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Because of the lovely reviews that I received for the first chapter I have decided to continue posting! Thanks for your support because I know it's a new idea and maybe a bit weird but I'm glad that you are enjoying it.
Disclaimer: the character Katie, who appears in this chapter is my own.
Against The Rules
Chapter 2
Will awoke the next morning to the soft pattering of rain on his window. Opening his eyes he lay for a moment, listening. Finally he sighed and threw the covers back. Padding across to the bathroom he splashed some cold water on his face to wake him up. Stepping into the shower he allowed the water to jet over his body.
Elizabeth's alarm went off and she groaned softly. Rolling onto her back she looked at her clock. 6:00am. The cheery voice of the radio presenter drifted over her.
"…Good morning! It's another beautiful day with me, Craig Lawson! You're number 1 radio presenter!" Elizabeth shut off the radio.
"Too fucking cheerful!" she scowled. Yawning and stretching she made her way into the kitchen. She put the kettle on looked out the window whilst she waited for it to boil. Below he she could see the cars crawling up the road. As she stood she found herself thinking about Will Turner. He had a face that stuck in her mind, and a voice that sent shivers down her spine. It had been a voice that seemed a lot more mature than his years. If Elizabeth had to hazard a guess she would say that he was about 17, that was four years her junior.
The kettle whistling broke her train of thought, turning she poured the boiling water into a cup. Adding a teabag, milk and sugar she stirred it absent-mindedly before cupping it in her hands, feeling it warm her palms. The hot liquid scalded her mouth and she winced. Downing the tea she decided to forgo breakfast when she noticed the time.
Will arrived at school to find a very tired looking Jack waiting for him at the gate. Will got out of the car and gave him a wave.
"Morning!" he called cheerfully. Jack grunted in reply. Will fell in step beside him. "And how are we feeling this morning?" Jack glared at him.
"What's got you in such a chirpy mood?!" he snapped. "It wouldn't be a certain teacher would it?" Will's smirk was wiped off his face as Jack jerked his head to the left. Will followed his gaze in time to see Miss Swann walking across the grounds from her car. She looked up and met his gaze. A smile spread across her face. Will's stomach did a flip as he watched her disappear into the school building.
It was Jack's turn to smirk as they made their to the common room.
"You like her!" he crowed as they took their usual seats by the radiator. Will shrugged. Jack howled with laughter. "Oh dude!" he giggled. Will glared at him and opened his mouth to make a witty retort. This was silenced by the body dropping into his lap. He let out a groan as the air was forced fro his lungs. A pair of arms latched around his neck. He looked up to see Sarah grinning at him.
"Hi Will!" she said. Will's lip's twitched as he tried not to look at Jack who was laughing.
"Hi Sarah." He mumbled. Shifting his body he tried to slide her off him but her arms tightened.
"Don't I get a kiss then?" Sarah pouted. Will sighed and leaning forward pecked her on the cheek.
"Sarah, can you please get off me? I need to get my bag." Sarah smiled again and slid off his lap. Will heaved a small sigh of relief and placed his bag on his lap to ensure that she couldn't get back on. He risked a glance at Jack to see that his shoulders were shaking with silent laughter. Will glared at him again, but it did nothing. Will sighed, he had dated Sarah for several months, he had broken up with her a few weeks ago and she still hadn't accepted the fact that they had broken up. Will looked at his watch and groaned softly when he realised that there was still fifteen minutes till the next lesson.
Before the bell had even finished, Will was out of the common room, leaving a very surprised Jack and Sarah in his wake. Jack caught up with him as he was going to their first class.
"I don't think I've ever seen you move that fast." He chortled. Will shook his head.
"She just doesn't get it!" he said. Jack laughed loudly.
"You could just tell her!" Will ran a hand through his hair.
"I've tried, but she just won't listen!" he leant against the wall. "I tried letting her down gently, but she wouldn't listen!" He looked at Jack.
"I need help!" Jack smirked.
"Ahhh, I see, you want Sarah out the way so that you're free to pursue Miss Swann!" Will glared at him.
"Will you stop that now!" he hissed through gritted teeth. Jack was opening his mouth when the door was flung open.
"SPARROW!" Jack winced and turned slowly. Standing in he doorway was Mr Gibbs, an old grizzled man. He took Jack and Will for history. Jack smiled sheepishly.
"Gibbs!" he said. Gibbs raised an eyebrow and Jack's smile dropped.
