PJPrincess: YAY! The detention chapter! This should be interesting. I hope you guys like it!!
JunoTechnoKid: We apologize for the long time in updating. It's just... TUSC WAS A GREAT EXPERIENCE! We didn't have time to write anything. :)
PJPrincess: Shh.. ::Hands popcorn:: The chapters starting..
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Title: High School Life
Rating: PG/PG13
Summary: Der.
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Will was patiently waiting outside of the front of the school, tapping his foot on the cement floor beneath him. His backpack was sitting comfortably on his back, tightly wound over his shoulder and grasped by his hand. His mop of hair was in its usual ponytail and hung loosely to the back of his neck. His jeans sat the same way as they usually did and his black tee shirt that had "One Ring to Rule them all, One Ring to find them, One Ring to bring them All, and in the darkness Bind them" in Elvish, circling around the front and then around the back. His eyes were squinting as she looked from side to side and around him.
Jack pulled up on his motorcycle. Well, not his motorcycle. His father's. He'd taken it, for the sake of having it. His dad was to drunk to realize it was gone anyway. He pulled the helmet off his head, revealing his long hair, dark eyes, and lightly tanned complexion. His hair was pulled back under a black bandana, covered by a backwards black fitted cap, the lid with a dragon on it. His black jeans were faded, but didn't have any cigarette burn marks like his last pair. His black shirt sat snug around his torso and his feet were covered in black boots. He strode up beside Will.
"Hey Billy. What are you doing this fine morning?" Will grinned at his new-found friend and looked about himself before replying.
"Well, I decided I would partake in any Saturday school activites, since I know I can barely get enough of this school during the weekdays. And how are you, good sir?" He replied, crossing his arms and making a casual glance at Jack.
Jack snorted in response before shoving his hands in his back pockets and leaning forward.
"I'm gonna lasso me some woman." He grinned and tipped an imaginary cowboy hat with his finger before looking back up from Will to the two girls that were walking up to them as they spoke. Elizabeth had her hair in a neat ponytail, and was donned in a pair of casual black leather boots, a knee-length denim skirt, and a light blue short sleeve shirt. Her eyes met Will's and she smiled before turning to great the both of them.
"Hello, boys." She spoke before passing them and walking into the school. Will raised a silent eyebrow before turning to look back at Jack again. Jack looked from Will to Kathleen, who was now standing in front of the two.
"Why, if it isn't my little savior. How are you?" He asked, draping his arm around her shoulders. She blushed in a normal response, but smiled before the principal stepped out of the building, beckoning the three of them to walk inside, taking away her chance to reply.
"I'm good." She finally whispered, once the principal had gotten a decent enough space away from her. Jack grinned and bent forward, landing a kiss on her cheek before they turned and entered a small classroom, made just for detention.
Norrington was already there, his eyes staring upon Elizabeth as she sat, bent over her book, pouring over it eagerly. He never removed her eyes from her, but was torn to when the principal called attention to himself.
Will took a seat behind Elizabeth, Jack beside him, and Kathleen just behind Norrington.
"OK, now listen up you sorry excuse for students. You are on my deliquents list, whether or not you care to be. That is besides the point. You are all here because you made a mistake, and this will help build character. You may do homework, but no having sex, doing drugs, or drinking. No music, no singing, and talking to me. You can not eat until lunch time. Have a good six hours." With that he spun on his heel and turned out of the room, slamming the door behind him. Elizabeth did a small jump at the slam, but turned around to look at Will.
"Hey." She smiled. Jack, beind his usual self, looked from Elizabeth to Kathleen, then leaned back in his chair and propted his feet on top of the table. He let his eyelashes fall for a moment and then smiled before stretching.
"Hey," Will finally replied, leaning forward to look at her. She grinned, then blushed before looking away. Norrington's eyes flared angrily. He looked from her to Will, bothered. Pushedly, he leaned back in his chair, pushing it back ever so lightly, and then propted his feet up on the table. Jack eyed the three people around him, and then looked behind him to look at Kathleen. He winked to her and then stood up from his seat, circled around his table, and then took a seat on the table that Elizabeth was sitting at.
"Hello." He smiled cheekily and then swung his legs off the side so he could walk around the table and looked at her. Elizabeth turned her eyes up and looked at him, her eyebrows quirked in curiosity.
"Hello." She replied and, almost sassily, looked away from him. He jumped back and held his hands over his chest in defense.
"I just came over here to make.. casual conversation." He sighed and tapped his temple gently before slowly striding from the farther end of her table and walking down the split walkway between the two lines of tables, and walked to the seat beside Kathleen, gently leaning into it and looking into her eyes.
She took in a deep breath of air and looked away, trying to conserve her air as well as not look slightly stupid around him. Jack leaned further so that his face was a few inches from hers, and grinned again, his cheeky grin slightly impressionistic.
"How - How are you?" She asked, breaking the silence in a small voice and bringing her attention to him thoughtfully. He leaned his cheek on his fist and smiled at her before winking.
