Silence filled the room as Jake stared, open mouthed, at Mariah. This was
the daughter of his parents' friend? His parents' friend was a pirate?
Jake moved his eyes to take in Jack Sparrow. He had the same dark hair as
his daughter, same headband, same kohl lined eyes. In fact the only thing
that the father and daughter didn't share was Mariah's blue eyes and the
fact that she was a girl. Jack was dressed in a surprisingly clean, white
linen shirt, brown pants, and shiny black boots.
Jake's thoughts were interrupted by Jack coming forward with his hand outstretched. "Glad to meet ye Jake, ye look just like yer father and I've heard a lot about yeh." He said coming to a stop before Jake. Jake stared at Jack's hand for a moment. It was dirty and calloused, and it had a black strip of cloth wrapped around it. Cringing inwardly, Jake took the man's hand and shook it. Jack let him go and stepped back to his daughter who continued staring at Jake.
Knowing what he should do, Jake bowed low to Mariah. She curtsied and held out her hand, which was equally as dirty as her father's hand. Jake, cringing again, took her hand and kissed it. After this silent exchange, Jake went over to stand by his parents.
"Shall I get some tea?" Elizabeth said, breaking the silence.
"Ye don't by any chance have some rum in yer house do yeh?" Jack asked. Elizabeth laughed at the question and so did Jack. Will looked puzzled for a moment but then got the joke and joined in their laughter. Jake and Mariah stood awkwardly in their places, not getting the obviously hilarious joke. Their eyes met for a brief moment and Jake even thought he saw a small smile tug on the corners of her mouth.
"Come on then, let's go have some tea." Will said, after the three had recovered.
"If you don't mind father, I wanted to change my clothes, they got" Jake paused, looking at Mariah, "dirty when I was out walking." Will turned to look at his son, and for the first time he noticed the dirt on his son's clothes, and the scruffiness of his hair.
"Okay, but come down in a hurry." Will said, and Jake turned to run upstairs but he paused when Mariah spoke.
"I wanted to change too dad." She said and Jack nodded. Jake turned and started running up the stairs, trying to avoid another pride-crushing encounter with the young pirate. However, his efforts were in vain, for once again a voice stopped him but this time it was his mother's.
"Jake! Will you be so kind as to show Ms. Sparrow her room?" Elizabeth asked. Jake sighed exasperatedly and turned to Mariah who was right behind him. She raised her eyebrows expectantly and Jake led the way up the rest of the stairs and down the hall, to the guest rooms.
"This will be your room Miss Sparrow." Jake said through clenched teeth, opening the door to one of the guest rooms that was usually reserved for female guests.
"We aren't around parents Jake, ye don't have to be formal. I can see that all ye be wantin' to do is give me a good hard boot out o the house." Mariah said bluntly, smiling deviously. Jake could tell that she was taunting him.
"You are right, Miss Sparrow, in the fact that I do not share the same friendship as my parents apparently do with your kind and also in the fact that I do not want you in my house. However, as long as my parents welcome you and Mr. Sparrow in our house, there is nothing I can do to make you leave. And I would be very much obliged if you would give me back my money." Jake said, staring at Mariah, waiting for her to retort.
"It's Captain." She simply replied and Jake was puzzled.
"What in the world are you talking about Miss Sparrow?" Jake asked, thinking her quite crazy by this time.
"My father's name. It's CAPTAIN Sparrow, not MR. Sparrow." Mariah replied and walked into her room. Before shutting the door, she turned and tossed his canvas bag of gold at him, which he caught with one hand. Jake stood where he was for a moment, confused by this strange girl. Deciding it was useless to figure her out he walked to his room and closed the door.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Mariah stood against the door for a moment, smiling at herself. She was very proud at how she had handled the situation with Jake and she was sure her father would be proud as well. 'Proper boys are very silly.' She thought to herself and walked over to her bags. The only thing she regretted was the fact that she had to give back the gold. 'No matter, I have plenty more people to rob tomorrow.' She thought and grinned evilly.
Being a pirate was the best thing in the world to her. Sailing the seas with her father, seeing new places, and the excitement kept her going.
Mariah opened one of her bags, revealing an array of colorful articles of clothing. She chose a light blue, floor length skirt, and a black, lace up peasant top. Mariah hated wearing skirts but she didn't want her father to be embarrassed of her in front of his oh-so-proper friends. She tied a light blue bandana around her matted hair and headed out the door but as soon as she opened it, something crashed into the other side, slamming it into her face.