"Sparrow! You still owe me work from last year!" Jack help up a hand.
"Now it's funny that you should mention that…" he began, but was not allowed to finish.
"I'm not in the mood to listen to your drivel Sparrow!" Gibbs barked. "Just get in the room and sit in silence!" Jack nodded and shuffled past Gibbs into the classroom. As Will was going into the room he looked down the corridor. Miss Swann was standing outside her room. Her eyes were focused on the class in front of her. Will allowed his eyes to linger on her for a moment before he went into the classroom.
Elizabeth could hear Gibbs bellowing down the corridor and smiled. It was Gibbs that had helped her to get the job at the school. He seemed scary but beneath his tough exterior he had a heart of gold. Looking up she saw him standing in the doorway of his classroom, standing in front of him, hands spread out was Jack Sparrow. And behind him, leaning against the wall. Arms folded across his chest was Will. Elizabeth's heart sped up as she watched him. A smile playing on his lips as he watched Gibbs lay into Jack. As Jack went inside Elizabeth focused on her eyes on her class. Even though she wasn't looking at him she could feel his eyes watching hers.
The rest of the day passed in a haze for Will. He sat in History for four hours before heading out for lunch with Jack. All day the image of her smile lingered in his mind. He tried to shake it off but nothing he did worked. It was like she had been burnt into his mind and had left a permanent mark.
Elizabeth was the same. She had taught her lessons, marked books. But her mind was somewhere else. As she sat eating her lunch there was a knock on the door. Looking up she saw James Norrington inching his way into the room. His face lit up into a smile.
"Hey!" Elizabeth smiled as he pulled up a chair opposite her and sat down. "So how you coping?" he asked. Elizabeth shrugged.
"Ok, I guess. There haven't been to many problems." James grinned.
"If you ever need any help then I'm always available." He said. Elizabeth nodded.
"Thanks James." She said. "It's always nice to know that there's a friendly face around." James chuckled; his eyes fell on the book on the top of her pile.
"You're teaching Will Turner?" he asked. Elizabeth's head snapped up at the mention of Will's name.
"Yes, why? You know him?" she replied. Her voice surprised. James nodded.
"Yeah, I taught him for History GCSE. Very bright young man." Elizabeth nodded, trying not to let the red blush form on her cheeks. James didn't notice and rambled on. "But that Sparrow, you may want to watch out for him. He's a weird one." Elizabeth smiled. She remembered Jack Sparrow.
Will watched her door, he had been ready to go into her classroom and find out more about her, talk to her. But his plans had been thwarted by James Norrington beating him to it. He had cursed inwardly as he had watched Norrington go into the classroom. He was stood down the corridor with time ticking away. As it soon became apparent that Norrington wasn't coming out before the bell went Will sighed and left.
As the door closed behind James, Elizabeth let out a sigh of relief. His smiling over eager approach was rather overwhelming. Before she even had a chance to collect herself the bell had rung.
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Will's next lesson with Elizabeth wasn't for another week. In that time he had seen her round school. He would try and make eye contact but she always seemed to be looking the other way. Will needed to see her eyes again, for some reason they captivated him. He couldn't explain why. Jack teased him mercilessly. Everyday brought fresh jokes that never seemed to relent. Many of them were rude and either caused Will to blush or roll his eyes.
Elizabeth looked at her watch. 8:45am. In five minutes she would be having her second session with her year 13 class. With Will. Elizabeth would have been lying is she had said that he hadn't dominated her thoughts all of that week. He had been in her mind a considerable amount of time. Elizabeth had seen him around school. He walked with a fluid movement. That none of his fellow students seemed to be able to mimic. Elizabeth had avoided looking into his eyes. Because when she looked into his eyes the urge to kiss him became so much stronger. She knew he watched her, she could always tell when he was watching her.
The bell rang and Elizabeth took a deep breath. 'Get a grip on yourself!" she told herself. 'You are not a giggling teenager, you are a mature adult." Standing up she went to the door. The students were milling around outside, talking quietly. Elizabeth spotted Will instantly, he was leaning against the wall, laughing at something Jack had said. Will turned his head and Elizabeth found herself looking deep into his eyes. Her knees went weak and she had to hold into the door with one hand to remain upright.
The class filed in silently and took their seats. Elizabeth took the stack of their poems out and flipped through them.
"Well." She said. "I had a look through your work. And I must say that you were very good." She picked up the first poem. It was Will's.
