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I am really REALLY sorry about not updating for a while! My laptop's been stupid recently, but it should be okay now. I might start typing chaps on the family comp to avoid any trouble like this again.If you haven't already check out Daughter of Calypso by Space-Case-Writer13. It's really good, and getting better with each chapter, or in my opinion it is. Read it when you have the chance. It's really good!

Before I let y'all read, I just want to say how much fun I am writing this story! And although it's kinda mean, I'm just loving torturing the Rivers/Turner family! It's so much fun to make the characters' lives a living hell! You should try it one day! Okay, enough about my rambling about how fun it is writing this story. I'll just let y'all continue reading the story, hoping you have fun reading it as much as I enjoy writing it!

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I was dragged out of my cell by Pintel and Ragetti.

"Come on, Poppet," said Pintel, "the captain would like to greet ye, too. He says he'd enjoy to have ye join him in his cabin…for dinner."

"Well tell Captain Barbossa I'm disinclined to acquiesce to his request," I retorted angrily through gritted teeth, trying to release the two pirates' grasps on me. They gave each other confused looks. When they looked back at me, I said, "Means 'no'."

The two started to laugh. What are they laughing about? This is a serious matter! "Your mum told us that when Barbossa wanted to speak and have dinner with her," said Pintel once he stopped laughing.

"Tell her what the captain said," Ragetti told Pintel, poking his shoulder.

"I'M TELLING HER WHATEVER I WANT!" yelled Pintel, practically in Ragetti's ear. Ragetti cowered from him and backed away like a kicked puppy.

"And you know what the captain told us to tell her if she said that?" Pintel calmly asked. I shook my head. I don't think I really want to know….

"He said that she would be dining with the crew," he said. Not so bad. "Naked." I gulped.

"And I guess the same goes for me?" I asked, praying it would be a 'no'.

"Yes," replied Pintel as Ragetti began to laugh. I couldn't handle it any longer, so I barged out of the cell, only to hear Pintel yell behind me, "FINE, THEN! BE THAT WAY!"

I knocked on the captain's cabin doors. "Yes?" I heard through the doors. I slowly opened them and entered the room, afraid of what was to happen next.

"Ah," said Captain Barbossa, "I was expecting ye."

"By threatening me?" I retort unhappily. "Do you do that to every woman that boards your ship?"

"No," he answered, "but now thinking about it, only yer mother and ye have ever boarded the Pearl, so I change that to a 'yes'." He stood up from his desk and motioned to the table in between us, filled with fish, a variety of fruits and vegetables, and other foods. "Sit," ordered Barbossa, motioning for me to take a seat.

I just stood there by the door. The hand Barbossa had out to tell me to take a seat lowered to his side. "Fine," he said, "suit yerself."

"I'm not here to dine with you," I said. "I'm here because you claimed you wanted to speak with me."

"Aye, missy," replied Barbossa. "Ye definitely aren't as dumb as yer mother was." How dare he speak of my mother in such a manner! You must contain your anger, Andie. You are a guest, not to harm your host.

"I wanted ye te come here so I could ask ye something," he said, slowly approaching me.

"And may I inquire as to what your question is?" I ask, arms folded across my chest.

He stopped when he was no more than two feet away from me. "Do ye remember me telling ye to go visit a good 'friend' of mine?"

I nodded, my eyes wide in fear.Barbossa continued, "And have ye done said orders? Hmm?"

"Captain Barbossa," I replied, backing away from him a little; older men who get too close to me bothers me a little. "Let's be realistic, shall we? When we last saw each other, it was about a week ago-"

"And isn't a week long enough to do what I asked ye to do, Miss Turner?" he angrily interrupted, his face getting closer to mine as he spoke. "I rather thought it to be more than enough time."

"Well you thought wrong," I coldly replied. Before I knew it, I felt a slight sting in my right cheek. I rubbed it as Barbossa said, "Now, young missy, that's no way to treat yer elders, especially a well-known pirate captain such as meself, now is it?"

