Chapter 2: The Girls
"Bye Karen, bye Daddy, bye Toby!!!" Sarah waved her arms wildly out of the car window as she wished her family farewell for the summer. "I'll bring you all back some souveniers! I promise!"
"Bye Sarah!" they all shouted back, in unison.
Robert had arranged for his daughter to spend the summer with his brother, and his daughter, Elizabeth. He knew she would be just fine traveling on her own this year. And so, it was off to Port Royal with her.
It had taken Sarah three whole days to pack everything she wanted to take with her. She hadn't packed too many clothes, because she'd heard that Port Royal had the fanciest fashion for women anywhere! She'd never been to Jamaica before, but she knew that it was rumored to be very hot there in the summer. She packed lots of shorts and T-shirts, as well as a few pairs of jeans. If she wanted to fit in, she'd have to buy and wear some of their clothes.
She hadn't seen her cousin Elizabeth in ages, not since they were both little kids. It would be so nice to see her again. They used to get along like sisters, and Sarah had been upset when she had heard that Elizabeth was moving overseas. both girls were around Eight or Nine when she left. But she had to go because her father was the Governor, and he had to go where he was needed most.
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As soon as Sarah arrived in Port Royal, after being dropped off by the boat, she instantly felt like she had gone back in time, to another place entirely. This was not what she had expected at all. it was like being in a movie. There were people walking around everywhere, and horses pulling buggys about the tiny little town. Elizabeth was waiting outside her nice large house to greet her cousin.
"Sarah!" She cried, throwing her arms about the girl, who was the same age as she was.
"Lizzie! I missed you!" She embraced the tall girl who now stood before her with a perfect figure. Sarah remembered her cousin being awfully skinny when they were growing up. She used to run around in rags, the perfect little tomboy, and all teh boys would tease her and call her "knobby knees" and other things of a childish nature.
Sarah felt so out of place wearing her blue jeans around them. Elizabeth was dressed in a fine old fashioned looking dress. It had long billowy sleeves, and a skirt that fell past her ankles. The ivory color was nice, but how could she stand all that fabric in this heat? Her blonde hair was done up in a neat french style, with little ringlets hanging down everywhere, accentuating her brown doe eyes in the bright sunlight. How she envied her cousin for her beauty!
"My, how you've grown," Elizabeth's father, Sarah's Uncle Weatherby, who also stood on the porch, remarked. "Welcome to Port Royal. Elizabeth will show you to your room. Please make yourself comfortable."
"Oh, Uncle Swann!" Sarah had always called him that, even though she knew his real name was Weatherby. He much preferred the use of his last name, even though everyone in Port Royal either knew him as Governor Swann, or Elizabeth's Father. "There's no need to be all proper with me! I'm your niece, remember? Not some politician or ambassador you need to impress!"
"Right. Well, do come inside. It's dreadfully hot out here."
"Come on, Sarah," Elizabeth ushered her inside, while helping with her suitcases. "This way."
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Once she'd gotten settled in, Sarah realized that staying with her Uncle and cousin in Port Royal wasn't all that bad. It was the heat that bothered her the most. The first thing she did was unpack her things. If she was going to stay here for the whole summer, then she had to have things in their proper place in her room. She'd been given an average-sizd room with a small twin bed, and lacey white curtains. All the furniture was white and looked like elegant Victorian decor.
Shortly after they all had a quick lunch together, Elizabeth took Sarah to see the large seaside colony. They bought her some new clothes, which were mostly dresses, with a few skirts and matching tops. A few of them particularly caught her eye, and she was pleased with the outcome of their little shopping adventure, even if it had taken them all day. It wasn't until later that evening, when they sat at home after dinner, that Sarah had a real chance to talk with her cousin.
"So I heard Karen talking to my Dad about some guy you've met out here," Sarah cast her a simple little smile.
Elizabeth was already blushing before she caught herself. "So what?"
"So... Who is he? What's he like?"
"I should ask you the same question," She quipped, while still pretending to be engrossed in the book she was reading by the fire that crackled solemnly.
"What?!" Sarah seemed taken aback for a moment. 'How does she know about him? How can anyone know about him?!' Paranoia set in. "I don't know what you're talking about. There are no boys in my life." She crossed her arms defensively.
"Ah, so defensive, dear cousin!" Elizabeth playfully hit Sarah over the head with her book, mussing her hair. "Whoever said it 'twas a boy?" She lifted a perfect golden eyebrow carefully. "Oh come now, Sarah. We both know there's been a rather dramatic change in you since we last met. I can tell these things, trust me."
"Well, I asked you about yours first!" She did the most childish thing possible; sticking out her tongue and reminding Elizabeth of how immature they were both being for their age.
"His name is Will... William Turner."
"That's it? You're not going to tell me anything else about him?"
Elizabeth put a thoughtful finger to her chin. "Hmm... Perhaps when you're older..."
"But we're the same age!" Sarah whined. "And just for the record, there really is no man in my life. Not really."
"What do mean 'not really'?"
"Well, it's complicated. We were never..." Sarah searched for the right words. "Romantically involved. We were too busy trying to conquer each other. But my will was as strong as his..."
"And my Will is a pirate," She whispered to her cousin, looking to make sure that no one else was around to hear what she was about to tell her. "He used to be a blacksmith, here in Port Royal. We've known each other since I first moved her, when we were kids. Father doesn't approve, but he doesn't voice his opinion to other side."
"There are pirates?!" Sarah exclaimed, a little too loudly.
"Indeed there are," Came a voice from the door.
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A/N: Wow, lookie! A cliffy already! Lol. Sorry, but you'll have to wait until next time to find out who it is. Could it be Jack, or maybe Jareth? Or maybe it's just Elizabeth's father? Or what if it's... (::suspeseful music plays::) someone else?! (::gasp::) Check out chapter 3 to find out! As soon as I get it written, anyway. And yes, before anyone asks, all the chapters are about this long. Not too short, not too long. Just right. And you'll be surprised to know who gets together in THIS fic! I am so evil. MwahahahahaHAH!!! (::evil cackle, then rides off on broomstick into the night sky::) Oh, and please R&R! Oh, and I know it is slightly unbelieveable that Sarah and Elizabeth somehow exist at the same time, and are related. Although it's kind of easy to believe they're related... Just try not to think too hard about the time period difference! That is the one bug I just couldn't work out, so it is simply left unexplained throughout the fic. But hey, it's just a story! Chilly down! (Oooohhh, foreshadowing much?)
-Kaline Reine