"Ok, I'll set the work up and the call you up individually." She smiled as subtly as she could slipped Will's to the bottom of the pile.
The class settled into the work, there was a low rumble of talking. Elizabeth worked through the pile of poems, getting each person up to the front, spending ten minutes with each. Generally they listened to her well. Although throughout their whole talk Jack Sparrow watched her with a very odd look on his face. It was torn between amusement and fascination. Elizabeth had no idea what he was doing and tried to concentrate on giving him pointers about his work.
It was only when Elizabeth looked at the clock that she realised that she had no time left and still had one student left to see. As the rest of the class packed away she stood and cleared her throat.
"Will, could you stay behind, I didn't get a chance to discuss your work." Will looked up from his bag and gave a nod.
As Elizabeth dismissed the rest of the class Will watched her. His eyes took in the way she leant forward so her hair obscured her face. Soon they were the only two left in the room, as the last student left, closing the door behind them Will made his way to her desk. She looked up as he approached and gave a small smile.
"Have a seat Will." she settled down opposite him and took his poem in her hands.
"I've got to say Will, this was brilliant." She quirked an eyebrow at him and smiled. "I thought you were telling me the truth when you told me you told me you couldn't write poetry." Will blushed slightly at her words.
"Well I…" he trailed off knowing he sounded stupid. She leant forward.
"I'm intrigued as to where you got your inspiration from." She said. Will was silent for a moment. He couldn't tell her that the whole time he had been writing it had been her face that he was seeing.
"Well, I just came…came up with it." He said lamely. Miss Swann smiled, picking up the poem she read through it again.
"Well, the emotion behind your words and the story that you've weaved was breathtaking." She looked up again and grinned. "I really liked it." Will blushed again.
"Thanks." He muttered, lifting his hand he pushed back a lock of hair that had fallen down over his eye.
That one motion made Elizabeth's heart race. Will flicked his hair from his eyes. Elizabeth swallowed and averted her eyes. She scanned her brain furiously for something to say, and was horrified when she found nothing to say.
"Well, if you have no questions about anything then we're done here." Will nodded slowly.
Will didn't want the conversation to end. He wanted to keep talking to her. Find out more about her, her first name would be a start. But his brain had suddenly gone blank, and all he could do was nod as she finished speaking.
"Thank you Miss Swann." He said, and cursing himself internally he stood up and left. It took all of his self-control not to turn back. As he reached the door he turned back and gave a smile. Elizabeth returned it warmly. Shouldering his bag he opened the door and made his way out into the corridor. Closing the door behind him, he leant against the door and sighed. It was strange how whenever he was around her, he got a pounding in his ears and his throat constricted, she affected him in ways that he couldn't describe. Every moment spent with her strengthened his desire for her, but whenever he was away from her he always thought about her. Will closed his eyes and tried to brush her from his mind.
Jack looked up as Will approached and grinned.
"Where have you been then?" he bellowed. Will flopped down beside him on the grass.
"Talking about my poem." Jack's grin broadened.
"So does that have a duel meaning?" he asked nudging Will.
"No, it means that I was talking about my poem." He said through gritted teeth. Jack smirked and leant back. Will leant back on his elbows, Jack had his arm round a girl that Will doubted he even knew the name of. As it to prove his point Jack whispered in the girls ear. She looked up at him un disgust.
"It's Naomi!" she hissed before throwing his off her and getting up. She threw a venomous look at him over her shoulder as she stalked away. Will stifled a giggle causing Jack to turn and glare at him.
"Shut up!" he snapped. "Just cos there's no one throwing themselves at you."
"Will!" Will's eyes widened as he saw Sarah coming towards him. Jack's frown turned into a smirk.
"Correction. You have one girl throwing herself at you." he muttered. "But it's Sarah." He sniggered. Sarah sat down next to Will and hugged him. Will patted her half-heartedly on the back. When she pulled away from his she grinned.
"I haven't seen you at all this week." She cocked her head to one side. "Have you been avoiding me?" she asked. Will smiled tightly.
"Why would I do that?" he asked. Beside him Jack was almost stuffing his fist in his mouth to stop himself from laughing. Sarah smiled in what she assumed was a coy way.
"I don't know." She said, sidling up closer to Will, who was trying not to look at Jack because he was sure that he would start laughing. Sarah was waiting for him to speak.
"I've been busy." He said. Jack snorted slightly and muttered something. Will was sure that he heard 'Miss Swann.' He glared at Jack over his shoulder. Sarah leant forward.
