A/N: Okay, hopefully I should be updating a bit more often because Sings HALLELUIAH! I AM DONE WITH MY COLLEGE WR 121 Class! I'm free until Sept. 27th when I start my fall semester (I'll be a full time student). Hopefully, I'll meet some really hot guys that are my age. (No more 30-40 yr olds plz!) Well, from now on, until the wedding ceremony begins, these next few chapters will be alternating between Will & Elizabeth, & everything that happens is simultaneous. Okies? Okies. On with the story!


Prejudice, Threats, and Plans for a Girl's Night In

Annamaria's POV

While Elizabeth and Kendra were dressing, Elizabeth's bride maids were talking about what they should do for Elizabeth's last night as a single woman. Anna Maria walked in hearing the conversation. Anna Maria had refused to get in another dress until the wedding, so she was dressed in her normal attire.

"I've got an idea that beats all of yer's." Anna Maria said announcing her presence. The bride's maids looked at Annamaria with disgust.

"Who are you?" one of the bride's maids, Jessica Peterson, demanded.

"I'm Anna Maria."

"And why are you here?"

"I'm the missing bride's maid." Annamaria smiled sarcastically at her.

"You? You're Elizabeth's bride's maid? You're joking right? You're really just the hired help aren't you? Oh wait… or are you a slave?" Jessica asked laughing. In a flash, Annamaria moved up close to the girl, holding her cutlass to her neck. Needless to say, Jessica stopped laughing.

"You listen, and ye listen good, ye stupid, bloody Wench, I Am NO Slave, nor am I 'hired help.' I could easily slit yer throat right here, right now..." Annamaria pressed the cutlass slightly harder against the girl's throat for emphasis but did not draw blood, "But I won't, not because I don't want to, but because I'm under orders by my Captain to 'be a good girl' which lucky for ye, means I can't kill ye. Now be a good wench an' hold yer tongue. I don't take kindly to insults. If you don't insult me, I'll let you live. Do we have an accord?" Anna Maria spat. Jessica merely shook her head in agreement.

"Good." Annamaria said as she moved away, putting her cutlass back in it's sheath, and smiled, "Now, as for what to do for Miss Swann's last night as an unmarried woman, It's called a bachelorette party, a night out on the town, if you will."

Anna Maria said cheerfully, "In Tortuga, the bride maids and maid of honor take the bride to a local tavern, then we all get completely smashed, an' then the fun begins. But, somethin' tells me you women, includin' Miss Swann are opposed t'drinking t'get drunk, aye? So, I propose that instead of getting drunk we have one of those… um… oh… damnit… bugger it all… what's it called when a bunch of girls get together an' stay the night at one girl's house an' gossip an' all that… oh bugger, what was it called… OH, I remember… A girls' night in, in place of a night out on the town? Sound good, eh?"

"Actually, that's a rather smart idea." The maid of honor, Sarah Jorgenson agreed.

"Just as long as none of ye're opposed to me drinkin' cause I'm sure what ever ye girls plan, because you all will be in charge o'th' details, the only way I'll participate is if I'm completely loaded t'the gunwales. I'll even bring me own rum."

"Rum? You drink rum? Well, I suppose it'll be alright, so long as you only bring bottles and not barrels." Sarah consented.

"Wonderful. So… What are we gonna do durin' this… girl's night in?"


Elizabeth's POV

Elizabeth and Kendra went downstairs to the room Elizabeth's bride's maids were sitting.

"Good Morning ladies! How are all of you this fine morning?" Elizabeth greeted them.

"Someone is in a bright and chipper mood today." Sarah laughed.

"Well, I am getting married to the man I love tomorrow morning!" Elizabeth remembered that she had yet to introduce Kendra to her friends. "Oh! Where are my manners? Ladies, this is Kendra…" Elizabeth began to introduce, but stopped short, "Kendra, I have yet to learn your last name." Elizabeth prompted. Kendra hesitated; she never liked giving her last name, but saw no way around it this time.

"uh… um… Steelheart." Kendra supplied.

"Ladies, this is Kendra Steelheart. Will's best man, Jack, saved her from some horrid drunken scoundrels and brought her here. She is to spend the day with us." Everyone welcomed Kendra to the group.

"So, what are we to do today? I don't even know what's been planned for today!" Elizabeth laughed.

