­ Hmm, 97 hits and 4 reviews….interesting! lol thankyou anyway to those who did decide to review- they really make me smile! I would love a few ideas from you?? Anyway I'm hoping there will be more reviews after this too because it is the longest chapter I've ever written lol even though its pretty crap and useless- nothing important happens

i dont own anything- btw "Princes Square" i made up, coz i dont really live in NY, same with "New York Acadamey for Girls" lol just to let you know

Chapter 3- Shoes and, more shoes

I led both pirates into the kitchen, and sat them both on the table, while I looked through the fridge to find something to eat. I sucked at cooking; normally I'd just have lunch out, because I was always out. Meanwhile I could hear the two of them bickering again.

"So if we're both 'ere where's Lizzie?" drawled Jack.

"It's Elizabeth!" snapped Will

"Where's Elizabeth?" asked Jack in a childish voice

"I don't know! She was with us in Tia Dalma's place! Where were you?"

"I told ye already! I was eaten by the kraken"

"Wait! I got it! This must be heaven! Gorgeous women whoops woman everywhere, now wait a moment if this is heaven then why is the eunuch sittin' next t' me?" murmured Jack, waving his arms around him.

I looked at him with distaste, taking out two packets of stir fry and shoving them awkwardly into the microwave. I then popped open a bottle of San Pellegrino's and poured two glasses and clunked them onto the table were the two men were arguing.

"Drink up!" I said uncharacteristically. I was tired of Jack's constant rambling, I just wanted him to shut up for once. He took the glass and downed it all in one breath. Jack then twisted his face in disgust and spat it out, the contents splattering everywhere. Will and I both looked disgusted.

"gArhh!!! that's disgusting! Luv, you got any rum?" chocked Jack, wiping his mouth.

"Rum??? Rum? For lunch???" I screeched, taking a piece of cloth and wiping the table. "No, Sparrow, I don't have any rum or alcohol at all so get used to it, its all I have!!" I was furious. This stranger just popped up in my house and is demanding rum! It's good enough that I haven't kicked him out yet. Thankfully Will was behaving, keeping quiet, his eyes darting between us with uncertainty.

"Ye look ravishin' when ye angry, luv" smirked Jack, staring up at me with his kohl-rimmed brown eyes.

I gave up, leaving the both of them in silence. Will sat uncomfortably, gazing at the fridge and the microwave curiously. Jack however, went up to the fridge and began searching through it. He grabbed a bottle of diet coke, and shook it in front of me. "Wots this?" he asked.

"It's called coke, its uh drink" I answered, staring at the numerous amounts of junk tied to his wild hair. I looked at his bizarre attire. He was wearing a sort of loose white shirt- over that was a vest and over that was two belts, tied tightly around his waist, with a sort of worn looking sash dangling from between them. Over that he wore a large leather or whatever it was coat. He had these thick looking pants on and scruffy boots. !! I'd say its about 35 degrees in here... and just looking at him and all his pirate clothes made me feel hot. How could these two pirates still be alive under all that.

"Drink aha! Is it like rum?" asked Jack. He managed to figure out how to twist the lid open. The liquid shot like a fountain of bubbles, and slopped all over Jack's face. "GGAhh!!!" yelled Jack, as it squirted into his eyes. He helplessly rubbed them, which made everything ten times worse.

I burst out laughing, uncontrollably. His dreadlocks were all wet and his kohl around his dark eyes were smudged his white shirt was stained with brown. I couldn't stop laughing. Even Will cracked a smile. Jack frowned, obviously because we were laughing at Captain Jack Sparrow.

"Wots so funny, luv?" he said in a low voice, as he placed the half empty bottle back in the fridge and turned back to me. Jack stared at me through my white tank top. I felt invisible, and it was freaky. I'm ashamed to say that he actually looked quite sexy when he was dripping wet.

"Jack, will you stop looking at me!!?" I said warily, taking out the stir fry and spooning it into two separate bowls. I set them down on the table where Will was sitting, and they both ate quietly. I took a seat next to Will.

"So erm, have you figured out what you're going to do?" I asked, watching him inspect the fork with mild interest. Will smiled, looking from the fork to me.

"Well…I don't know how I got here…so I don't know how to get back…and…No." said Will thoughtfully. I returned a smile, grabbing his fork I fed him some vegetables, chuckling at his surprised face.

"You'd better eat up William, I doubt I'll be home tonight…" I grinned, watching him chew thoughtfully on his food.

"And what about you, Ms Lint? I don't see you eating your vegetables!" said Will cheekily.

Hmm. He's right, I thought. I got up and took a fork out of the kitchen draw and sat back down next to him.

"Oh and it's Francesca, Mr. Turner" I smiled. I planted my fork in some of his vege's and stuck them in my mouth, giggling like a child for no good reason.

