so first off i should say thank you to my reviewers. i was sooo afraid i wouldn't even get one. so Smithy, blancmange, orlysluv, LegolasGreenleaf.Willizabeth, MaddyShay, and buffycorvin - you six made my day.
next thing i have to say is last week i went to south carolina to see my cousin graduate from the marines and we totally stayed in a house in a town called port royal. wicked right? it was a really neat little town. i wish i would have heard about it before this. all my future POTC fics will have some reference to there.
so i hope you enjoy this chapter. review and let me know what you think :)
Follow Me
Deux
"Okay, Petteway Hall. Sound right?" Amellia asked Will, who was holding a map and a print out of first day directions.
"That's what it says." He looked up at the large building in front of him. "I guess we'd better go sign in."
He grabbed his duffel bag, and got out of the car, his mother following suit. They walked towards the entrance of the building where the registration table was. Will looked around him as they walked towards the building. A girl to his right was sobbing loudly as she hugged her mother and father. To his left he saw a kid that must have been seven feet tall., his muscles clearly defined underneath his t-shirt. Behind him he could hear a girl who he inferred to be wealthy, complaining about how bad her feet hurt already.
"Well, honey, I told you that stilettos weren't the smartest shoes to wear today." Will heard her mother say.
"But Mom. I have to look good. First impressions are everything." She said in a preppy voice.
He looked over at his mother who was holding back a laugh. "You're definitely going to have an adventure with this Will."
Will laughed at that, and they stepped in the line for registration.
Several minutes later, they stood in front of the desk as Will gave his name.
"Ah, yes. William Turner." The man said. He handed Will a folder, and a few papers to Amelia. "I suggest you start moving your stuff in as soon as possible. The next wave of students comes in less than an hour, and it only gets worse after that. Next!"
Will and Amelia stepped away, and began to walk to their car. Will really hadn't brought that much stuff. He didn't own that much to bring a lot. He had emailed his roommate a few times and the two had figured out who was to bring what. So Will brought the microwave while Jack, his roommate, was bringing the tv.
The school had supplied them with a mini-refrigerator, so appliance-wise, they were set.
They reached the car and Will grabbed the large bag with his clothes in it, taking his art supplies and laptop in the other hand. Amelia grabbed the large tupperware bin that contained his kitchen and bathroom stuff. Looking back at the car, they could both see there was still several more things to gather up.
"Damn." He said. "Looks like we're going to have to make another trip up."
They carried the stuff that was already in their hands into the building. Will's room was on the second floor so they only had to go up one flight of stairs.
As they made their way down the hall, Will noticed they preppy girl sitting on a bed in one of the dorms filing her nails.
"Well." His mother said following his gaze. "It seems as though you're in the co-ed dorm." She laughed.
"Great." Will said sarcastically. He wasn't exactly looking forward to having all these girls living around him. If they were all more like Elizabeth, he probably wouldn't mind. But he knew that Elizabeth wasn't like other girls. It was what he was most attracted to. Will strongly believed that people generally are the same. But Elizabeth was one of those special people - the kind that you only find once in a lifetime. And he loved her more everyday for it.
They stopped a few doors down in front of Will's room. "Well, I guess this is it." Will said, letting out a sigh. He unlocked the door and stepped in. The tiny room was empty, leaving Will to assume that Jack hadn't arrived. He placed his stuff on the left side of the room and looked around. The walls were a plain light gray color. Two lofted beds were on either side of the room. A hideous green carpet covered the floors.
"Welcome home." Will muttered to himself.
They made their way back out to the car, gathering up Will's sheets, a few bags of food, and Will's guitar. They took all the stuff back up to his room and organized everything.
After they finished, Amelia gathered up her things and prepared to leave."Well, you know I wish I could stay with you, but I think it's time for me to leave."
Will pulled his mother into a hug. "I'm going to miss you, Mom."
"I'll miss you so much my boy. Now don't you go and make this hard on me." She said pulling away and quickly wiping away a few tears. She reached into her purse and handed him a small white envelope.
Will looked down at it, confused. "Mom, what is this?"
"William. You have been such a blessing in my life. You've always worked hard through school. Countless times you have helped me even though I told you not to, and together we've gotten through the hard times. You've always been so much more mature than my son or little boy, and did things that most sons would never have to. I started saving this a few years ago and even though I know it's not much, I hope it helps out a little bit."
