PJPrincess: 'Allo, 'Allo! How art thou, readers? Fine, I should hope!
JunoTechnoKid: You guys like the first two chapters? Well, he's three!!
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Huntress16: Yep, Norry in gothic clothing? We'll see where it leads!!
Pookie11: This should clear up what you thought about Bobby and all 'em. Hope it explains!! Thanks for reading!!
orli*N*kiera: Thanks! Yeah, I'm pretty pro Will-Liz, but, I have nothing against any other stories!! So, Keep reading,thanks!!
Ebony: More interesting then you know! ::does weird eyebrow thing:: (: (:
Dodge-This: EXACTLY! Breakfast Club is exactly what I was thinking of when I was writing this.
Elizabeth Martin: Well, I do intend on leaving you guys in a slight supsense in which way it will go. Glad you like it!
Ellina: You never know, it may turn out to be Jack/Will, but this story wasn't heading toward it at first.. then again, you never know what I'll throw at you. (:
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Love you all!!
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Title: High School Life
Rating: PG/PG13
Summary: You should know it by now! ^_~
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Will rummaged through his locker as he pulled out the books he needed for homework after school. His two friends patted him on the back before waving him off and leaving the school. He stayed there, trying to figure out if he wanted to do any kind of after school clubs that may have already started setting up, but figured he would just roam the schools boarders for a small time.
"Oof! Sorry!" A feminine voice muttered as the owner focused on Will. Will looked up at her, recognizing her from one of his classes.
"Sorry, it was my fault." He replied. Her name was Elizabeth. How could he forget? He'd had a huge crush on the girl since he was in the 6th grade. Elizabeth gave him a smile, assuring him that it wasn't just his fault.
"Hey, we're both guilty." She replied, grabbing her books from the floor before turning her gaze back up to him. He smirked gently and held his hand to help her up so she didn't have to try and get up with all the books in her hands by herself.
"Thanks." She whispered. Their eyes locked. Will wanted to look away, but all he could do was smile slightly. She grinned back and looked down at her binder cautiously. Her Science paper was sticking out and she nearly flipped out in embarrasment. In dark, red, lettering sat a hard written 59.
"Having trouble in Science?" Will asked softly, pulling the test paper from under her binder. She froze and looked down at her binder again. After a few seconds, she looked back up at him and nodded her head. He smirked and stared directly into her eyes.
"That's just my department. Need a tutor?" He was pressing the envelope a little bit, but anything that would relate to him being able to spend time with her would work for him. She perked up, almost so high that Will's hopes went up, but shot back down after she spoke.
"Sure! What's your name?" He gulped down hard. He'd been in the same class as her since the fourth grade, and she didn't even know his name? He felt growling, but played it off with a quick smile.
"William. But, you can call me Liam. You?" That hurt her. She'd known him for a short time, but, there was nothing like the automatic instinct of playing hard to get. She was sure that he'd known her name. Perhaps he was doing the same back to her.
"Elizabeth. You can call me Liz or Beth." She took the test paper back into her hands and placed it in her binder. "When can we start?" Not exactly anxious, but still looking forward to it, she smiled as she asked the question.
"Whenever. Just, not at my house." He replied admittedly. He didn't want her to see his house, or better yet, lack of it. She corked her head back in interest.
"All right, either here or my house. We can start tomorrow. See you later, Liam!" She gently kissed his cheek in thanks and ran down the rest of the corridoor toward her cheerleading practice. Will turned around and watched, his eyes softening as her figure shrank passed the door, and she was gone. He placed his hand on his cheek softly, feeling the warmth that her lips had left, and nearly melted.
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Jack Sparrow was standing on the bleachers, watching the girls do their backflips, stretching, and talking to each other. One girl in specific he had his eyes on, but soon found out that there was no chance. She was dating one of the football players, and that certain football player was rather large. No matter how fake the game is, how much they cheat, and whether or not he would have ever been on the same team as him, if that guy just fell on him, it was completey over. He shuddered at the thought and looked around for anyone in paticular that he could woo.
"Mmm.." He muttered and grinned as he saw Elizabeth run near the cheerleaders. He jumped down over one bleacher, but was stopped by a rather large boy with a mowhawk (Pink), and punk-ish stereotyped clothing and a girl that had green straight hair to her chin that was wearing victorian era clothing that was popping her bubble gum annoyingly.