I glared at him through my icy blue eyes, "Not unless you are being harmed by said elder." Come on, Andie. You have the chance to do it now, so do it! Escape while you can! So I did. I turned the gold door handle and slammed the door open while making a run for it onto the deck of the Pearl. Barbossa was on my tail. The old bearded geezer isn't as out of shape as I thought.

"Now listen here, Miss Turner," angrily said Barbossa as he spun me around. It was obvious his face was red with fury, even my eyes could tell through the bright monlight out on deck. "I'll let ye of easy this time, lassie. But the next time we meet, ye have better met Sparrow or else it'll be te the depths of the ocean fer ye, just like yer grandfather." Before I even had the chance to think about the punishment, my body felt cold and was shivering. The Caribbean waters may be warm, but they are freezing cold by nightfall. I HATE Barbossa! 'Barbossa' can't be spelled without a big, fat, ugly 'B' for bastard! My eyes closed as I was sinking into the dark, wet abyss.

The next time my eyes opened, I was onboard the deck of a ship. Men were surrounding me from all sides, which made me feel a little uncomfortable. Oh no, not more pirates! I've already had enough of the them and their piratical ways of life!

"Make way! Coming through!" I heard a masculine voice order to the men. They were moving away to form a path where a man in a red bandana and brown dreadlocks came into view. "Besides, the lass needs some air to breathe in. Give her some room." The man, whom I suppose to be the captain, knelt down beside me. "Are ye okay, lass?" he asked, his deep brown eyes concerned for me. Are those the most beautiful, caring set of brown eyes I've seen or what?! I could probably get lost in them any day!

Once I received my conscience again, I nodded my head, "Yes. Yes, I'm fine." The captain held out his hand, which I took and stood up. He's quite the gentleman, now isn't he? He was eyeing me up and down. Okay, nevermind. He isn't as much of the gentleman I thought he was.

"Father, I don't think she's interested in you," I heard another masculine voice, not quite so deep, say. A boy about my age with slightly wavy brown hair and even more gorgeous cocoa eyes than his father came into view. As he did, I felt my cheeks turn scarlet. He's so handsome! I want him to be mine! But he would probably never want a girl like me to be his. I'm probably not pretty enough.

"Alright, son," said the pirate captain. "If you say so," he said, bowing as he left the crowd. But before he left, he turned around and faced me, saying, "My apologies, Missy. I forgot te introduce meself." He held out his right hand, covered in filth. "I'm Captain Jack Sparrow-" Did I hear him right? This is the man Barbossa wanted me to meet? Talk about luck and coincidence! "- and you are?"

"Andrea Rivers," I said, firmly shaking his hand, regardless whether it is covered in dirt or squeaky clean. Something in the beack of my mind told me I should've said "Turner", but I only ignored the name when Barbossa or anyone else called me it, which is rather queer considering I usually get angered if someone calls me something I'm not. I guess I shall use "Rivers", since that is the last name I grew up to love and know, meaning that "Rivers" must be my real last name, right?

"Everyone calls me 'Andie', though," I said before anyone could call me 'Andrea' and not 'Andie'.

Captain Sparrow looked at me as if something was wrong. Before I could ask what was the matter, he said, "Quite the strong one, now aren't we, Miss Rivers?" He smiled, as well as everyone else, including me. He has quite a sense of humor, doesn't he? I ope his son is the same way. As Captain Sparrow went to his cabin, he turned around and told me, "Oh, and Andie?"

"Yes?" I reply.

"Please, call me Jack."

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Well, that's it for now! Sorry that chap was a little on the short side, but I had to stop it there. At least my laptop's working again (yay:D), so I should be able to update sooner and not have y'all wait as long as you did for this chappie. However, I might not update until sometime after Thursday as I have exams and all this coming week. :( I'll make it through, though. Don't worry!

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