I sneaked a glance across the table, where Jack was sitting, and glaring daggers at us. Whoops! I had totally forgotten about him! I cocked an eyebrow humorously at the sight of his unpleasant face.

"What's wrong Captain?!" I asked lightly, trying not to laugh. Jack looked like he'd swallowed something disgusting. He didn't seem to want to answer me, so I left the kitchen for awhile, gathering a few bits and pieces into my purse.

I headed back to the kitchen, and heard the familiar voices of Jack and Will bickering again. I sighed loudly, silencing the both of them.

"Okay, I'll be leaving soon, and- and if you want to stay in this house, then behave, alright?" I lectured. Both men nodded, like little children, obviously because I was addressing them as little children.

"Anyway, erm if I'm not back for dinner, just look through the fridge, and find yourselves something to eat?" I explained, moving over to the oven. "This is the oven, so if you see on a packet it says oven, then this is it okay?"

"Microwave" I said, pointing to it. "Erm, you can watch TV if your bored- it's in the other room…but don't worry I'll try to get back"

I grabbed the phone on top of the fridge and sat between Jack and Will. "This is a phone, if you need me, dial 0495562249 okay you talk through the-?" I told them, whilst writing the number on a piece of paper, but was interjected by Jack

"Wot's dial?"

"Press, Jack. You press the number okay?" I sighed.

He nodded. "Okay. Don't go out of the apartment, don't play with fire- defiantly Don't let anyone in okay!!" I said. "Don't answer any calls…unless it's me…erm…alright, if it's me, I'll let the phone ring 3 times, them 3 times again- the 3rd time I ring and on the 3rd ring, pick up ok? That'll be me" I concluded, still racking my brains to see if there was something I'd forgotten.

Both men were looking at me dumbfounded, as they registered the information I had fed them. I felt so much like my mum, I wouldn't be surprised if my instincts told me to give them both a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Luckily they didn't, and I heard a familiar honk outside.

"Okay, I'm going now! And Jack, behave!" I smiled, waving goodbye. The last I saw was Jack's open mouth, ready to protest.

Once seated in Amanda's car I was greeted instantly by her toothy smile.

"I knew you'd forget!" she exclaimed rolling her eyes in a humorous manner. I frowned, racking my brains.

"Forget what?" I asked curiously.

Amanda sighed, grinning. "You were supposed to disguise yourself so the paparazzi won't know it's you!" she explained, rolling her eyes again. Whoops! I was so caught up with what had happened in the past 12 hours I'd forgotten.

"And you have?" I questioned, raising an eyebrow at her supposedly "disguised" outfit that consisted of black shorts and a red top. She smiled smugly.

"Well, I knew you'd forget, so I didn't bother" she said expertly.

"Ugh you are unbelievable"

We arrived at Prince's Square shortly, and the sight of the towering building earned a muffled groan by me.

"Amanda! Can't we go somewhere different! This place is just so…new and…rich!" I huffed, even though it was my favourite place to shop, I really wanted to just go somewhere different.

"Cez, since you forgot to do what I asked…we can't really do that, unless you want to spend this afternoon dodging cameras, which mind you is very hard to do" explained Amanda, as we entered the building. I sighed as I felt a cool breeze welcome my face. I sniffed the air. It smelled like an assortment of different expensive perfumes. I sighed, wishing I was just a normal person, who could browse around the streets of New York and not get mobbed.

We browsed through the building, and while Amanda spent an hour and half in Jimmy Choo, all I did was sit there, mulling thoughts over my head and wondering if I should tell her about the pirates that had appeared in my apartment. I wondered if she would think I was insane and not be my friend anymore. Nah, Amanda wouldn't do that I don't think, because I'm pretty sure she know I would not be able to survive without her, and if I died it would be her fault.

"By mum!" I waved happily as I crossed the road to my new school, New York Academy for Girls. I giggled to myself at the name- it sounded so sophisticated! I was all bubbly and excited when I thought of all the new people I could meet. I studied my map carefully, trying to figure out which direction my homeroom was.

I was so busy studying it, I bumped someone. Whoops! She stood there glaring at me. I swallowed. She was wearing this very short white skirt, and a revealing pink singlet and had these 5 inch white stilettos on. She had full make-up on, and big batty eyelashes. I felt like a complete dork standing next to her, even though I was still taller than her. I quickly muttered and apology.

"Sorry…" I turned to go.

"Excuse me??" she huffed, flicking her long blond hair over her shoulders.

I rolled my eyes humorously. "I said I'm sor-ry!" I repeated, this time clearer and louder and pronouncing each syllable crisply. I gave a friendly smile which she did not return.