Mariah toppled over backwards and heard a thump on the other side of the door. Standing up and rubbing a new lump on her forehead, she opened the door to see Jacob rubbing his forehead as well. They made eye contact and against both their wishes Mariah and Jake both burst into laughter at their painful and pride-damaging encounter.
Jake's thoughts were interrupted by Jack coming forward with his hand outstretched. "Glad to meet ye Jake, ye look just like yer father and I've heard a lot about yeh." He said coming to a stop before Jake. Jake stared at Jack's hand for a moment. It was dirty and calloused, and it had a black strip of cloth wrapped around it. Cringing inwardly, Jake took the man's hand and shook it. Jack let him go and stepped back to his daughter who continued staring at Jake.
Knowing what he should do, Jake bowed low to Mariah. She curtsied and held out her hand, which was equally as dirty as her father's hand. Jake, cringing again, took her hand and kissed it. After this silent exchange, Jake went over to stand by his parents.
"Shall I get some tea?" Elizabeth said, breaking the silence.
"Ye don't by any chance have some rum in yer house do yeh?" Jack asked. Elizabeth laughed at the question and so did Jack. Will looked puzzled for a moment but then got the joke and joined in their laughter. Jake and Mariah stood awkwardly in their places, not getting the obviously hilarious joke. Their eyes met for a brief moment and Jake even thought he saw a small smile tug on the corners of her mouth.
"Come on then, let's go have some tea." Will said, after the three had recovered.
"If you don't mind father, I wanted to change my clothes, they got" Jake paused, looking at Mariah, "dirty when I was out walking." Will turned to look at his son, and for the first time he noticed the dirt on his son's clothes, and the scruffiness of his hair.
"Okay, but come down in a hurry." Will said, and Jake turned to run upstairs but he paused when Mariah spoke.
"I wanted to change too dad." She said and Jack nodded. Jake turned and started running up the stairs, trying to avoid another pride-crushing encounter with the young pirate. However, his efforts were in vain, for once again a voice stopped him but this time it was his mother's.
"Jake! Will you be so kind as to show Ms. Sparrow her room?" Elizabeth asked. Jake sighed exasperatedly and turned to Mariah who was right behind him. She raised her eyebrows expectantly and Jake led the way up the rest of the stairs and down the hall, to the guest rooms.
"This will be your room Miss Sparrow." Jake said through clenched teeth, opening the door to one of the guest rooms that was usually reserved for female guests.
"We aren't around parents Jake, ye don't have to be formal. I can see that all ye be wantin' to do is give me a good hard boot out o the house." Mariah said bluntly, smiling deviously. Jake could tell that she was taunting him.
"You are right, Miss Sparrow, in the fact that I do not share the same friendship as my parents apparently do with your kind and also in the fact that I do not want you in my house. However, as long as my parents welcome you and Mr. Sparrow in our house, there is nothing I can do to make you leave. And I would be very much obliged if you would give me back my money." Jake said, staring at Mariah, waiting for her to retort.
"It's Captain." She simply replied and Jake was puzzled.
"What in the world are you talking about Miss Sparrow?" Jake asked, thinking her quite crazy by this time.
"My father's name. It's CAPTAIN Sparrow, not MR. Sparrow." Mariah replied and walked into her room. Before shutting the door, she turned and tossed his canvas bag of gold at him, which he caught with one hand. Jake stood where he was for a moment, confused by this strange girl. Deciding it was useless to figure her out he walked to his room and closed the door.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Mariah stood against the door for a moment, smiling at herself. She was very proud at how she had handled the situation with Jake and she was sure her father would be proud as well. 'Proper boys are very silly.' She thought to herself and walked over to her bags. The only thing she regretted was the fact that she had to give back the gold. 'No matter, I have plenty more people to rob tomorrow.' She thought and grinned evilly.
Being a pirate was the best thing in the world to her. Sailing the seas with her father, seeing new places, and the excitement kept her going.
Mariah opened one of her bags, revealing an array of colorful articles of clothing. She chose a light blue, floor length skirt, and a black, lace up peasant top. Mariah hated wearing skirts but she didn't want her father to be embarrassed of her in front of his oh-so-proper friends. She tied a light blue bandana around her matted hair and headed out the door but as soon as she opened it, something crashed into the other side, slamming it into her face.
Mariah toppled over backwards and heard a thump on the other side of the door. Standing up and rubbing a new lump on her forehead, she opened the door to see Jacob rubbing his forehead as well. They made eye contact and against both their wishes Mariah and Jake both burst into laughter at their painful and pride-damaging encounter.