What is it You Truly Want?

A/N: This is my first story and if you don't like it megabyte me. There, put that in your juice box and suck it HARD. And if you like this story, then ignore what I said and I will continue with the following chapters savvy??

Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean, although I wish too…there would be so much more to it. I only own Celine, Anna, and Jason, and two more future people…if you can call them people…heh.

Chapter One

American woman, stay away from me .American woman, mama let me be. Don't come hanging around my door. I don't want to see your face no more. I got more important things to do. Than spend my time growin' old with you. Now woman, stay away. American woman, listen what I say. American woman, get away from me. American woman, mama let me be. Don't come knocking around my door
I don't want to see your shadow no more. Colored lights can hypnotize. Sparkle someone else's eyes. Now woman, get away.

American woman, listen what I say. American woman, I said get way. American woman, listen what I say. Don't come hanging around my door. Don't want to see your face no more. I don't need your war machines. I don't need your ghetto scenes. Colored lights can hypnotize. Sparkle someone else's eyes. Now woman, get away. American woman, listen what I say. American woman, stay away from me. American woman, mama let me be. I gotta go. I gotta getta away.

Think I gotta go. I wanna fly away. I'm gonna leave you woman. I'm gonna leave you woman. I'm gonna leave you woman. I'm gonna leave you woman. Bye bye, bye bye. Bye bye, bye bye. American woman. You're no good for me. I'm no good for you. Looking at you right in the eye. Tell you what I'm gonna do. I'm gonna leave you woman. You know I gotta go. I'm gonna leave you woman. I gotta go. I gotta go. I gotta go. American woman. Yeah…..

His intense eyes watched her every move, every swing of the hips, how every muscle contracted and relaxed under her smooth sun-kissed skin. His lips parted slightly, completely mesmerized by the raven haired female who was taken over by the rhythm of the song. The rest of the world seemed to evaporate into thin air around him, a loud pounding beat drumming in his ears.

His once glazed over forest green eyes were now an alert vibrant green due to a harsh smack back into reality, literally. A barely audible grunt came from the now irritated male as he rubbed the back of his head gently. "Next time I call your name Jason…"the sickly sweet voice with a thick English accent belonged to the slightly tanned blonde that now stood in front of his hunched over form. She paused to make sure she had his attention, "…you come like a good little whelp." Her tone turned deadly, venom oozing out of every syllable, ready to attack him if he dared to question.

The raven haired female turned her attention to the commotion over her shoulder; a devious smile spread her full crimson lips. She watched her two best friends in amusement, Anna who happened to be annoying Jason at the moment and Jason, the poor victim of this torture. Jason had enough of this; there was one thing he could use to beat Anna, height. Anna stood at her full height with her chest pushed out, hands planted firmly on her hips, and her eyes watching his every movement, waiting for his choice in action.

The red headed male rose to his feet slowly, standing a good ten inches over the five foot five blonde in front of him. A smug grin crept upon his lips, knowing that he had something against her and used it to his advantage. Anna's daring smile turned into an annoyed frown, she suddenly dropped to the floor and kicked his legs out from under him. Jason landed straight on his back; let's just say that it didn't feel too good to land on the sun warmed stone like deck, his mind saw trying to piece together what the hell just happened in those few seconds. The now beaming blonde was quite satisfied with her choice of action; she waltzed her way over to the other female with a certain bounce in her step.

"So Celine what do you think?" Anna questioned her friend with confidence clearly in her tone. "Well..." she began, "I don't think it would be wise to try and cross you Blondie." Her voice dripped with a thick French accent that couldn't be hidden. The blonde nodded slightly, satisfied with the answer, and left the other female to her thoughts. The raven haired woman let her gaze land on the wheel of her pride and joy, Caribbean's Cutlass, an 

ebony yacht that was a graduation present from her father and uncle. Every since the day she received this precious gift she has taken care of it as if it was her baby. The Caribbean's Cutlass was one hundred eighty five feet long, equipped with seven bedrooms, three full bathrooms, a living room, a workout room, a kitchen, a movie room, a greenhouse room, a Jacuzzi , a control room, top of the line security system, and solar panels installed in the front deck. It held Jason's Jet Ski and a speedboat that happened to belong to her beloved friend Anna. Anna was very protective of her pretty little boat, The Devil's Greed was her child and if anyone had a problem with that they would have to take it up with her.

Celine pressed the button next to the steering wheel on the right side, putting the boat on autopilot. She made her way over to the sound system where her solar powered iPod was on pause, she pushed the play button with satisfying click. The all too familiar beat blasted through the speakers. She mouthed the words to the song, Fergalicious by Fergie. Wanting to feel the sun's warmth all over her skin, she slipped off her jean shorts, only leaving her favorite dark red bikini that showed off her perfectly toned tan body. Well her mother always used to say 'treat your body like a temple', that had been permanently sketched into her brain. Celine was never afraid to eat what she wanted whether it was an apple or candy, it didn't matter. Speaking of candy, a bag of skittles didn't sound too bad right now, having the freedom to move about the yacht, that was exactly what she was going to get.