"I'm good. You?" He replied casually, leaning his head back and pressing his chair against the table behind him and pressing his legs up onto the table in front of him, crossing at the ankles. She blushed at his slightly shown interest in her and looked at her nervously twitching hands.
"Fine.." She replied and turned her head from any way that could make any distinction of his form beside her. Norrington watched on in distaste, but could hardly keep in his anger with Will. Will was still talking with Elizabeth, and making her laugh.
"That's it." He finally spat angrily. He pushed his seat from under him, apparently unaware that his legs were still on the table. This action landed him on the floor, furthered with a sore bum. He shook his head and stood up, still trying to keep his composure.
Slowly, he strode from his spot in front of his table and walked to the table that Elizabeth and Will were talking between and rested his hands on either side of him, one on each table. This caught the attention of the two talking teenagers, each two years younger then him.
"Can I help you?" Will asked, eyeing Norrington suspiciously.
"T'yeah." He grabbed Will's shirt collar and lifted him from his seat. Elizabeth shot up from her seat and instinctively grabbed at Norrington's arms.
"Let him go!" She whelped as he lifted up Will so that his legs rested on his chair. Will was calmly staring down at Norrington.
"Look, Norrington," He muttered before dropping his hands into his pockets, "you have no right to be mad at me. I haven't done anything against you." He stared down into Norrington's face as the over-reacting senior dropped Will from his grasp, receiving a regrettably loud 'ow' in reply. Still, Norrington paid no attention to him.
"What's so great about him? Huh?" He spat in Elizabeth's direction, barely audible to the ears of the others in the room. Will leaned up slightly to hear her reply, or to see her reaction. She just stared him back in the face. It was to early for things to start heating up.
"What do you all think you're doing?! Sit down, right now!" The Principal screamed as he slammed the door open. Elizabeth's eyes shot forward in fear and she scurried back into her seat. Norrington relucantly took his seat and leaned his chin forward resting it in his hands as he waited for the Principal to leave again.
Finally, under a little pressure and a few glares of dissatisfaction, the Principal departed, leaving the students to themselves, relieved.
"This is going to be a loooong six hours.." Jack whispered in Will's ear as he passed him to take his seat beside him.
-One Hour Later-
"So, Eli, you a virgin?" Jack was curious, honestly. His slightly sardonic tone and rather twisted question and expression seemed to bother her as she shot him a rather distasteful glance. She replied by turning her attention from him. He grinned and looked at Will, who gave him a glance that told him to cut it out. Jack's expression melted to a pout. Will shook his head.
"Maybe." She finally answered, the silence barrier breaking. Norrington looked up from where he'd seemingly not been paying attention at his table and glanced at the three across the room.
"She is." She shot him a glance and then looked back at Jack, who gave her a look of approval.
"Me too." He stated. Shocked glances came from all around the room. Who would have thought that the great Jack Sparrow was a virgin? Not many people would have guessed such a thing.
"Ditto." Will added his bit, trying to regain his composure and interest in the conversation. Kathleen's small voice came from the back of the room.
"Same here." Norrington looked slightly uphalled as he looked at the four companions in the room, surprised by the conversation.
"Pfft - Don't look at me." Jack's jaw dropped. The great football player had popped some girl's cherry before he had! Will snorted and Elizabeth gave him a look of suspicion and annoyance. She had rarely thought she actually had feelings for him, but finding out that he'd lost his virginity bothered her. They'd been 'together' for nearly two years. She shuddered, not wanting to know exactly what was going on.
"Lets play a little game." Jack suggested as he looked around the room. He signaled for Kathleen to come sit between himself and Will, and for Norrington, regrettably sit beside Elizabeth. They did so quickly, and without landing a lot of noise.
"What kind of game, Sparrow?" Norrington asked, leaning on the back of his chair and looking at his four unlucky companions. Jack raised a rather amused eyebrow before tapping the table he sat at.
"The drinking game. Except, since we lack any kind of wine, beer, or liquor, we make a gesture." Will leaned over to look at him cautiously.
"What's a drinking game?" Jack sighed annoyedly and rubbed his temples before patting Will's back.
"Poor, sheltered child. The drinking game is a game where we go around a circle and say things that we've never done. If someone in the circle has done it, then they make this gesture." He pulled his hand to his lips as if to say he was drinking from a glass, dipped his head back and made a small slurping sound that amused them all greatly.
"All right. You start, Sparrow." Norrington commanded. After looking around the area in question, he grinned to himself.
"I've never french kissed someone." There was a small flicker of uncertainty around the five people as they contemplated replying, and then Elizabeth and Norrington both made the drinking gesture. Jack's grin twisted.
"Kathleen, my dear, your turn." She smiled, blushed, and then thought about what to say she had never done.
"I've never looked at pornography." That would be slightly embarrassing if it got out. Norrington and Jack both made a gesture. Kathleen watched Jack, disappointed in him. It was Will's turn.
"I've never had my first kiss." Everyone, with the exception of Will, of course, made the drinking gesture. Jack looked to Kathleen and wink, causing her to blush. Norrington's turn.