She gasped loudly as if I just slapped her on the face. I raised my eyebrows, failing to see what her problem was- I just told her sorry twice! I quickly escaped, still trying to figure out where I was.

I looked around frantically- two minutes till class! I spotted a few girls who were chatting and laughing amongst themselves. They looked quite friendly, so I decided to try my luck. I ran a hand through my long red curls, smoothed my t shirt and checked that my jeans looked okay. I walked briskly over to them. They were all at least half a head shorter than me! Urgh!!!

"Hi! I'm Francesca" I introduced myself, casting a bright smile.

The girl with shiny black hair glanced at her two friends, as if talking with her eyes.

They all smiled warmly. Phew!

"I'm Olivia" Shiny black hair replied. "This is Darcy" she gestured to the girl with blonde hair on her right. "And this is Penelope" she pointed at the girl with short cropped brown hair. They all smiled back at me.

"Great!" I said a little too enthusiastically. "Well, I was wondering if you could please show me to my homeroom…err M15…I'm new here?" I asked brightly.

They exchanged glances again, before Olivia spoke. "Yeaaah, of course! That's our homeroom tooo" she replied sweetly. "Follow us, we're going that way now!"

I couldn't help but do a little dance inside my head. Finally! Some friendly people! I followed them hopefully.

"Nice name!" commented Darcy, shooting me a smile. "What is it like French of something?"

"Oh! Thanks! Yeah…my mum is French and my dad is well American!" I replied calmly.

After that we were pretty much silent. I kept trying to make conversation, but I couldn't think of anything to say.

We finally arrived 5 minutes late to a classroom. Penelope pushed open the door and we entered. A bald headed teacher looked up

"Ah, there you are girls, take a seat hurry please!" he instructed. Olivia, Darcy and Penelope all took seats net to each other, so there was no space left for me on the same table. I shrugged, unaware that the whole class was staring at me.

"And who might you be, miss?" asked the teacher curoisly.

I smiled. "Oh! I'm Francesca Lint, I'm new here" I told him.

He frowned, scanning through the role. "Nope, sorry , your not on here, maybe you've got the wrong classroom?" he suggested.

My grin faded into a confused frown. "But this is M15 right?" I asked slowly.

"Actually this is M16… your class is the one next on the right" said the teacher grimly.

"Huh" I exclaimed. I felt myself heat up as I heard a few sneers coming from the students. I turned around holding my head up high and exited the room as quickly as possible. I couldn't believe they lied to me!! I felt like an idiot once again, as I entered M15.

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As the bell for lunch rang I packed up my books quietly, wishing for luck. I still hadn't met any nice people, and it seemed lunch was a good time to do so.

I watched the groups of girls talking happily to each other as I grabbed a sandwich from the backpack. Everyone looked so sophisticated and rich!!

I walked hopefully to a group of girls sitting under a tree.

"Hi! I'm Francesca, I'm new here, is it okay if I join you guys?" I asked brightly, wishing for the best. No suck luck though. They all stared up at me, taking in my tall and lanky figure. "Nice hair!" sneered one. "Wow, you're like really really skinny!" said another, smirking. I frowned- was that supposed to be a compliment? They then acted as if they didn't even hear me, carrying on with their private conversations. I sighed, rolling my eyes as I walked away. I really didn't get why people could be so mean! In fact, I couldn't even accuse them of being mean because they didn't even do anything!

I smiled lightly to myself as I approached another group. They were all dressed as if they were going to a party. Geez! Don't they know it's called school!

"Hey! I'm Francesca! Uerh I like your perfume!" I said hopefully to the girl on my right with long brown hair.

"Thanks, it's Ralph Lauren, want some?" she replied. I was so shocked that she even acknowledged me that before I could answer; she took out a little multicoloured bottle and sprayed it in my face.

I coughed and spluttered, feeling my eyes sting. The group were back to talking loudly, as if I wasn't there and hadn't just been sprayed poison on in my face. I fought the urge not to punch the girl in the gut, and walked away.

I sat by a tree by myself, picking at my sandwich. Were they all like this? Oh god, I hope not! Oh well, maybe tomorrow I might have more luck. From the corners of my eyes I could see all of them staring at me. I didn't get what was so wrong about me!! Was it my hair? Yes, I decided. Tomorrow I'm going to die my hair blonde!! I'll be a blonde hair blue eyed chick in no time! I was just about to get up when I heard a voice.

"Hi, I'm Amanda, can I join you?"

I looked up. A girl about my height was smiling in front of me, clutching a sandwich. For a moment I thought it was the girl who I'd bumped into , because she had long blonde hair as well, but thankfully it wasn't.

"Err, yeh! Of course! I'm Francesca!" I smiled

"Don't worry about them…" said Amanda.

"Who?"

"Them! If you just ignore them they'll stop" she said, pointing to the groups of loud girls.