"Well, I believe we're going to have breakfast first, then we're going to have one last fitting to ensure that our dresses fit properly, then we'll have luncheon with your father and everyone that's invited to the wedding, on your side of course. And then..." Sarah informed her, but Elizabeth interrupted.

"Only my side? Why not Will's side as well? They too are coming. It's only fair."

"Elizabeth, we know station doesn't matter to you, but to everyone else it does. All of Will's friends are of the working class. This is a high class luncheon in celebration for your wedding."

"If it's a celebration for my wedding and the wedding guests are invited, then Will's guests should be invited. I can't believe how prejudice you are of the 'working class'. I mean, I am marrying a man who's not of my 'station.' You all should be more accepting."

"We're sorry, but it's already been planned. The invites have already been sent out."

"It's still early enough that we could invite Will's friends." Elizabeth called to one of the many servants, and told her to make and send invites to all of the guests on Will's side for the luncheon. "There, all taken care of. Now what else are we doing after the luncheon?"

"Well we were thinking of having a girls' night in. You know, kind of like a sleep over party, like when we were young. It was actually Anna Maria's idea. So what do you think?"

"I think that is the perfect way to end such a busy day."

Everyone except Annamaria started chattering about what they will do during the girls' night in. Anna Maria for the most part ignored what was being said opting for twirling her dagger, which she took out of her boot, in her hand. She noticed that her blade was becoming dull so she took out her whetstone and started sharpening the blade with it.

"I have the most perfect idea! We can give each other makeovers!" Anna Maria's head shot up at hearing Sarah say this, almost dropping her dagger but luckily she caught it by the handle before it could be sent flying up and hurting somebody, namely herself.

"Makeovers? Ye're not plannin' what I think you're plannin', are ye?"

"Yes! We all give each girl a makeover. Everyone should bring all their make up and hair brushes and other hair goodies and we should all bring 3 to 5 dresses each."

"One problem with that, I don't own any o'that stuff."

"You don't own a single dress?"

"No! I don't even own a hair brush." Anna replied as if it should be obvious.

"You don't own a hair brush?" asked Jessica, not believing a woman could live without a hair brush.

"I live on a ship, when we're sailing around it sort of defeats the purpose, if I were to brush me hair the minute I went on deck the wind would blow my hair about, I just rake me fingers through me hair, then either tie it back or keep it loose. I usually wear a hat to keep me hair out of my face an' shield me eyes from the sun."

"Well, then, we'll pamper you, you know, make you feel and look like a real woman. Maybe we could shock your crewmates and your captain, or even make it so that they have to look twice or thrice to find you." Sarah offered.

"That's what I'm afraid of." Annamaria confessed.


Well, that's the end of that chapter, I know, not that exciting or much action. I promise the next 2 chapter will be much more exciting. Next two chapters: Will & his groom's men getting drunk in Tortuga, which includes the Commodore. Then Annamaria gets a makeover by Elizabeth and her bride maids.

Oh and I found the perfect theme song for this story.

Christina Aguilera - I'm Ok
(If you have the CD it is track 19. I play that song on repeat while I write the story. it's my inspiration.)

Once upon a time there was a girl

In her early years she had to learn

How to grow up living in a war that she called home

Never know just where to turn for shelter from the storm

Hurt me to see the pain across my mother's face

Every time my father's fist would put her in her place

Hearing all the yelling I would cry up in my room

Hoping it would be over soon

Bruises fade father, but the pain remains the same

And I still remember how you kept me so afraid

Strength is my mother for all the love she gave

Every morning that I wake I look back to yesterday

And I'm OK

I often wonder why I carry all this guilt

When it's you that helped me put up all these walls I've built

Shadows stir at night through a crack in the door

The echo of a broken child screaming "please no more"

Daddy, don't you understand the damage you have done

To you it's just a memory, but for me it still lives on

Bruises fade father, but the pain remains the same

And I still remember how you kept me so, so afraid

Strength is my mother for all the love she gave

Every morning that I wake I look back to yesterday

It's not so easy to forget

All the lines you left along her neck

When I was thrown against cold stairs

And every day I'm afraid to come home

In fear of what I might see there

Bruises fade father but the pain remains the same

And I still remember how you kept me so afraid

Strength is my mother for all the love she gave

Every morning that I wake I look back to yesterday

And I'm OK

I'm OK

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As Always… Take What Ye Can… Give Nothin' Back!
Mrs. Capt. Jack Sparrows