"Can I help you?" He asked casually. He had a good idea what it was they were there with him for, but, ignored it for a second and tried to dodge passed them. The guy grabbed Jack by the collar and lifted him off of the ground.
"Yeah. Gimme my money." He hissed. Jack grinned and raised his hands.
"What money?" The boy dropped Jack onto the bleachers, and soon, said boy tried to stand, but found himself under the foot of the boy that was trying to get money out of him. Perhaps he did owe the boy money and just had forgotten to remember about it.
"Oh, THAT money.." He muttered and eyed the shoe before trying to released himself from the foot of the boy. "Right. Give me a second." He reached his hand into his pocket and pulled out his wallet. The green money inside called him, and he could feel a part of him drifting off with it as he pulled out a 10 and a 5, then handed it to the boy.
"Yes, that money." He replied and jumped off of his employers stomach and hopped down the rest of the bleachers, his girlfriend still glued to his side. Jack sneered as they walked away, but caught a wink from the girl. His eyes widened and he had planned on making a gesture back, but, she turned to look at her boyfriend before he was given the absolute chance. He shook his head and looked back down at the cheerleaders.
They'd finished practicing, and Norrington already had his arm around Elizabeth's waist as they walked off the field.
"Damn! There went my chance." He cursed under his breath and watched as she walked away and sighed before jumping off the bleachers.
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Will walked out of the building, still in a slight daze, and bumped into Jack. He was having the habit of doing it that day. He sighed and shook his head and looked up at the smaller boy in suspicion.
"What are you still doing here?" He asked, pulling his pictures from the ground and throwing them into his back pack.
"Enjoying the wonderful place we call school. I can never get enough of it. I mean, really, I'm a total geek at heart." He rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest before reaching for a cigarette from his back pocket and looked back at Will.
"What are you still doing here, really?" Will tried again. Jack pulled the cigarette to his lips and lit a lighter and smoked the cigarette before pulling it from his lips and looking at Will sincerely.
"I'm hidin' from home. My dad's probably drunk already and I don't feel like having him hit me and my sisters today. He only does it when I'm there, anyway. I'm surprised my family haven't disowned me so far." Will was shocked by his truthfulness. What was giving this guy the ability to talk to him so freely? He questioned it in my mind and then considered a suggestion.
"Wanna come over, then? I know, that sounds elementary, but, it'd keep you away from home." He shrugged and Jack eyed him for a second before nodding.
"Why not. Ain't no hot ladies left here anyway." He shrugged and Will slowly started walking, Jack keeping up the slow pace with him.
"I'm Liam, by the way." Jack looked at him.
"I know. I'm Jack." Well, at least this kid knew who he was. He didn't feel like a total idiot anymore. He shook his head and looked ahead of himself again.
They walked, and talked basically about school, girls, and the teachers they disliked. If Will hadn't know about Jack's reputation, he would have thought he was a great guy. He was, still, but he had a slightly male-slut like attitude in life. Not that he didn't mind, since Jack didn't like guys, praise God.
"We're here." Will pointed to his small apartment building and jumped over the fence that was opposite of the sidewalk and waited as Jack did so.
"Why don't you just use the gate?" Will put his fingers over his lips gently and then tilted his head to the side to look beside one of the steps. He grinned and reached his hand down and a few giggles were soon heard.
"My sister is usually hiding around now, waiting for me." Will replied and his sister, who looked about four years old, jumped up and into her older brothers arms.
"How are you, Sarah? Where's ma?" He asked and the three went into the apartment building.
"She's still at work." She replied and hugged her brothers neck. Jack watched on slightly enviously as he followed the two into apartment room number 223.
"Home sweet.. home.." He muttered, amused at Jack's surprise. Will let his sister drop from his arms and put on cartoon network for her before walking to the back to his own room, Jack not far behind him. Jack admired the room. It was amazingly well done and covered in posters of star trek and a few girls that he had to agree were very good looking.
"Celine Dion?" He asked, raising his eyebrow at the poster. Will laughed.
"7th Grade." He replied and sat on his bed, then motioned to a beanbag chair for Jack to sit.
They continued to talk for a small bit of time longer and then his mother came into the room, holding a pizza in hand.
"Oh, hello!" She smiled cheerily and placed the pizza onto a small desk in Will's room.
"Hey ma." Will jumped up and kissed his mom on the cheek before eyeing the pizza box. "This is a friend from school, Jack." Jack looked up and gave Will's mother a cheeky grin.