"Did you say something Jack?" she asked. Jack looked at Will.
"Nope, nothing Sarah." He replied innocently before turning to look in his bag. Sarah, much to Will's dismay turned her attention back to him.
"So, Will, what are you doing this Friday?" she asked. Will opened his mouth to make up an excuse, when Jack jumped in.
"He's not doing anything." He said, giving Will a grin. Sarah's grin broadened.
"Great! There's a party at the Neon bar on Friday night. We can check it out." Will nodded slightly.
"Ok." He wasn't about to say no. Sarah gave him another hug before standing up.
"You know where I live you can pick me up at 8." With one last wave she set off across towards the school buildings.
As she was crossing the lawn she passed Miss Swann. Will watched her, safe in the knowledge that she couldn't see him. to him she almost floated across the grass, the afternoon sun bounced off her blonde hair, making it look like it was shimmering. Jack watched him, a confused look on his face, he followed Will's gaze and grinned.
"Liking what you see?" he smirked. Will sighed and with great reluctance tore his gaze from Miss Swann.
"You!" he growled. "What in the bloody hell were you playing at? Telling Sarah I'll go out with her?!" he glared at Jack who shrugged.
"I thought you could use a night out with someone who wasn't me." Will threw up his hands in exasperation.
"I've been trying to tell her that we're broken up and that she should move on!" he said. Jack just shrugged again.
"You'll enjoy yourself." He said before standing up and shouldering his bag.
"Come on, we'd better get moving." He said. With a lot of grumbling Will hauled himself to his feet and followed Jack.
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Will was dozing when the doorbell rang. He jerked awake and lay listening for a moment. When he heard nothing he sighed. He got to his feet and padded through the house. Reaching the front door he pulled it open. Standing on the doorstep was Craig. He smiled as Will opened the door.
"Hey Will!" he shook Will's hand. "Is your mum around?" Will nodded and stepped to the side to let him through.
He was slightly surprised to see Craig's daughter, Amie standing behind Craig. She was a pretty girl, a year younger than Will, who was quiet and mainly kept herself to her herself. Craig looked at Will.
"You didn't mind that I brought Amie do you?" he asked. Will shook his head and smiled.
"Nope, no problem at all." He said. "Mum's in the living room, I'll get Amie a drink." Craig smiled and walked past Will into the house. Will smiled at Amie before he led her into the house.
He let her go through to the kitchen while he shut the door. He went into the kitchen and crossed to the counter. He turned around and leant against the sink. Amie was standing by the kitchen table, looking down at her feet. Will cleared his throat and she looked up.
"Do you want a coke?" he asked. Amie nodded and smiled slightly.
"Thanks." Will nodded and opened the fridge. He pulled out a couple of cokes. He noticed that her eyes were lingering on his chest. when he looked down he saw that he had forgotten to button up his shirt. He headed her a drink before turning away to button up his shirt. When he turned back Amie was sitting at the table. He slid into the seat opposite her and popped the lid of his can.
"So." He started, searching for a conversation topic. "You got your GCSE results back pretty recently didn't you?" he asked. Amie took a sip from her drink and nodded. "And?" Will prompted.
"I was pleased with them." Amie replied. "Dad was a bit disappointed when I got a C." Will smiled.
"My mum was like that, except it was a lot of C's. Not just one." Amie chuckled.
"Yeah." Will took another sip of his drink and leant back in his chair. There was a moment of silence before Amie spoke again.
"So, how's Jack?" Will grimaced.
"You know, just being Jack." He replied. Amie nodded. It was common knowledge to both Will and Jack that Amie fancied Jack. She had done so ever since the first time they had met shortly after Craig began dating Will's mum. She had come over with Craig on one of the nights that Jack had been staying at Will's. personally Will could never guess what Amie saw in Jack. But she liked him anyway. Jack for his part had been very nice around her. Maybe this was because Will had threatened to break his arms and legs if he screwed Amie around. Will thought of Amie as a younger sister, and the way that things were progressing between Craig and his mum it looked Luke that might become a reality.
It was as Will and Amie were sat at the table that two things happened. First Craig and Will's mum came in hand in hand, a smile on their faces. At the same time the doorbell rang. Will looked from his mum to Craig. Both raised their eyebrows. With a sigh Will heaved himself off his chair. He went and opened it.
Jack grinned at him from the doorstep.
"William!" he said happily. Will smiled.
