Chapter 6: First Meetings
"Well, aren't you coming down or are you miss?" Jack asked with a smirk on his face that made her blush. "I suppose so," Jessica replied, as
she climbed down the ladder and onto the main deck where Jack stood, dripping wet. "I'm sorry love but it never fails when a half naked beautiful
half naked woman stands sits in a crow's nest and laugh at a pirate, savvy?" He stated flashing her a smile that revealed some of the gold
in his teeth. "You're a pirate, and I surprised that you are allowed on this ship," Jessica replied with a sarcastic tone to her voice. "You must
be one as well," Jack replied, tossing his dread locks and beads, which made Jessica smile even more. "Or are you some daughter of some
wealthy benefactor who hates to dress proper?" "I beg your pardon," Jessica replied annoyed.
"You seem to be utterly confused miss. Why are you dressed like that?" Jack asked Jessica curiously.
"For your information, I am engaged to a banker who lives in Port Royal who is a client of my father's. We are to be wed
soon," Jessica replied trying to sound proper. "I really don't think that a proper women would dress like that and read such
a book sweetheart," Jack replied in a mocking manner. "And from the way you're dressed, you seem to hate those heavy
dresses that prim princesses wear. I can see it in your eyes, savvy?"
Jessica blushed and looked at Jack with a hypnotized feeling. 'Why is that man so fascinating to look at,' Jessica asked
herself. 'He's a pirate and he's not going to win my father's affection that way.'
"I'm Captain, Jack Sparrow," he stated putting a hand out to shake Jessica's, while dripping wet with a hint of salt water.
Jessica looked at him while entranced in at him. "My name is..."
"Jessica," a voice rang from behind, that Jessica recognized and despised. She turned around quickly only to notice
Mr. Berkley glaring at her. "You get away from him darling. That's a pirate and the most wanted in the Caribbean I
suppose. And what are you doing being dressed like that? You look like a town whore." "John, I must refuse your offer
really. I was only climbing up to the crow's nest to read and I hate those bloody dresses. With that, Mr. Berkley slapped
Jessica, but she quickly slapped him back and glared at him angrily. "My father made a mistake in having me marry
you instead of marry the man of my choice," Jessica replied to Mr. Berkley. "It's a pity you think so because you will learn
to be a fine women when you move in with your cousine. You will become a fine wife for me and you will honor me," Mr.
Berkley replied as he pulled her away and showed Jessica into her cabin. "Now, get dressed and stay away from that
pirate. He will cause you harm, and meet me for dinner. I have a better reputation anyway, as that pirate is nothing but
a pig and a coward. He's not worth your time and you're not worth his. Couldn't you smell the rum on his breath? Anyone
who drinks like that has poor morals." "Yes, and anyone who talks as high as you so, is a superior stuck up peacock with
a cold heart. You don't love me and I don't love you. In fact, I don't see any reason why we need to be together. You
never pay attention to me just like my father and..." "And that's enough," Mr. Berkley replied storming out and slamming
the door. "I hate you," Jessica replied furiously and I hate your ugly powdered white wig. It makes you look like a pig!
She shouted loudly and then laughed mischievously. "That's funny, those two words rhyme. He's a pig and he wears a wig,"
Jessica sang as she evily got dressed in a fine black gown and fixed her hair herself. "I will go to dinner to get a laugh out
of such an idiot," Jessica told herself out loud. If only her governess would have been there to see and hear Jessica
say such a thing about a man with high reputation. "Not very lady like," Jessica mocked of her father's snobbery towards
her. "In fact, he's a bloody weasel too. I think I hate my father and enjoy it that he sent me away. And I'll make some new
friends too," Jessica reminded herself. "Ooh, and a women should never talk to herself, how impolite and insane
of me. And what about a bottle of rum, I wonder what I would be like if I got drunk."
"Jessica," Jack whispered as he stood entranced at her being pulled away by her dreadful fiancee. There was
something about saying her name which left a passion on his lips. "So, isn't she quite a fire ball," one of the men asked
Jack. "Quite," Jack replied. "She'd make quite the fine pirate the way she slapped Mr. Berkley around," the crew
member laughed. "Ay," Jack replied. "But I wouldn't make her wear undergarments. I wouldn't even have her wear a
dress. "I think she'd like good in a pair of trousers and a ruffled shirt with her hair flying about. She's too fiesty to be a lady.
"I can see it in her, just like another girl that I know from Port Royal and I almost had her," Jack replied drifting off into his
thoughts. "In the meantime, I am going to swim back to the pearl and I am headed out to meet some friends from Port
Royal." And with that, Jack jumped into the water and swam swiftly back to the Black Pearl and climbed back on.
Jessica sat and ate like a bird for Mr. Berkley while he bragged to her about his success and how he got ahold of his father's
money and built a branch in Port Royal, which bored her to death. She tried not to yawn directly infront of John and forced
a fake smile. "That sounds quite lovely," Jessica added in a fake tone, which John did not notice and it only gave him more of
a reason to gloat. "Thank you dear," is all he could say and continued bragging, as Jessica wandered into her thoughts
and thought relentlessly about that pirate. What was his name again? And why did she again think about a man who had
the smell of rum on his breath.
"When I live there, I plan on finding the red jewel of King Neptune," John bragged snobbishly. "They say it's
more valuable than gold," he added. "I don't care about such things dear, Jessica replied coldly. "I could care less about
money. "But this jewel will buy you what ever you want. A big house, beautiful clothes, boats, you named it. None of
those areas interested Jessica as she only cared about feeling loved and making some friends. She was tired of the same
stuck up people, boring balls, and even boarding schools with stuck up girls her age that had been brain washed silly.
She somewhat envied the crew and that pirate. They were free and had their own personalities which Jessica
longed for.