Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean, Jack Sparrow, Gibbs or
the Black Pearl. *Sigh* But I do own Nicola, so don't steal her! She'll be
very mad if you do!
A/N: This fic is set about a year after PotC, and as I'm sure you've guessed, it's about a runaway girl who happens to meet Jack Sparrow, and their adventures ensue from there. Don't forget to r&r, I would really like to know what you think. Just don't be too mean, ok?
Heaven is a Place in the Caribbean
Chapter One-The wedding preparations
"Nicola? You have to come out some time. Dinner is almost ready, perhaps we can discuss the wedding while we are eating, hmm?" Nicola stubbornly kept the door shut. She refused to marry that prancy boy whom her parents had chosen for her. Alexander Worthington was simply too perfect for her. She already had a perfect life, a perfect home, perfect hair and a perfect smile...at least, that's what all of the men she had been set up with had told her. The last thing she wanted was a perfect husband. So she refused to talk about the wedding and pretended it wasn't going to happen, which, if she had her way, it wouldn't.
"Please come out, Nicola. You know, I do not approve of an arranged marriage either, but you know what your father is like. He cannot bear to have two daughters who are not married by twenty five years old."
She was referring to Nicola's older sister, Juliette, who had ran away to Tortuga two years ago when she was forced to be engaged. Nicola had always envied her sister, who was prepared to go to extreme lengths to get what she wanted.
"Nicola, listen." Her mother continued desperately, "If you are still unhappy with the situation in a couple of years, you can divorce him and say he threatened to sell you as a slave or something. Then, not only will you have your freedom again, but you will also have all the men after you wanting to comfort you. How does that sound?"
Wow, Nicola thought, Mother sure knows how to plan a future.
"No. I want to have my freedom now."
Nicola's mother sighed. "Well, if you change your mind, I will be in the formal dining room. The Worthington's are coming to dine with us."
"Great, stupid Alexander will be pestering me again with his complements and insisting he shows me the new piece of music he learned on the piano." Nicola sighed. "How can you show a person a new piece of music? I thought you had to use your ears..."
A/N: This fic is set about a year after PotC, and as I'm sure you've guessed, it's about a runaway girl who happens to meet Jack Sparrow, and their adventures ensue from there. Don't forget to r&r, I would really like to know what you think. Just don't be too mean, ok?
Heaven is a Place in the Caribbean
Chapter One-The wedding preparations
"Nicola? You have to come out some time. Dinner is almost ready, perhaps we can discuss the wedding while we are eating, hmm?" Nicola stubbornly kept the door shut. She refused to marry that prancy boy whom her parents had chosen for her. Alexander Worthington was simply too perfect for her. She already had a perfect life, a perfect home, perfect hair and a perfect smile...at least, that's what all of the men she had been set up with had told her. The last thing she wanted was a perfect husband. So she refused to talk about the wedding and pretended it wasn't going to happen, which, if she had her way, it wouldn't.
"Please come out, Nicola. You know, I do not approve of an arranged marriage either, but you know what your father is like. He cannot bear to have two daughters who are not married by twenty five years old."
She was referring to Nicola's older sister, Juliette, who had ran away to Tortuga two years ago when she was forced to be engaged. Nicola had always envied her sister, who was prepared to go to extreme lengths to get what she wanted.
"Nicola, listen." Her mother continued desperately, "If you are still unhappy with the situation in a couple of years, you can divorce him and say he threatened to sell you as a slave or something. Then, not only will you have your freedom again, but you will also have all the men after you wanting to comfort you. How does that sound?"
Wow, Nicola thought, Mother sure knows how to plan a future.
"No. I want to have my freedom now."
Nicola's mother sighed. "Well, if you change your mind, I will be in the formal dining room. The Worthington's are coming to dine with us."
"Great, stupid Alexander will be pestering me again with his complements and insisting he shows me the new piece of music he learned on the piano." Nicola sighed. "How can you show a person a new piece of music? I thought you had to use your ears..."