"What are you doing here Jack?" Jack raised his eyebrows.
"Am I not allowed to call on my best friend anymore? He asked. He sounded drunk. Will raised an eyebrow.
"Did you get chucked out again?" Jack nodded.
"Can I stay here till it blows over mate?" Will raised his eyes before nodding.
"Alright." Jack grinned and hurried past Will into the house.
Will followed Jack into the kitchen where he had already settled down in Will's chair. Will swiped his coke away before Jack had a chance to drink it. Craig looked around.
"Ok, Will, you mother and I are going out to dinner and we were wondering if you'd look after Amie because we have no idea what time we might be back." Will nodded before looking ay Jack. Will's mum shook her head and smiled.
"I'm guessing that you've been chucked out again Jack, and my son being the devoted best friend that he is allowed you to stay?" Jack nodded.
"In a nutshell." He said brightly. Will's mm rolled her eyes and took Craig's arm.
"Well, be good kids!" she said.
As they heard the front door close and the sound of an engine starting up Will turned to other two.
"Have you eaten?" he asked Amie.
"No!" Jack said. Will glared at him.
"I was talking to Amie." He said. Jack shrugged and looked at Amie, who shook her head. Will grinned.
"Well, then I think it's time you had some of my scrambled eggs." Amie smiled and Jack shook his head.
"You're always banging on about you're bloody scrambled eggs. They're not even that good." Will was rummaging around in the fridge and didn't even acknowledge that Jack had spoken. Jack winked at Amie.
"They're alright." He said.
Will placed two plates of scrambled eggs in front of Amie and Jack before taking a seat opposite them. Jack's food was gone within two seconds. Will watched with disgust.
"You are sick! You know that?!" he said. Jack shrugged and sat back in his chair. Amie picked at her food with more grace. As she put her fork down on her plate, Jack was on his feet.
"Come on, let's go and do something!" he said. Will rolled his eyes.
"Give the girl a chance to swallow her food Jack!" he said. Jack gave him a grin and disappeared into the living room. Will and Amie followed a moment later.
Jack was sprawled out across one of the sofas. Amie stepped up and sat on his legs causing him to groan. Will grinned and settled down in an armchair opposite them. Amie wiggled until Jack moved his legs. He sat up and threw an arm round her shoulder. Will raised an eyebrow, but decided to let it go. He flicked the telly on, but kept one eye on Jack to make sure that he behaved himself.
There was a few moments of silence before Jack spoke again.
"Say, Amie. You free on Friday?" Amie looked up, slightly confused before nodding.
"Yeah why?" she asked. Jack looked at Will and gave him a sly wink.
"There's a party down at the Neon bar this Friday. Will and Sarah are going and I thought you and I could check it out?" Amie looked at Will in surprise.
"You and Sarah are going back out?" she asked. Will glowered at Jack.
"Not officially no. But thanks to my best friend here, he decided that he would tell her that I'd go on a date with her." Jack sniggered softly.
"So how about it Amie? Will you're dad let you?" Amie looked up at him.
"Jack Sparrow, are you asking me out on a date?" Jack grinned and nodded.
"I am!" he said. Amie nodded.
"Go on then." She agreed. Will sighed and shook his head. Friday looked to be a long night.
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The phone ringing jerked Elizabeth awake. She sat up and blinked groggily. The phone was still ringing shrilly. Elizabeth scrabbled around in an attempt to find it. She pulled it out from under a stack of books and held it to her ear.
"Hello?" he voice sounded a little groggy.
"Hey Elizabeth!" her best friend, Katie's, voice sounded on the other end of the line. "Listen, I know you being a school teacher and all, you have no social life, but can you spare some time for your best buddy on a Friday night?" Elizabeth laughed at the pleading note in her friend's voice.
"Oh I think I can!" she laughed. "Depends where you want to go."
"The Neon bar." Came Katie's reply. Elizabeth thought about it for a moment.
"Yeah, why not." She said.
"Great I'll pick you up at seven." Katie said. Elizabeth said her goodbyes before hanging up. Putting the phone down she looked around before groaning softly. She still had tonnes of marking to do, and if she was going out on Friday then she would have to work extra hard to keep on top of things. Elizabeth looked at her watch and sighed. tonight looked to be a long night.
Right so there is chapter 2, hope you enjoy it! In the next chapter, the bar on Friday night, the cleverer among you will be able to see where I am going with this! Please give me some reviews!
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