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For everyone who is reading, the dialogue isn't meant to be accurate to the 17th/ 18th centuries. For one this story is written by a 21st century kid and it's supposed to be funny. The reason I'm telling you this is cause I've had a few reviews that have corrected my dialogue choice. But anyway please leave reviews and thanks for reading. Enjoy!

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Chapter 7: The Years Pass

The years passed rather quickly from the time Will Turner left Elizabeth, Will and Nick on the beach. Life returned to somewhat normal after that but his dad was always on Will's mind along with the promise that his dad would come get him so he could sail on the seas with him. He would spend many days, either at dawn or dusk, sitting at the beach hoping that he would see the green flash. The only major difference was that Will honored his father's wish and stayed out of trouble. He did his best but his self-control was waning.

Will and Nick passed their 10th birthday, their 11th birthday, their 12th birthday and their 13th birthday. Thirteen was a big birthday for both of them. It was their coming of age birthday, the day they were to find their place in the world. Their mom couldn't get them anything major for their birthday but they were pretty thrilled by their gifts. Nick got a book on English history and Will got his first pair of real pirate boots. He was ecstatic to finally get pirate boots and get out of those stupid buckle shoes. According to Will," Whoever invented those buckle shoes should die a very painful death."

Nick was happy to get a book on English history, he spent half his time reading. Will spent most of his time at the blacksmith shop. Because he was older he took over most of the work and was able to create more tools and weapons. Being a blacksmith though made him have rather low social status and combined with his criminal record, put him even below his brother, which he wasn't happy about.

Over the years, Will had become rather good friends with Joshua Jones, who was now 16, and Christa Jones. He still had a major crush on Christa and according to his brother, he was in love with her, which he always denied. Josh usually came and hang out at the blacksmith shop with Will, much to the dismay of Josh's father. Will would do his work and Josh would either just talk with him or try and help. They would swordfight in their free time.

Christa didn't really come by much but she would talk to Will when she saw him, which is more than can be said for the other high society girls. Most of the girls had a crush on Will but they never said anything about it cause it wouldn't be proper for a high society girl to like a simple blacksmith. The only reason Will knew they liked him was cause he would notice them staring at him as he passed. And Nick would overhear girls talking about him.

Commodore Buckner still hated him. But Will figured that no matter how old he got, Commodore Buckner would always hate him. Ironically, Commodore Buckner's son, Butch Buckner, was the town bully. He bullied every boy in town except for Josh. Which is not proper for a boy in high society and the son of a naval officer.

Josh was in the Blacksmith shop with Will one night while Will worked on a sword for the Captain. He was in an apron and breeches and covers in soot and sweat. Josh was sitting up in the rafters while Will was standing in front of the anvil beating a piece of hot metal.

"You know, Will, my sister really likes you," said Josh. Will looks up suddenly from his work only to smile and look back down.

"Yeah right," he laughed.

"It's true, Will," Josh said." Haven't you noticed how she looks at you?" Will glanced up at him.

"No."

"Well, she does like you, and you like her," said Josh with a smirk. Will's eyes locked onto him.

"Yeah, right, you've got to be joking." His eyes went back down to the soon to be sword.

"Oh, come on Will, everyone knows you like her, its kind of obvious," Josh said with a sigh. Will thought about it for a second.

"I am neither denying nor agreeing to that accusation," he said still looking down at the hot metal. A smug and knowing smile crossed Josh's face. Will just ignored him.

"Anyway, why would she like me? I'm just a blacksmith. I'm at the bottom of the food chain, lower than even my brother, and she's at the top of the food chain," said Will.

"Well, I don't know, I don't try to understand the female mind. But maybe that's why she likes you, cause you're down at the bottom. Because of that, you don't act all stuck up and superior like Butch Buckner."

"Oh man, Butch Buckner," said Will wiping his hands on a towel." I hate him. If I insult him at all, he goes running to his daddy. Wimp. He always goes running to his daddy. He's nothing but a big baby. I'm tough and resourceful cause I've grown up without my dad around. Maybe he needs that."

"You're not thinking of killing Commodore Buckner, are you?" asked Josh concerned.

"I've thought about it when I've gotten angry. Who do you think I was aiming when I 'accidentally' set off that cannon when I was 7?" said Will in a false serious voice. Josh burst out laughing. Tears were streaming from his eyes.

"But seriously, you're not going to kill him, are you?"

"Probably not, " shrugged Will." But note: I said probably." Josh burst out laughing again. That's when Will heard commotion outside. There were bangs and shouting.

"Josh, shhhh! Be quiet!" Josh listened and heard what Will was listening to. He hopped off of the rafters.

"What is it?" he asked.

"Nothing good," Will replied as he walked over to the door. Will opened the door to a surprise. People were running everywhere and screaming. There were some dead people lying in the streets. Cannonballs were ripping through buildings. And men in dirty clothes were pillaging the town. Out in the bay there was a big ship, a ship that wasn't part of the Royal Navy. Will shut the door.

"What is it?" asked Josh in a concerned tone. Will picked up a sword and tossed one to Josh.

"Pirates."