Yay! Another PotC fan fiction! This is the second one I started write. I am currently on chapter five in this one. I'm also on chapter five in my third fan fiction, which I haven't titled yet, and writing a one-shot. I'll get everything posted and updated whenever I have time, so please just be patient.

Since When Do My Wishes Come True?

Chapter 1: Girl Meets Pirate

"Now, bring me that horizon." Jack Sparrow looked down at his compass. He hummed. "And really bad eggs. Drink up me hearties. Yo ho!"

I sighed happily. That was my favorite line in the whole movie. Although there were some close seconds and thirds. I was up in my room, putting the best DVD ever back into its case when my mom called me down for dinner.

"Coming!" I called down the stairs. I looked at my bedroom walls, covered in posters. Pirates of the Caribbean posters, to be exact. My favorite one has both Jack and Will and I have it on the wall by my door, right above the light switch.

I did what I normally do before exiting the room: kiss Will, then – saving the best for last, of course – Jack.

In a happy mood, I waltzed – well, not really – down the stairs and into the kitchen. I sat down at the table where my dad was already seated. "What're we having?" I asked.

"Pizza," said my mom, setting it down in the middle of the table. "And corn." She set that down, too.

I took a couple slices, set one on my plate, and took a bite out of the other one.

"Hayden, eat some corn," my mom said, sitting down.

"I'm disinclined to acquiesce to your request," I replied, taking another bite of pizza.

"That's enough of that! Your obsession with that dumb movie has gone far enough! You quote it all the time, you watch it even more than your quote it, you've got clothes and notebooks and folders of it. I've tried waiting patiently for this all to end, but it hasn't and I'm tired of waiting. I want you to go to your room and don't come out until you're over!"

Whoa! My mom hasn't exploded on me in a long time. "Fine," I said, and left. Taking the pizza I was eating with me. She didn't object.

I finished it quickly on the way up to my room.

If my mom thinks a little yelling will stop me from watching or having anything to do with Pirates of the Caribbean, she's sadly mistaken. Even if I actually tried, I couldn't force myself to stop. I love it too much.

I plopped down on my bed, not bothering to change out of my clothes – a black and gray striped skirt and a matching V-neck top. I like striped things; they remind me of pirates.

Sigh.

I wish Pirates of the Caribbean was real. I wish it really happened, and I wish I were a part of it. That would be awesome. If I could at least meet Jack Sparrow, my life would be complete.

Well, maybe not complete, but I'd be happy.

I yawned. How did I get so sleepy all of a sudden? I closed my eyes and fell asleep almost instantly. The last thing I saw was my favorite Jack Sparrow poster hanging on my ceiling.

I woke up the next morning. My bed didn't feel quite right. I opened my eyes and saw my Jack poster was gone.

Oh my God! Did my mom come into my room last night and take everything?!

I sat up and realized that I was not even in my room. Everything was…plain. Where exactly was I?

I exited the small room and found myself in a hallway with five other doors and a staircase on my left. I went down the stairs. I passed two more doors and came to a lobby-looking area. I saw a door at the other side of the room, and thought that might be the way out.

I opened the door, but before I could see where I was, a guy behind a counter said, "You need to pay before can leave, miss." I jumped about a foot in the air. I hadn't seen him there before.

He was a short, fat man with dirty blonde hair and was wearing a white shirt and a brown vest.

"Um…" I didn't have any money with me. My parents put practically all my money in the bank "for college". Just because I'm seventeen doesn't mean I want to think about college yet. "Where am I?" I asked.

"You're in my inn."

"Yes, I realize that, but where?" Yeah, so what if I'm stalling. I don't know how I got here or how I'm going to pay, but I at least want to know where the heck I am."

"Port Royal, miss," he answered. "Now please pay your fee as I am trying to run a business here."

I bolted out the door I had opened. And ran right into someone. "Sorry, love. S'my fault." His voice was familiar. Very familiar. He helped me up and I came face to face with none other than Jack Sparrow!

Well, this couldn't be a dream, seeing as how my butt hurt from the landing. "Jack Sparrow," I whispered.

He was about to say something when the innkeeper yelled, "Get back here!" And then appeared in the doorway. I jumped back and Jack looked at me questioningly. "One of you," he said looking back and forth between us, "I don't care which, is going to pay for your" – he looked back at me – "room! I am not afraid to turn you in if you don't."

I turned and ran, not even sure where I was going. I mean, they hadn't shown much of Port Royal in the movie. But I heard footsteps behind me and they were gaining. He's going to catch me and turn me in! What am I going to do? Surely they wouldn't hang me just for not paying for a room…but I'm not that sure about that.

I footsteps got closer and closer until he grabbed me and I screamed. He put his hand over my mouth to stifle the scream and, to my relief it was Jack. I stopped screaming and he dropped his hand. He pulled me into an ally.

I looked at him disbelievingly, trying to keep myself from drooling. He's even hotter in person. And he's got his hand on my arm! He's touching me!! Omigodomigodomigod!!!!

He didn't say anything for a minute; he just stood there looking at me. Then he grinned, as if he what I was thinking about him, and said, "Wha's your name, love?"

I stared at him, trying to form words. He called me "love"! Twice! "Umabuhhhh…" I shook my head to clear my thoughts. "I'm Hayden Black," I finally said. 'Your future wife' is what I wanted to add. But I refrained myself from doing so.

"Well," he said, "if I heard you correctly back there I'd say you know me." He looked at me more closely. "Have we met before? In Tortuga, perhaps?"

I laughed. "No, we haven't met before. But, ah, I've seen you before, is all." Even if I told him the truth, he wouldn't believe me. So why bother...At least for now.

Jack let go of my arm and walked out of the ally. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have some business to attend to."

"Great," I said. "I'll come with you."

"Suit yourself."

Well, there's chapter one. I hope you enjoyed it. Please read and review! I need reviews! I will post chapter two as soon as I can. I will also hopefully be posting chapter eight of Dreams in the Caribbean as soon as I finish typing it up. I have it saved on my school server, and I'm not at school right now. I'm at my grandparents. So I won't be able to update that until sometime next week. Please forgive me; I know it's taken me forever!

I don't think chapter two of this story is as good as the rest of them, but please, when I post it, just wait and give it a chance. I really like chapter three. And chapter four. And chapter five, so far.

But PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!