Hey. What's up? Oh, cool, cool. Yeah, this one way conversation thing isn't going well.

FUCK. We watched to movie 'newsies' in social studies. AND IT WAS A FUCKING GOOD MOVIE. Besdies the singing. That Brooklyn guy was hot! His name was Spot or something. Who the fuck names their child spot? Whatever. But it's an old movie. '92. EEK. SO HOT THOUGH. OHMYGOD. One person's name is Jack Kelly, and that means he's related to Mary Kelly, the last (publisized) ripper vivtim, and also the most gruesonley murdered. Look up Mary Kelly on google images. I don't get werided out by that stuff. But yeah. 11 years earlier his (probably very) distant cousin/whatecer was murdered in her bed by the ripper. WHOA. Fuck. It's finally Friday. Thank god.

OOH WATCH THIS. You know how the plane crashed into the apartment building 4 days ago? Huh? What was the date?

10/11/06. Turn it upside down.

90/11/01. WHOAAA SCARY. The 90 represnets a 9. just so you know. But, freaky eh? Fuck.

I have a horse show on whinny on…whatchamacallit….SUNDAY. Yeah. Schooling hunter. Fuck I'm gunna not going to even place because I lean forward too much. Ever since I sprained my back (painful) falling off Krystal when she took the jump suuuuper long, I've been ultra scared. Oh well. Wish me luck. PLEAE.

R&R!

Ava awoke late that morning, her head aching from the painkillers.

"They don't do too well of a job." She muttered, glaring at the white sheets next to her. She attempted to get up, but something prevented her. A weight on the other side of the bed did not allow this motion. She looked over to her side and slumped down, sighing. Even when I'm injured he must have his way… She thought, exasperated. She began to push Jack, attempting to either wake him or have him pushed off the bed. Whichever happened first. Jack opened one eye and smirked, but soon felt his body taking a not so pleasant dip downwards. He swore, trying to catch himself but failing. Ava laughed and sat up correctly. Jack glared at her.

"Funny, eh?" He asked, his voice ridden with sarcasm. Ava nodded enthusiastically.

"Very." She replied, smiling sweetly at him. He smiled back sarcastically and pulled himself up, leaning on the small bed.

"You sleep well?" He asked, yawning. Ava caught a glint of metal in his mouth. She shrugged.

"Guess so. Except for a certain intruder." She said, looking up at the ceiling. "What do you think of 2006 so far?" She asked. Jack thought about this for a moment.

"Confusing." He replied, walking over to a machine and pressing buttons.

"NO NO JACK! NO!" She screamed, jumping up to stop him. She hit his hand. "That's high tech equipment! We could ruin it." She said, taking his hand off of the machine. A doctor walked into the room.

"Let's take a look at your back." He said, looking at Jack oddly. "Who is he?" The doctor asked.

"My friend. He's trying out his Halloween costume to see if people find it scary or realistic. He's a pirate." Ava lied. The doctor nodded.

"Looks very realistic to me." The doctor chuckled. "Imagine if he had actually come from the 18th century!" He exclaimed. Ava gave a small, fake laugh. The doctor pulled the back of her hospital gown open, looking at her back. "Getting much better, I'll give you some ointment to put on it to help fight against and infections." He said with a smile. Ava nodded.

"Thanks." She said, grabbing her normal clothes. She quickly changed into them and walked out of the door. In the lobby, children stared and parents gasped. "Hey, ma'am, do you think that my friend's Halloween costume is realistic?" Ava asked, very loud. "He's a pirate." The woman nodded.

"Goodness yes, I thought you had brought a real pirate in here!" She said, grasping her chest. Jack smiled.

"Thanks, ma'am." Jack said, soon being pulled out by Ava. "What now?" Jack asked.

"We wait." She replied, sitting down on the curb. Jack did the same, looking at the parked cars.

"What are those?" He asked, pointing to cars. Ava smiled.

"They're cars. They transport us on roads. They have engines that are powered by…oil. They can go fast, 200 miles per hour. That's around 300 horses at a full gallop. And more than triple the normal speed of a ship." Ava explained. She really did not feel like explaining the oil refinery process to Jack, so she just said oil instead of gas.

"What are we waiting for?" Jack asked, glaring a dodge caravan as it passed. Ava giggled.

"Either Kendall or Joey or Connor to pick us up. They should be here in about five minutes." Ava said, checking her watch. Jack nodded. He hoped it would be Kendall…but then again, she always slapped him. Who knew that even in this world he would be slapped? He sighed, holding his head up with his hands. A car drove by, stopping in front of them. Connor rolled down the passenger seat window.

"Come on." He said. His voice was very quiet, barley audible. Ava smiled and god up, opening the door for Jack. He hesitantly got into the car. Ava closed the door and climbed into the passenger seat, putting her seatbelt on.

"Thank you so much Connor." She said, smiling at him. Connor nodded.

"No problem." He said, smiling at her. "How's your back?" He asked. Ava smiled. She'd gotten this question too often lately.

"It's alright. The doctor said it was close to my spine… what happened to the guy in there?" Ava asked.

"The police came. Took him into custody, I'm brining you there now to explain the story. Jack can help to, if you want." Connor said. Jack nodded enthusiastically.

"Yeah! Yeah! I want to go!" He yelled. Ava giggled.