Will looked down at the envelope, blinking away tears. His mother was right. Ever since he could remember things had been hard for them. When he was a little boy he would act as a model for his mother so she take in or make adjustments to whatever garment she was working on. Whatever she needed along the way, Will was there for her and vice versa. And somehow, they stuck together and made it through it all. "Mom. I cannot accept this. You need this money."
"Will, stop thinking about me. I want you to have this to give you a head start in life. I know you're going to be so successful with your art and in life in gerenal. I'm so proud of you."
Will hugged his mother one more time. "Thanks, Mom."
Elizabeth lay on her bed watching as her mother tried to give all of her stuff a home. Her father, on the other hand, was sitting quietly, reading through the school activities list. She had already tried to get them to leave several times, but they were both off in their own little worlds.
"Mom. I really am capable of doing this on my own." She said as her mother began folding her underwear and putting them into a drawer. Her mother just kept on going, completely ignoring her daughter. Elizabeth sighed. She would have to reorganize everything later.
"Oh! Elizabeth! There's a debate team! That would look so wonderful on your resume."
They heard a scoff from across the room. All eyes turned to the girl sitting at her computer. Elizabeth smiled. In the half hour she had known her, Elizabeth had learned her roommate was a pretty cool chick.
"Alright, Mom! Dad! It's time for you to leave."
Elizabeth quickly shooed her parents out of the room, letting out a sigh of relief when they finally did leave.
"Wow." Elizabeth's roommate said, turning around to face her. "No offenese, but they're wacked."
"Tell me about it." Elizabeth laughed. "It's Ana right?"
"Ana or Anamaria. Either works fine. So did I hear you're a poli-sci major?"
Elizabeth inwardly groaned. Her father made a big scene to Anamaria's parents when they first arrived about Elizabeth's 'choice' of major. "Until I can meet with my advisor, yes. My father chose it for me. I'm really going into English."
"Oh thank God." Ana said, causing Elizabeth to laugh. "I was so afraid you were just like them. Once again - no offense."
"Trust me, none taken." Elizabeth chuckled.
"He must really want you to follow in his footsteps."
Elizabeth nodded. It wasn't as if her father's position was a discreet thing. "It's always been that way."
"Sounds rough. At least you'll be able to get away while you're here."
"That's actually why I chose NCWC. It gets me away from it all. Plus, they have a great English program."
Amamaria nodded. "So I've got movies and such in my top drawer. All the junk food is on the top shelf in my closet, and you're more than welcome to help yourself to anything."
"Thanks." Elizabeth smiled. "Same for you. I was going to go meet my friend and grab some dinner. You wanna come?"
"Nah, that's okay. I had a big lunch with my parents so I'm pretty full. Rain check though, got it?"
"I'll count on it. I'll be back soon." Elizabeth said stepping outside. She smiled thinking how lucky she was her roommate wasn't a total freak. She pulled out her cell phone and dialed.
'Well hey there." She heard the familiar voice through the phone casing her smile. Something about Will's voice always made her smile.
"Hey yourself. How's move in going?"
"Good. I'm pretty much all settled in. You?"
"Oh, my stuff is all packed away thanks to my Mom. They just left and they were, well, being themselves."
"Yeah, sounds like it. You didn't really expect them not to though did you?"
"Good point. Where's Momma Turner?"
"Oh, she left a little while ago when we finished unpacking everything."
"Damn. I wish I could have said goodbye one last time. You interested in getting some dinner and exploring a bit?"
"Yeah, that sounds good to me. Meet me in front of the dorms in ten?"
"Yep. See you then."
Elizabeth hung up the phone and began her way outside.
Several hours later, Will made his way back to his dorm. He unlocked the door, and stepped in and noticed the second half of the dorm room had practically exploded since he left. From clothing to books to things Will couldn't even make out, the room was a disaster. Will jumped when someone stepped out from the closet. The figure turned and Will took in the sight in front of him. He was a man of average hieght, maybe five foot eight or so, dressed in dark jeans, white shirt and dark blazer coat. He had long dark hair, some of it twisted into dreads, other parts just falling free. His face was rather scruffy, the forms of a goatee coming in. Will wasn't exactly sure but it looked as if the man was wearing eye liner, giving his eyes a dark and mysterious appearance.
'Ah! You must be William." He walked, more like swaggered, over and stood in front of Will.