"Oh yeah…I don't really mind" I laughed.

"Are you new?" she asked

"Yeah, you?"

"Mmm-hmm! I have to say this school is quite the extreme…" she commented.

I laughed. "Yeh."

"It's a bit like my old school, they used to tease me coz I'm really skinny…but I actually eat like a horse" Amanda said comically.

"Really??! Same! I mean me too!" I exclaimed. Amanda raised her eyebrows at my sudden outburst. "I mean, well not that it's a good thing, but you know…" I said sheepishly.

"Yeh , I know" Amanda grinned.

At that moment the bell rang. I groaned and Amanda giggled.

"Come on, race you back!" she laughed, already running.

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I smiled at the memory that reminded me what a good person Amanda was. That's it, I'll tell her! I thought. Maybe tomorrow, I don't really want to cause a commotion in the middle of a designer shoe store. Yes, tomorrow!

Amanda's voice snapped me back into the real world.

"Hello? I said you should get these!" she said, thrusting a pair of gold stilettos about. I studied them.

"Hmmm…I'll take them!!!" I smiled. I didn't even bother trying them on or even acknowledge the price tag. I just wanted to get out of this shoe store once and for all!

I rolled my eyes at the amount of shoes Amanda had purchased.

"What!?" exclaimed Amanda.

"Nothing!?" in an equal accusing tone. "C'mon, Ja…aarh, erm I need to replace some makeup"

Amanda and I settled in a Chinese restaurant a few hours later, ordering food. I was glad it was this really posh one, and there were few people. I decided to check on Jack and Will.

"Bathroom, Amanda!" I said quickly and excused myself from the table.

As I reached the bathroom I quickly dialled the number. It rang three times, so I ended the call, did the same thing again and then exactly on the 3rd ring of the 5th call Will picked up

"Ms Lint err Fran-ches-ka! I mean…how are you?" came Wills voice. It sounded a few octaves higher than normal. I heard a faint "Bloody whelp…" that no doubt came from Jack.

"Err, fine, everything okay? How's Jack? How come you didn't call?!" I asked hopefully.

"Well because Jack-" Will began. He was cut off by a loud bang. I frowned.

"Is everything okay?"

"Fine!! He's fine, we're fine, great!" came Jacks voice. I rolled my eyes.

"Okay! So did you manage to get something to eat??" I smiled.

"Mmm! 'course" said Jack calmly.

"Oh, you sure? Don't lie, Sparrow, I can bring some food back if not!"

"Yes! I mean, no, I'm not sure…because William says he's still hungry so bring some food back to keep the whelp satisfied 'kay?" muttered Jack softly. I heard another bang.

"Fran-ches-ka, I'm not, Jack's just lying, don't listen to-" began Will. I heard another bang as Jack took over the phone.

"Cesca forget about the whelp, just bring some food back, savvy?" said Jack deeply.

I smiled playfully before answering. "Alright, but you two behave or I wont! Bye Jack! Oh would you mind handing the phone to Will?" Jack grumpily did so.

"Will! Bye!" I smiled

"Yeah bye franches-ka! Have a nice night!" came Will's calm voice

"Oh and look after Jack, okay?" I whispered, giggling.

"I will, Ms Lint" chuckled Will.

So, an armful of shopping bags, two containers of Chinese and a couple of credit cards later, me and Amanda said our goodbyes. It was now 11pm and my feet were about to collapse. I waved goodbye warily to Amanda as she drove away.

I unlocked the door and dumped the bags immediately on the floor.

"I'm hoooome!" I cried, awaiting some kind of an answer.

As I rubbed my sore feet I felt something wasn't right. The lights were all on, but there was no sound. I couldn't even hear Jack's usual rambling. Maybe they were asleep?

I went in the kitchen and set down the containers of food , yawning in the process. I blinked at the sight before me.

Three quarters of the kitchen looked like it had been literally bombed. The whole place was dripping wet with some kind of orange sauce, there were a few open packets of noodles scattered across the floor, some burnt sushi in a pan atop the oven. The microwave was on, and I stopped it, pulling out a bowl of carrots and a few unsuccessfully peeled kiwifruits. A whole packet of flour had spilled in the sink. As I walked across to the sink I stepped on a mushed avocado with my bare feet. I groaned loudly.

The other one quarter looked as if some professional cleaner was hired to clean it as a matter of life and death. It hurt too much to look at the fridge, it was too shiny, like staring at the sun.

After 5 minutes of standing hopelessly at the bizarre kitchen I decided to find Jack and Will so I could ask what the hell happened. I entered through the bathroom and saw Jack lying asleep on my bed and Will snoozing softly on the couch.

I was about to scream at them, when I saw shoes. There were two sets of feet, underneath my bed.