Author's Note: Sorry I havn't updated in forever. o.o; Our internet was being a bitch and decided not to work. So, now it's kinda alright, I'm able to upload stuff now. Anyways, here's the next two chapters. Because our internet is being bitchy, it may not be updated every Mon/Wed/Fri. But, I will try my hardest! Promise! 3 Thanks to you readers who waited so patiently.

NONE OF THE CHARS HERE ARE MINE! EXCEPT SCARLETT-DAWN RASCLE! Mine. o.e; No stealing puhleeze.

CHAPTER 1: You Havn't Changed A Bit.

The music blared in my ears as I entered the night club. So many memories flooded my mind. The night it changed for C.J. and I. I sighed some, then continued to the bar. Reaching the counter, I sat myself down at one of the stools and stared out at all the dancers. It was a fast hip-hop song. Nothing unusual. I watched the couples dancing, and saw one young couple in particular dancing quite close, and quite sexually. I won't lie. I do that. But to watch it, I mean, really watch it, it kind of frightened me. Sighing lightly, I shook my head then heard the ol' familiar voice of the Bartender Bill.

"Scarlett-Dawn. Lookin' good honey. The usual sweet-heart?" he asked, smiling lightly at me.

"Yes, please Bill. And get your money ready for another cab." I winked. "Tonight's my night."

"So soon, darling?" he grinned. "Why it seems just yesterday that I was fishing money outta my jeans to pay for a cab home. I don't have alot of that money, honey." he tilt his head, leaning his elboes on the counter to lean in close to me. "How 'bout I drive you home, huh?"

"Why, Mr. Sparrow! I don't think I'll ever have enough Rum for that kinda talk from you." I laughed, poking his nose playfully. "Now, just the drink, please."

"Oh, Mrs. Swann, you'd be so fast as to judge me, now wouldn't you?" he laughed himself, then minutes later passed me my drink.

I smiled at him, then turned around as he served the others. Sipping my drink, I saw that one young dirty couple begin arguing, then the girl slapped him and stomped away. Not out the door like I had, but just away. The guy glared at her, then waltzed out with his friends. So much like C.J. and I. I felt my throat tighten and I choked back a sob. Gods, how I missed him.

"Bridget! BRIDGET!" I heard someone shout at the blonde girl who had stomped off. I thought it was her guy friend wanting revenge.

I tensed, ready to attack him if need be. I didn't know the girl, but I would defend her. I've done it before, I can do it again. The blonde came my way, then sat beside me, her eyes red, tears streaming her face, and her mascara running. I sighed lightly, then sipped my drink again. She was so young. Way to young to be in this bar. But then again, I couldn't lie with that one either. I was just her age when I had first come to this bar.

"Bridget." I heard the voice again, and the blonde girl, obviously Bridget, whipped around with a glare. She then saw who it was and crumpled down sobbing in his arms.

The voice was familiar. Very familiar. I side-glanced at them both, then the boy who was holding her pulled her back and told her to go wait for him in the car. The blonde squeaked something that sounded like, 'okay', then left to the parking lot. He sat down beside me on the stool, and pushed his own blonde hair back from his face. We were completely opposite from each other. He was well-dressed (sort of), had blonde hair, and seemed to be in control of things - while I was dressed in Punk clothing, from black/pink B.U.M. flat soled shoes, to the gothic black heavy make-up and long hair. Wrist bands and bracelets adorned my wrists, and they clanked together as I looked at my watch. 2:00AM. Wow, it's late. I sighed some, leaning back more, then glancing over to the boy again. He noticed me and sighed as well.

"Kids, huh?" he mumbled. God, his voice sounded so familiar. Who did he sound like?

"Yeah. I remember sneaking in here when I was her age." I replied, grinning like mad.

"You too? I remember sneaking my friends in here at her age. Best times of my life really, until the last time I came here."

"Oh?" I asked, getting somewhat suspicious. "What happened?"

"Oh, it was a long time ago. Maybe, seven years. I was about Bridget's age. Anyways, my best friend took off, and I never saw 'er again."

Her? Took off..? This sounds, so familiar, it's scary.

"Anyways, I'm only here because of Bridget."

"Is she your girlfriend?" I asked, sounding somewhat annoyed.

"Girlfriend?" he laughed. That laugh! It couldn't be... could it?

"Hardly. That's my cousin. She thought she could get away with coming here." he finally turned to me, and I got a good look at his face.

Those.. beautiful... blue eyes.

"I'm C.J. by the way. How 'bout you?"

I was speechless. All I did was stare at him.

"C-c. C.J.?"

"That's my name. Gosh, your smart!" he rolled his eyes.

"You.. come here often?" I asked, tryng to see of he has changed at all. He looked different.. but was he the same ol' C.J. I ran from that one night? The same C.J. I was petrified of for a long time? The same C.J., who scared the living shit out of me so I couldn't sleep for weeks?

His voice became flirtatious and he leaned towards me some.

"I come here every chance I get, just to see if I can find a pretty young thing like you." he cooed.

"You havn't changed a bit, have you?" I snarled, standing up quickly.

"Who-wha? What?" he asked, confused.

I stared at him coldly, shaking my head. Didn't he remember me?

"This boy bugging you, Scarlett-Dawn?" Bill asked, leaning toward him with a stone cold gaze.

"Sc-Scarlett? Scarlett... Rascle?" he stood quickly, not sure if he was to hug me or not.

Instead, he pushed the hair from his face and stared blankly at me.

"No, Bill."

"Need a ride?"

"No, Bill. I'm going home. Now."

I whipped around, setting my drink down on the counter. C.J.! Of course he hadn't changed! Why would I think that!

"My, little Rascle?" he grabbed my arm and turned me around, hugging me close to his chest.

"Oh, my little Rascle! I missed you so much!"

I couldn't breathe or move much with the tight bear hug he was giving me, but I could sure hear and feel everything.

C.J. was sobbing.

On to the next Chapter: Hokay. I'm sorry it took so long. Here's the second chapter, the third will be posted shortly.