'Yeah. And you're Jack?"
"Ah yes. The Jack Sparrow." Will had to keep himself from laughing as the man introduced himself as if he were a celebrity.
"Well it looks like we're going to be roomies." Will said.
"Ah. This is true. What's your major?"
"Art."
"Ah, that explains the broodiness." Jack said looking Will up and down again.
Will gave Jack a look. 'I am not broody.' He thought to himself. "What's yours?"
"Don't really have one. S'pose I'll figure it out sooner or later."
Will slowly nodded.
"Alright, mate. Here's the deal. If there's a rubber band on the door, that means there's a lady in the room. Got it?"
Will just looked at him.
"You know. Let's say on of us comes strolling along to the dorm and there's a rubber band on the door. Or perhaps a tie or a string in case a rubber band can't be found, it means DO NOT come in."
"I got what you were saying. I just don't think I'll be using the rubber band thing all that much."
"You're not gay are you?" Jack blurted out. More staring from Will.
"Eunuch?"
Elizabeth spent the rest of her night reorganizing everything her mother had put away earlier. As she was putting away the last of her clothes, she noticed a box sitting at the bottom of the closet. She gently slid it out and saw it was labeled 'ELIZABETH'S STUFF. PLEASE DON'T TOUCH.' Well, at least her mother could read.
Elizabeth carried the box over to her bed, and ripped off the tape. Opening the box, Elizabeth smiled. All of her most important and special things were inside. Lying on top was her notebook. Looking at the cover, one would assume the notebook had gone through a nuclear war or something. The edges were ratty, the front cover ripped down the center. The back was covered with Elizabeth's random doodles and quotes from her favorite songs lyrics. Inside were most of Elizabeth's stories and poems. It was with this notebook that Elizabeth realized her love for writing.
The second thing she pulled out was a small jewelry box. Inside was her grandmother's ring. Her mother's mother gave it to Elizabeth when she was a little girl. It was a pear shaped opal ring flanked by two tiny diamonds. Six months after she was given the ring, Elizabeth's grandmother passed away. Elizabeth only wore it now for special occasions, afraid it would break or she would lose it.
Elizabeth pulled a few more things out of the box, putting them away in various places in her room. She smiled looking back down into the box. She pulled out a small 5 x 7 picture frame. In it was a picture of her and Will at their senior prom. She had gone with James, of course, but as promised she saved the last dance for her best friend. It was her most favorite picture in the world. Elizabeth and Will were dancing, her arms tight around his neck, head held back in laughter. But what Elizabeth loved the most was the look on Will's face. He was looking down at her with the biggest smile spread across his face. Elizabeth felt there was no other person who could give her that look.
The last item in the box was one of her favorites. It was a drawing Will had given her for graduation. It was a couple with their arms tight around each other, kissing, with the words"I believe in the faith that grows, and the four right chords could make me cry. When I'm with you I feel like I could die, and that would be alright" spiraling around them. They were lyrics from one of Elizabeth's favorite songs - Semi Charmed Life by Third Eye Blind. Will had done the entire picture using charcoal, which Elizabeth thought was Will's strongest area. Although everything Will did was nothing short from amazing. Elizabeth took the framed piece of art and hung it on her wall beside her computer and right next to her bed.
Seeing that everything was put away in it's proper place, Elizabeth sat down at her computer and checked her email.
"Can I just say your boyfriend is incredibly hot." Elizabeth turned and saw Anamaria laying on her bed, the picture of her and Will in her hands.
Elizabeth smiled. "Oh that's not my boyfriend. That's just..Will."
"And who is Will, and where can I get one?" Anamaria said, causing Elizabeth to laugh.
"We've been best friends since I was eight. He actuallys goes to school here too, so I'm sure you will meet him before too long."
"And you're not dating?"
"Nope. Strictly friends."
"Hah." Ana said scoffing. "This boy is in love with you."
"Yeeeeah, right." Elizabeth laughed. "Will's really just my friend. We've never been anything more, and that's how we'll always be."
"Well, don't tell him that." Ana said putting the picture back on the stand and went back to her bed. Elizabeth shrugged her off, and turned off her computer. The two girls settled in and went to bed.
there you have it. please tell me what you think. oh, and i have nothing against poli sci majors. my bro's a polisci major. i was just going off of elizabeth's background.
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