"A pleasure, I'm sure." He gently kissed her hand and bowed before hiding his cigeratte in his back pocket. She grinned and laughed at his formality.
"Thank you, Jack. You can call me Ma." She replied, then turned to look back at Will. "And that's pepperonni and black olives. Leave at least one of the pepp slices for your sister, and one of the olives for me." She smiled and left the room.
"She's nice." Jack commented before opening the pizza box and grabbing an olive slice. Will nodded.
"She is. She's all me and Sarah's got." He shook his head and took a bite into his own slice of pizza. "You can take the cigeratte back out now. It's probably burnt a hole in your jeans." Jack's eyes spiked up and he grabbed it from his pocket and looked at his butt to examine his back pocket. Will nearly burst into laughter. Jack looked up suspiciously and innocently.
"What?" He asked. Will only laughed harder. He fell onto his bed as he watched Jack go back to his examining, which now included his hands feeling around over his pants. Will could hardly breath. He finally straightened up and ran his free hand over his eyes to wipe away the tears that had formed and looked back at Jack.
"You looked ridiculous. Like.. you were checking yourself out." Jack laughed and grabbed his slice again before taking a seat beside Will.
"Will, can I.. stay here for tonight?" He asked, cautiously.
"Oh, I thought that was part of the plan." Will answered quickly. Jack sighed in relief.
"Good.. Good.." He muttered and went back to his pizza slice.
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PJPrincess: WELL?! I'm going to allow ONE OF YOU to come and become a part of this story, by dating Jack later on. Just if you want to enter this contest, then, add your name and the final drawing will come by the next chapter. Ok?
JunoTechnoKid: Do you think people will like that idea?
PJPrincess: Who knows, who cares? I'm writing this story. They don't have to like what I do, do they? I mean, it IS my idea, isn't it?
JunoTechnoKid: You're going to get yourself into trouble like that.
PJPrincess: Pfft. Tell something I don't know. ^_~ I do honestly love all of you! I hope you enjoy this story! HONESTLY! ^^
Out.
JunoTechnoKid: You guys like the first two chapters? Well, he's three!!
Review Replies:
Huntress16: Yep, Norry in gothic clothing? We'll see where it leads!!
Pookie11: This should clear up what you thought about Bobby and all 'em. Hope it explains!! Thanks for reading!!
orli*N*kiera: Thanks! Yeah, I'm pretty pro Will-Liz, but, I have nothing against any other stories!! So, Keep reading,thanks!!
Ebony: More interesting then you know! ::does weird eyebrow thing:: (: (:
Dodge-This: EXACTLY! Breakfast Club is exactly what I was thinking of when I was writing this.
Elizabeth Martin: Well, I do intend on leaving you guys in a slight supsense in which way it will go. Glad you like it!
Ellina: You never know, it may turn out to be Jack/Will, but this story wasn't heading toward it at first.. then again, you never know what I'll throw at you. (:
TheCrow-R.I.P-BL: No prob on updating! Anything for the readers! (: (: (: And, yes, you and Dodge-this have the idea 'bout my Breakfast club story-line! Glad you guys caught on it! (: (: Thanks for reading!
Love you all!!
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Title: High School Life
Rating: PG/PG13
Summary: You should know it by now! ^_~
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Will rummaged through his locker as he pulled out the books he needed for homework after school. His two friends patted him on the back before waving him off and leaving the school. He stayed there, trying to figure out if he wanted to do any kind of after school clubs that may have already started setting up, but figured he would just roam the schools boarders for a small time.
"Oof! Sorry!" A feminine voice muttered as the owner focused on Will. Will looked up at her, recognizing her from one of his classes.
"Sorry, it was my fault." He replied. Her name was Elizabeth. How could he forget? He'd had a huge crush on the girl since he was in the 6th grade. Elizabeth gave him a smile, assuring him that it wasn't just his fault.
"Hey, we're both guilty." She replied, grabbing her books from the floor before turning her gaze back up to him. He smirked gently and held his hand to help her up so she didn't have to try and get up with all the books in her hands by herself.
"Thanks." She whispered. Their eyes locked. Will wanted to look away, but all he could do was smile slightly. She grinned back and looked down at her binder cautiously. Her Science paper was sticking out and she nearly flipped out in embarrasment. In dark, red, lettering sat a hard written 59.
