "Yeah, that's..." She stopped abruptly and locked her widened eyes on Will's confused face, "Uh, hon? You don't have a dog."
They locked eyes, chocolate-to-chocolate, "You know what? I really don't, do I?"
"No, you really don't. So, tell me, wht exactly did this "dog" look like?"
"Well," Turner sighed, "it was sitting on the floor, not facing me, so I didn't see its face. But it was hairy and grey with itty bitty paws and sharp nails. It looked to be about the size of a vollyeball, but not round like one, so I figured it was a puppy or something. Oh! And it had a long pink tail with no hair on it, so it must have gooten shaved."
"Hmm." Liz thought over the description that her boyfriend had just given her. What on Earth could it be? Once realization finally struck her, Elizabeth gaped and sqealed, "Love, oh my gosh! That wasn't a dog!"
Turner quirked an eyebrow, "Puppy?"
"No!" Swann replied.
Will was confused, "Um...Chinchilla?"
"Then what was it?"
Will let her words soak in before his eyes bugged in horror, they rolled to the back of his head, and he fell backwards onto his unmade bed in a faint.
"Honestly, Jack, and you say blondes are dumb?" Anamaria questioned sarcastically as she stood behind said male while he attempted to write his grad speech.
"What? This stuff is hard to figure out; one wrong move and the world will experience a horrific tragedy!" Sparrow replied, staring up at her from his spot in his green computer chair.
"Oh, wow," She rolled her eyes, "and how's that gonna cause a tragedy, my love?"
"Because! If I don't graduate, I won't become a world-known rapper, and the world will never get to see my gorgeous face on television; that's a major trauma right there for all female teens!"
"No, that's just drama; now write!"
"What do I write about?" Sparrow asked in frustration, throwing his paper and pencil down onto the desk. "Mimi, please help me write this speech."
Anamaria shook her head, "No, I've helped you on everything you've done this past year; it's time for you to walk on your own two feet."
"True," He agreed. "but, you owe me for cutting off my swim trunks at Will Smith's pool party."
"Hey!" She shouted, pointing an accusing finger at Jack, "The only reason I did that, dear captain, was because you made me looke like Tinkie Winkie with that horrid swimsuit that you picked out for me!"
"Peach, I'm sorry."
"Stop with the whole 'peach' thing! Do I look like a fruit to you, Sparrow? Huh, huh, huh?"
Jack backed away, "No, you look like...like..."
"Like what, a veggitable?"
"No! No, you don't-"
"Ugh! You're calling me fat!"
Sparrow quirked an eyebrow, "Really? I don't remember saying that."
"You're implying it!"
"By giving me a food pet name, you pig!"
"Love, I didn't-"
"SHUT UP!" Anamaria screeched; Jack immediately closed his mouth, "Now write." Her voice was deadly, as were her glaring eyes.
"Well, I'm going to find something to eat first; I didn't eat breakfast yet. You want some crackers or something?"
"Oh! So now I need to go on a diet? Is that what you're getting at? Why do you get the meal and I gotta have the crackers?" Ana placed her hands firmly on her hips and tapped her foot. Jack shook his head furiously.
"No, no, no. I meant-"
"SHUT UP, SPARROW!"
"Gollee, man, you're-"
"Now I look like a man?"
"Mimi, no, that was a big-"
"You're calling me a fat man! Oh, I am so outta here." She took her red cap, put on her boots, and headed for Jack's bedroom door; Jack jumped in front of her.
"Mimi I didn't-"
"Move." Her voice was cold, causing Jack to cower, but he stood his ground and said with a firm voice,
"I. Said. Move. Jack." Ana grinded.
"Nah, I don't think I will."
Ana threw her cap down in aggrivation, "Fro goodness sake, Jake, will-!"
Sparrow couldn't take anymore and decided to shut her up the only way he could at the moment; he kissed her.
Author's Note: I know, it's awful for me to leave it right there, but, that's all I could write at the moment b/c I'm not suppose to be on the computer right now. Well see you soon, loves! Oh, btw, I don't know how a grad. ceremony goes, so it may seem off. Sorry about that. Anywho, see ya next chappie, whenever that will be. OH! Before I get like a thousand confuzzled questions in my reviews, Ana's whole "you think I'm fat" thing will be explained in chapter two. TA!