(Pearl)

I was 15 when I met my frist real Pirate.

I was aboard the DaTaniel, cruising along the caribbean - I couldn't exactly remember the reason for this venture of ours, but I do remember that the DaTaniel was the grandest ship on this side of the penisula. Not only were it's defences top-notch, it was also very fast, in case we came across any Pirates - which you can never say when it could happen.

Right then, I was supposed to be fast asleep in my luxury cabin. There was only a few hours to dawn and I was standing on the starboard, gazing out at the horizon - wondering what it would be like to meet a Pirate.

I remember meeting a lady Pirate a long time ago - I couldnt even remember how old I was when met her. She was very pretty with blond hair that was as fair as snow, eyes like the depth of the deepest ocean and tanned like an indian. She was really beautiful and she told me many a stories about her ventures for treasure, the wonderful - and sometimes dangerous - adventures that came along with being a Pirate.

Her stories had captivated me soo much. Made me want to have an adventure just like that, to be as free as a Pirate, do whatever I wish to do and not be confined in a fluffy pink gown and always act royal. Okay, so maybe not a fluffy pink gown, but an un-breathable tight corset and looking pretty all the time. If I'm a Pirate, I wouldn't have to put up with any of that.

Anyways, there I was standing on the starboard, leaning against the railing, staring off at the horizon, my mind lost deep in my thoughts, and waiting for the sun to rise - it was only a few hours to dawn.

"Evening Mi Lady, but might I ask what a fine young class such as yourself doing out here so..." A sailor walked upto me, startling me out of my review. He paused looking up at the sky before he continued ",Early in the morning. Quite too early to be up and about."

I whirled around to face the sailor who has startled me. For some reason, seeing him, brought back to me the word I had been fantasizing about - Pirate. With his hair braided into tiny locks. A bandana kept his hair from falling to his face and he had on a 3-cone hat. Even his beard was braided into two braids. He was rather tanned - surely from working outside so much - but was quite handsome.

"Waiting for the sun to rise, Mr. Ur-" I struttered. Then regretting to address a stranger by his name. That was pretty stupid on my account.

"Jack Sparrow, mi lady." He said helpfully, when I fumbled through my brain if I remembered this sailors name.

My eye lit up. I always loved meeting new strangers. And he was a sailor to boot. They always had the most amazing tales to tell. Though there tales in the seas are interesting, it's always more interesting to meet sailors who can tell me tales about meeting scary pirates. And this sailor looks like he's met many pirates - because he looked like one too.

"Mr. Sparrow..." I started before I trailed off. Would this be a bad time to ask what was on my mind?

"Yes? That's me." He said with a drunken looking smile - could he be drunk?

That'll be great - no, beyond great. It'll be awesome. This way I can ask him about pirates.

Laughing I turned back to lean over the sea, facing the horizom again. "Well... I was wondering, you being a sailor and all..." I started, pausing every once in a while - Unsure whether this was a bad idea after all. "Have you met any Pirates Mr. Sparrow?" I asked in one breath.

Jack Sparrow, who had joined me at the railing, staring off at the horizon, now looked at me with a big question mark over his head.

"May I ask, my bonnie lass, what might your name be?" He asked me suspiciously.

I know that since he graced me with his name, that I should tell him mine. But... I didn't want to. It was nothing against saying him my name, it was the fact I didn't want him to know that I'm the princess.

"You are better off not knowing," I commented dryly, looking away from him and down at the waves created by the ship. "But you can address me in any way you please, it wouldn't make a difference." I added with a careless shrug. Of course, then I didn't know how much of a difference it would make. Had I know, I probably wouldn't have said such a thing.

Or... maybe not. Since I loved what followed too much.

Sure it was as scary as hell, but worth every second of it. And yes, the said thing that were about to follow wouldn't be happening for another 10 years, so I was very unaware until then.

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