"Having trouble in Science?" Will asked softly, pulling the test paper from under her binder. She froze and looked down at her binder again. After a few seconds, she looked back up at him and nodded her head. He smirked and stared directly into her eyes.
"That's just my department. Need a tutor?" He was pressing the envelope a little bit, but anything that would relate to him being able to spend time with her would work for him. She perked up, almost so high that Will's hopes went up, but shot back down after she spoke.
"Sure! What's your name?" He gulped down hard. He'd been in the same class as her since the fourth grade, and she didn't even know his name? He felt growling, but played it off with a quick smile.
"William. But, you can call me Liam. You?" That hurt her. She'd known him for a short time, but, there was nothing like the automatic instinct of playing hard to get. She was sure that he'd known her name. Perhaps he was doing the same back to her.
"Elizabeth. You can call me Liz or Beth." She took the test paper back into her hands and placed it in her binder. "When can we start?" Not exactly anxious, but still looking forward to it, she smiled as she asked the question.
"Whenever. Just, not at my house." He replied admittedly. He didn't want her to see his house, or better yet, lack of it. She corked her head back in interest.
"All right, either here or my house. We can start tomorrow. See you later, Liam!" She gently kissed his cheek in thanks and ran down the rest of the corridoor toward her cheerleading practice. Will turned around and watched, his eyes softening as her figure shrank passed the door, and she was gone. He placed his hand on his cheek softly, feeling the warmth that her lips had left, and nearly melted.
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Jack Sparrow was standing on the bleachers, watching the girls do their backflips, stretching, and talking to each other. One girl in specific he had his eyes on, but soon found out that there was no chance. She was dating one of the football players, and that certain football player was rather large. No matter how fake the game is, how much they cheat, and whether or not he would have ever been on the same team as him, if that guy just fell on him, it was completey over. He shuddered at the thought and looked around for anyone in paticular that he could woo.
"Mmm.." He muttered and grinned as he saw Elizabeth run near the cheerleaders. He jumped down over one bleacher, but was stopped by a rather large boy with a mowhawk (Pink), and punk-ish stereotyped clothing and a girl that had green straight hair to her chin that was wearing victorian era clothing that was popping her bubble gum annoyingly.
"Can I help you?" He asked casually. He had a good idea what it was they were there with him for, but, ignored it for a second and tried to dodge passed them. The guy grabbed Jack by the collar and lifted him off of the ground.
"Yeah. Gimme my money." He hissed. Jack grinned and raised his hands.
"What money?" The boy dropped Jack onto the bleachers, and soon, said boy tried to stand, but found himself under the foot of the boy that was trying to get money out of him. Perhaps he did owe the boy money and just had forgotten to remember about it.
"Oh, THAT money.." He muttered and eyed the shoe before trying to released himself from the foot of the boy. "Right. Give me a second." He reached his hand into his pocket and pulled out his wallet. The green money inside called him, and he could feel a part of him drifting off with it as he pulled out a 10 and a 5, then handed it to the boy.
"Yes, that money." He replied and jumped off of his employers stomach and hopped down the rest of the bleachers, his girlfriend still glued to his side. Jack sneered as they walked away, but caught a wink from the girl. His eyes widened and he had planned on making a gesture back, but, she turned to look at her boyfriend before he was given the absolute chance. He shook his head and looked back down at the cheerleaders.
They'd finished practicing, and Norrington already had his arm around Elizabeth's waist as they walked off the field.
"Damn! There went my chance." He cursed under his breath and watched as she walked away and sighed before jumping off the bleachers.
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Will walked out of the building, still in a slight daze, and bumped into Jack. He was having the habit of doing it that day. He sighed and shook his head and looked up at the smaller boy in suspicion.
"What are you still doing here?" He asked, pulling his pictures from the ground and throwing them into his back pack.
"Enjoying the wonderful place we call school. I can never get enough of it. I mean, really, I'm a total geek at heart." He rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest before reaching for a cigarette from his back pocket and looked back at Will.
"What are you still doing here, really?" Will tried again. Jack pulled the cigarette to his lips and lit a lighter and smoked the cigarette before pulling it from his lips and looking at Will sincerely.
"I'm hidin' from home. My dad's probably drunk already and I don't feel like having him hit me and my sisters today. He only does it when I'm there, anyway. I'm surprised my family haven't disowned me so far." Will was shocked by his truthfulness. What was giving this guy the ability to talk to him so freely? He questioned it in my mind and then considered a suggestion.
