Sorry I haven't been updating lately. More on the way!
"She'll get this town infested with pirates and I don't feel like having Sparrow back. He caused us too much trouble!" the baker yelled.
"Mr. Weatherly Bella is just a child." I heard mother say.
"She doesn't have good postures and she's not very elegant." Mrs. Lee said
"But she's a good person and she's utterly determined." Mother answered.
"Not to me."
"Or me. Bella is more daring than graceful and, at times, can act before she thinks." The baker said.
"But she's also the most optimistic and caring person you'll ever meet." Mother said. They nodded in agreement.
"Now what are we going to do about her father?" Mrs. Lee asked.
"He'll be coming back any day now the ten years have been up. It's been what three four years since he got off the ship?" The baker answered.
"Five. But he went with Jack. And last night at the fireworks I saw him." Mother said.
"Elizabeth he could be after her. For goodness sake we have to protect her." Mrs. Lee answered with disgust.
"Well we might not. She wants to leave Port Royal and go look for him-" Mother said but was interrupted.
"Well then send her off Port Royal's saved!" Mr. Weatherly, the baker, cheered. "John I'm not sending my daughter on a suicidal attempt." Mother yelled.
"Better her than me." He answered. Then I heard no more. I stood up. My Dad was alive… and he was coming back?! I let out a cheer and ran to go catch up to William.
While I was running I ran into someone knocking them down with myself. "I think you broke my nose." He said. "I think you broke my fall." I looked at him the stood up and offered my hand. He took it and started grabbing my books that had fallen in the impact. "Sorry." I said then I looked him in the eye.
He wore a leather jacket over a white shirt, breeches, and boots. He also was wearing a leather cord necklace with what appear to be charms and other trinkets hanging from it. "It's fine… I don't know your name," he said as we picked up everything. "I'm Bella… Turner." I said when he dropped everything again. "Oh I shouldn't of run into like that malady." He said bowing. "No no nooooo it's fine. I won't throw you in jail plus it was my fault too." I confessed. "Well my name is Jonathon Groves." Just then I got pushed again landing on Jonathon. "Oookayyy. This is awkward. You're not awkward. Me, I'm awkward. You're gorgeous. Wait—what?"I said when he grabbed my hand.
"I am so sorry again… for hitting a beautiful girl, twice, and every moment after. Miss. Turner." He bowed again and ran off. I felt my cheeks get hot and touched them. I walked to school.
"All right students today we will be learning about World Cultures." Mrs. Scott said writing on the chalk board "World Cultures". Her handwriting wasn't the best. She wore her usual brown dress with embroidery on the end of the dress, her gray hair tied in a bun. And when she walked her heels clicked against the floor. "Now who knows Singapore's culture?" she asked scanning the group of children. "Isabella." I daydreamed out the window of life in… anywhere but here. "Isabella?!" "Hm? Oh the culture of Singapore is… why do we to know this? I mean half of these people aren't going to leave this town so." I said. "Well what happens if you end up going there not knowing their culture." She asked. "I can ask a tour guide or Sao Feng." I said. "Why do you think you don't need to know this?" she asked again.
"Isn't it obvious?"
"What is so obvious?"
"I'm not going to be a normal woman."
"And what kind of woman do you want to be? Whether or not you like it women nowadays are house wives, teachers, or maidens waiting to marry and settle down." Mrs. Scott said. "Which is a life I cannot live in. Also to answer your question- a pirate." I said walking around the room acting as if I was the new teacher."I'd make sure every pirate gets what they deserve. A short drop and a sudden stop." I looked around until one boy made the hanging symbol with his bandana around his neck. I gasped. "Well before I sit I have one I would like to say."
"And what is that Bella?" Mrs. Scott asked. "Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me. We pillage, we plunder, we rifle, and loot, Drink up me hearties, yo ho. We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot, Drink up me hearties, yo ho. Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me!" I ran around the room singing it, when Mrs. Scott stopped all of us. "Enough! Bella office now!" she pointed out the door. I gave a huff and marched out.