With that settled in her mind she walked quickly over to the stairs led to the kitchen that was below deck. Her hand gripped the railing of the stairs which had been a sturdy stainless steel pole; she felt shivers rush through her body as her fingers ran across cool metal. Descending with haste, she opened the wide door that led to the kitchen; she felt her bare feet touch the ice cold tile flooring. She was a woman on a mission, as she swung open a red door with black trim around the edges, her eyes landed on the prize. Her greedy hands snatched a bag before swinging the door shut. She side stepped to the right, in front of her was the LG stainless steel four door French door refrigerator. She opened up one of the French doors and grabbed a Lipton diet citrus green tea. She noticed a large smoky grey lump of fur snoring softly on top of the counter next to the fridge; she shrugged her shoulders obviously not caring.

"Heeyy…Celine could you grab me a Klondike bar Please??" Jason whined as he cocked his head to the side to look at her through the pass through window that allowed him to see her response. Celine let a sigh escape her lips as she bent over slightly, opened and shut the freezer drawer to get his request. Walking through the kitchen swinging door, the change from cold black tile to warm soft white carpet was comforting. Her two best friends were sitting comfortably on the red suede couch. Celine threw the packaged item to the lazy redhead; a sly smirk crept upon her lips as the bar smacked him in the face. She took her seat quietly on a comfortable black leather rotatable chair and propped her feet up on the arm rest.

Jason shot up shouting "Holy hamburgers of Christ!" an unidentified small green object whizzed by his head. He snapped his head in the direction of his attacker and another yellow skittle was thrown but this time it hit its mark, literally. Anna's ice blue eyes glared at him with every fiber of her being. "Don't take the Lord's name in vain, God Damnit!" she barked viciously at Jason. Celine's eyes widened ever so slightly and her jaw dropped "Annabelle Page Torrington I am appalled" she said in a motherly tone. "Oh shut up besides you are the one to talk Miss Whips and Chains." Anna shot back, she hated when Celine would say her full name, it reminded her of her mother, and she shuddered at that thought. Jason raised an eyebrow and turned his attention to Celine. "Well…that's interesting" he said to her in pure amusement.

The raven haired female glared dangerously at the highly amused blonde, a dark blush was creeping upon her cheeks, she rose from the leather chair. "Vous râlez qui a été censé être un secret!" she growled menacingly low through her teeth, she dropped the unopened bag of skittles carelessly. "Vous améliorez la course maintenant" Celine slowly inched her way to Anna with her hands balled up in to fists. The blonde just started throwing skittles at the pissed French woman, she inched backwards to the edge of the couch. "Course." Celine spoke with venom dripping from the simple word. Anna flipped over the couch, darted in to the kitchen with the bag of skittles still in hand. Celine looked like a lioness about to kill her prey; she stalked off to the kitchen.

She carefully pushed open the swinging door, Anna jumped in front of Celine, squirting a can of Cool Whip all over her face. Celine grabbed her ankles and pulled her forward, causing Anna to fall. She grabbed the weapon and filled Anna's red shorts with the cold sweet white substance; a high pitched squeal came from the blonde. Anna quickly crawled to the fridge, swung open the door and pulled out the first thing she could get her hands on, which happened to be red JELL-O that wasn't quite done yet, she took her ammo poured it on Celine's head.



The cool slimly red liquid slid down her back and front, getting in to her swimsuit top and bottoms. The somewhat annoyed female wiped the red liquid from her eyes to look at Anna's smirking face. The fridge door was open still so Celine snatched two green Monsters and slammed the door shut using her hip "Now you're in for it." Celine had a wide Cheshire cat smile plastered on her face with an evil glint in her blue and gold eyes. Anna squeaked, her eyes widened and she made a run for it but ended up slipping on the red JELL-O.

Suddenly a huge furry creature jumped on Celine from behind, off the counter; she fell on the left side of her face. Her cheek was pressed roughly against the tile because of the weight, irritation written all over her face. She looked over her tan shoulder to see her hundred pound Great Dane Husky mix, Cody looking at her, sitting on her back, wagging his tail. A genuine smile spread across her now relaxed face, she could never be mad at that dog, come on look at that face. Big honey brown eyes, a black and white spotted pink nose, a puppy like face, and his head cocked to the side, that's cute. "Come on mon mouvement de bébé, mama needs to get up" she purred sweetly to the pup, he stepped off her carefully, making sure not to hurt his 'mama'.

Celine gripped the refrigerator for support and pulled herself up; taking careful steps she moved towards Anna and stuck her hand out to her distraught friend lying on the floor. "Truce?" she asked blankly as Anna gladly accepted her hand and pulled herself up using Celine's weight. The two females' eyes connected for a moment and both erupted in uncontrollable laughter. A slow clap could be heard in the background, Anna and Celine turned their attention to Jason who had watched the whole thing through the pass through window and now was clapping because of the lovely performance. "Bravo! Bravo! That was such a fantastic show!" he shouted with glee, then laughed mockingly at them. The girls glanced at each other and had the same idea; they would get their revenge tonight when Jason was asleep and defenseless.

To be continued

A/N: "Vous râlez qui a été censé être un secret!" means "You bitch, that was supposed to be a secret!"

"Vous améliorez la course maintenant" means "You better run now"

"Course" means "Run"

"Come on mon mouvement de bébé, mama needs to get up" means "Come on my baby move, mama needs to get up"

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