"Alright… but remember, you didn't start the fight. The bartender did. Got it?" Ava asked. Jack nodded.

"I'm good at lying, love, I can do this." He said.

"AND. You're in your Halloween costume. Remember that." She reminded him. He nodded.

"Okay, okay…" He muttered, putting his head against the window. Connor pulled up into the police station's parking lot. He quickly got out, Ava and Jack following. Jack had figured out how to open the door. I'm getting' the hang of this! He thought proudly. The three of them walked into the police station together. They where led into a room with two police officers and the bartender. They sat across the table from the man.

"Begin, miss." One of the officers said. Ava nodded.

"My friend here asked for rum. The bartender told us that he had none. I will admit that Jack got a bit fed up, although not violently. He simply yelled about how a bar could have no rum. The bartender took a bottle and smashed it. Jack took out his sword and they began to fight. Five minutes into it, I stepped in, knowing they would stop. Jack immediately halted, but the bartender sent a gash through my back. I was driven to the hospital by my friend Kendall, and from there I was given stitched. The doctor told me it was a severe cut and was almost down to my spine. It was indeed a life threatening injury." Ava retold. "I just got out of the hospital 15 minutes ago." She finished.

"That is not true! The bastard attacked me first!" The bartender yelled. One of the officers was looking at Jack the while time.

"Why are you dressed as a ….. pirate?" He asked. Jack smiled.

"Halloween costume, mate? Does it look real?" He asked. The officer nodded.

"Very nice job with that." He complimented.

"Thank you." Jack said, smiling. The officer nodded.

"You may go, we will contact you with the charge as soon as it is decided." The officer said. Ava smiled.

"Thank you very much, sir." Ava said, walking out of the door. They got into Connor's car and drove to the apartment that Ava and Joey shared. Joey ran up to Ava and they hugged for a second.

"You're doing alright?"

"Yes, yes, fine." Jack heard the conversation that took place as the sun began to set. Jack walked over to the two. "That's the nice thing about living right in front of the ocean-great sunsets." Ava said. Jack nodded.

"'S like that time on the Pearl, remember, the night after the cloudy day?" Jack asked. Ava nodded.

"It is." She said, looking out at it. "Do you want to go swimming?" Ava asked. She didn't wait for an answer. She ran out to the ocean, diving in once she had gotten deep enough. Joey followed, taking off his shirt. Jack did the same, jumping in after him. Kendall soon followed, seeing the others run in.

"Come in!" She yelled to Connor. He shook his head, standing at the edge of the crashing ocean. Ava stood far out, treading water. Jack caught up to her in seconds.

"You're fast." She observed. He nodded.

"I spend my life on the sea, love. You need to learn how to swim." He said with a grim smile. Kendall and Joey reached them.

"Why do you always go out this far?" Joey asked. Ava shrugged underwater.

"I like deep water." She replied. Kendal giggled and swam a bit closer to them. The setting sun cast an orange glow onto the ocean. It hardly seemed blue and was amazingly calm. Ava dove underwater and grabbed Jack's ankle. Jack laughed and tried to push upward, but was dragged down. Ava motioned to help her with Joey and Kendall. Joey seemed perfectly calm, but Kendall was starting to freak out. She knew that there where a lot of hammerhead sharks in the area. Jack and Ava pulled Joey under. Kendall started screaming. They all tried to contain their laughter. Ava motioned to hurry, her breath couldn't be held for much longer. All three of them pulled on Kendall, and she immediately sank down, bubbles floating up from her mouth as she went underwater. Ava smirked. Connor saw the three disappear and panicked, diving into the water, swimming to them. They all surfaced while he was just about to reach them. Ava was out of breath and gasping. Connor shook the water out of his hair. His sweatshirt was soaked.

"What….?" He asked, unsure of what had just happened. Everyone except for Kendall was laughing. Connor sighed. "I thought you guys where actually in trouble…" He said sadly. Joey shook his head.

"No, sorry. We where trying to scare Kendall." He said. Connor swam back to shore, running into the house to get on dry clothes.

"Now I feel bad…" Ava pouted, slowly swimming toward shore. The rest followed, deciding this would be a to-be-continued. As they all got changed, Jack stood in the hallway, dripping wet. "Do you want some clothes?" Ava asked him.

"Would be nice." He answered. Ava disappeared, returning a few moments later with a striped blue shirt and a pair of jeans. "They're Joey's. I know they're not your style, but it's all we have." Ava said apologetically. Jack glared at the clothes and considered letting his clothes dry out. "Wait." Ava said. She looked over Jack. "You need a shower." She realized.

"A shower?" He asked. Ava nodded. Jack had a feeling the rest of the night would not be enjoyable.

a/n-short, eh? Yeah. I'm tired. BUT I GOT THE POTC SOUNDTRACK. And I'm listening to it. HA. AND THE ANTI-FLAG CD! SO I BEAT YOU AND YOUR ASS! MWAAA…… uhm yeah. The next chapter is going to consist of Jack taking a shower…. And something else that I have yet to decide on.

PLEASEREVIEW AND TELL ME WHAT YOU LIKED/DIDN'T LIKE!

AND PLEASE… wish me luck in my horse show. I never do well in competitions. I've never got a 1st place in my 2 years of horseback riding. I've gotten bunches of seconds and a reserve champion, but never a first. xD well, probably will be typing the next chapter as soonm as I pist this.