Jackie was sobbing for an hour straight now. She remembered that she used to be so close to her parents. Not anymore.
"It's not fair!" She sobbed. She pushed her thick blonde hair out of her face. "Why can't I be a pirate? Why can't my family have a lot of money? Why don't I have anything to live for?" She heard footsteps coming up the stairs. She quickly wiped the tears off of her face as she heard someone knocking on her door. She finished wiping her tears and getting herself together and went to open the door. But before she could get there, her father, Sebastian, opened the door, walked into her room, and closed the door behind him.
"Thanks for waiting, O' Patient One!" Jackie hissed at her father. "And I don't want to be bothered right now! Can you please go away?!"
"Now now, don't use that tone with me, Jackie Jones!" Said Sebastian, his eyes widened. "Don't you give me that look either, your going to get it!" He approached his daughter, slowly.
"Get away dad! I don't need some stupid lecture! Nor do I want one..." Jackie said, moving away from her father.
"I'm not here to lecture you, Jackie. I'm here to talk to you. Your mother told me what you said and we want to know how you feel. We have to realize, that you are very independant. We are just used to you being very close and attached to us when you were younger."
"Dad, I'm not as young as I used to be! I'm 17 not 7! And it's hard to get you and Mom to understand how I feel, and I get...frustrated! I feel like I'm old enough to make my own choices!
"I know, and I'm sorry. And I know you have nothing to do around the house."
"EXACTLY! This is why my life is so boring! I have nothing to live for! I have no friends, nothing to do, I don't have a spouse...I don't know what to do!" Jackie started to cry again.
Sebastian patted Jackie on the back. "Well, I have an idea..but I don't know if you would want to do it...why don't you try and look for a job? I know that a young blacksmith is looking for assistance at the old warehouse downtown."
Jackie immediatly perked up at that idea. "Father! That's a wonderful idea!" She squealed. She hugged and kissed her dad. "What's the blacksmith's name?"
"A young William Turner..something or other." Said Sebastian, impressed with himself for cheering Jackie up. "You know where he is, in that old warehouse that we pass by every now and then."
"Yes! Thank you father!" Jackie said.."Oh...but I can't go know...it's 7:00!"
"I'll explain to your mother." Sebatian said, smiling.
"Thank you father!" She kissed her father, and ran out the door.