"Wanna come over, then? I know, that sounds elementary, but, it'd keep you away from home." He shrugged and Jack eyed him for a second before nodding.
"Why not. Ain't no hot ladies left here anyway." He shrugged and Will slowly started walking, Jack keeping up the slow pace with him.
"I'm Liam, by the way." Jack looked at him.
"I know. I'm Jack." Well, at least this kid knew who he was. He didn't feel like a total idiot anymore. He shook his head and looked ahead of himself again.
They walked, and talked basically about school, girls, and the teachers they disliked. If Will hadn't know about Jack's reputation, he would have thought he was a great guy. He was, still, but he had a slightly male-slut like attitude in life. Not that he didn't mind, since Jack didn't like guys, praise God.
"We're here." Will pointed to his small apartment building and jumped over the fence that was opposite of the sidewalk and waited as Jack did so.
"Why don't you just use the gate?" Will put his fingers over his lips gently and then tilted his head to the side to look beside one of the steps. He grinned and reached his hand down and a few giggles were soon heard.
"My sister is usually hiding around now, waiting for me." Will replied and his sister, who looked about four years old, jumped up and into her older brothers arms.
"How are you, Sarah? Where's ma?" He asked and the three went into the apartment building.
"She's still at work." She replied and hugged her brothers neck. Jack watched on slightly enviously as he followed the two into apartment room number 223.
"Home sweet.. home.." He muttered, amused at Jack's surprise. Will let his sister drop from his arms and put on cartoon network for her before walking to the back to his own room, Jack not far behind him. Jack admired the room. It was amazingly well done and covered in posters of star trek and a few girls that he had to agree were very good looking.
"Celine Dion?" He asked, raising his eyebrow at the poster. Will laughed.
"7th Grade." He replied and sat on his bed, then motioned to a beanbag chair for Jack to sit.
They continued to talk for a small bit of time longer and then his mother came into the room, holding a pizza in hand.
"Oh, hello!" She smiled cheerily and placed the pizza onto a small desk in Will's room.
"Hey ma." Will jumped up and kissed his mom on the cheek before eyeing the pizza box. "This is a friend from school, Jack." Jack looked up and gave Will's mother a cheeky grin.
"A pleasure, I'm sure." He gently kissed her hand and bowed before hiding his cigeratte in his back pocket. She grinned and laughed at his formality.
"Thank you, Jack. You can call me Ma." She replied, then turned to look back at Will. "And that's pepperonni and black olives. Leave at least one of the pepp slices for your sister, and one of the olives for me." She smiled and left the room.
"She's nice." Jack commented before opening the pizza box and grabbing an olive slice. Will nodded.
"She is. She's all me and Sarah's got." He shook his head and took a bite into his own slice of pizza. "You can take the cigeratte back out now. It's probably burnt a hole in your jeans." Jack's eyes spiked up and he grabbed it from his pocket and looked at his butt to examine his back pocket. Will nearly burst into laughter. Jack looked up suspiciously and innocently.
"What?" He asked. Will only laughed harder. He fell onto his bed as he watched Jack go back to his examining, which now included his hands feeling around over his pants. Will could hardly breath. He finally straightened up and ran his free hand over his eyes to wipe away the tears that had formed and looked back at Jack.
"You looked ridiculous. Like.. you were checking yourself out." Jack laughed and grabbed his slice again before taking a seat beside Will.
"Will, can I.. stay here for tonight?" He asked, cautiously.
"Oh, I thought that was part of the plan." Will answered quickly. Jack sighed in relief.
"Good.. Good.." He muttered and went back to his pizza slice.
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PJPrincess: WELL?! I'm going to allow ONE OF YOU to come and become a part of this story, by dating Jack later on. Just if you want to enter this contest, then, add your name and the final drawing will come by the next chapter. Ok?
JunoTechnoKid: Do you think people will like that idea?
PJPrincess: Who knows, who cares? I'm writing this story. They don't have to like what I do, do they? I mean, it IS my idea, isn't it?
JunoTechnoKid: You're going to get yourself into trouble like that.
PJPrincess: Pfft. Tell something I don't know. ^_~ I do honestly love all of you! I hope you enjoy this story! HONESTLY! ^^
Out.