"I've never stripped." Will shut his eyes embarrasingly and then re-opened them before making the gesture. The other four persons were shocked at him doing so. Kathleen and Elizabeth blushed for him.
"What?! I - I was playing strip poker and was soon enough left in nothing but my boxers.." He blushed and looked down. It was Elizabeth's turn. She grinned.
"I've never read a romance novel." Kathleen and Elizabeth nearly lost if laughing as they both watched Jack, Will, and Norrington make the gesture. Kathleen was attempting to hide her laughter behind her hand, but could barely hold it in. Elizabeth set her head over her arms, tears forming in her eyes as she did so. Jack looked at the two and made a sad expression on his face, looking between the two.
"Hey, I can be sensitive!" He whimpered and shoved his hands over his face, pretending to weep. This made Elizabeth laugh even harder, Kathleen joining in while trying to, at the same time, comfort Jack. Will gently patted his back. Jack finally snapped back up.
"All right, my turn. I've never smoked weed." He looked down at his pocket which held his cigarettes, reassuring them that that was all he'd ever smoken.
No one made the gesture, thankfully. Will grinned as Kathleen prepared to ask her question.
"It may be stupid, but, I never asked my parents for a pony." Once again, Elizabeth and Kathleen lost it laughing as the three boys made the gesture. Elizabeth shook her head and waved her hands in front of her face as if to block out the image, and Kathleen let out a rather soft laugh.
Finally, they calmed down, and it was Will's turn again.
"I have never made-out with my pillow or a stuffed animal." Reluctantly, Norrington, Elizabeth, and Kathleen both made the gesture. Jack slung his arm over Kathleen's shoulder.
"Can I be your pillow?" She blushed and looked back at Norrington he prepared himself to speak.
"I've never read a book outside of requirements for school." Will snorted and made the gesture, as well as the other four. Norrington looked like an idiot, of course.
And so, they continued until it was another thirty minutes, and the Principal hadn't been in for awhile. So, they returned to their normal seats just intime for when he came in. They vowed that they'd start playing again, once he'd leave.
"Good. I came up with this idea. You're going to write an essay about how you know what you did was wrong. It'll help the time pass." He then spun on his heel and walked out.
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PJPrincess: Yepperr0onies. THat's it. There it is. W00t W00t. I hope you guys liked it. I have a request, please, if you wouldn't mind, give me some ideas for more drinking game questions? They will most likely be used! :) Thanks so much!
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JunoTechnoKid: We apologize for the long time in updating. It's just... TUSC WAS A GREAT EXPERIENCE! We didn't have time to write anything. :)
PJPrincess: Shh.. ::Hands popcorn:: The chapters starting..
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Title: High School Life
Rating: PG/PG13
Summary: Der.
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Will was patiently waiting outside of the front of the school, tapping his foot on the cement floor beneath him. His backpack was sitting comfortably on his back, tightly wound over his shoulder and grasped by his hand. His mop of hair was in its usual ponytail and hung loosely to the back of his neck. His jeans sat the same way as they usually did and his black tee shirt that had "One Ring to Rule them all, One Ring to find them, One Ring to bring them All, and in the darkness Bind them" in Elvish, circling around the front and then around the back. His eyes were squinting as she looked from side to side and around him.
Jack pulled up on his motorcycle. Well, not his motorcycle. His father's. He'd taken it, for the sake of having it. His dad was to drunk to realize it was gone anyway. He pulled the helmet off his head, revealing his long hair, dark eyes, and lightly tanned complexion. His hair was pulled back under a black bandana, covered by a backwards black fitted cap, the lid with a dragon on it. His black jeans were faded, but didn't have any cigarette burn marks like his last pair. His black shirt sat snug around his torso and his feet were covered in black boots. He strode up beside Will.
"Hey Billy. What are you doing this fine morning?" Will grinned at his new-found friend and looked about himself before replying.
"Well, I decided I would partake in any Saturday school activites, since I know I can barely get enough of this school during the weekdays. And how are you, good sir?" He replied, crossing his arms and making a casual glance at Jack.
Jack snorted in response before shoving his hands in his back pockets and leaning forward.
"I'm gonna lasso me some woman." He grinned and tipped an imaginary cowboy hat with his finger before looking back up from Will to the two girls that were walking up to them as they spoke. Elizabeth had her hair in a neat ponytail, and was donned in a pair of casual black leather boots, a knee-length denim skirt, and a light blue short sleeve shirt. Her eyes met Will's and she smiled before turning to great the both of them.
"Hello, boys." She spoke before passing them and walking into the school. Will raised a silent eyebrow before turning to look back at Jack again. Jack looked from Will to Kathleen, who was now standing in front of the two.
"Why, if it isn't my little savior. How are you?" He asked, draping his arm around her shoulders. She blushed in a normal response, but smiled before the principal stepped out of the building, beckoning the three of them to walk inside, taking away her chance to reply.
"I'm good." She finally whispered, once the principal had gotten a decent enough space away from her. Jack grinned and bent forward, landing a kiss on her cheek before they turned and entered a small classroom, made just for detention.
Norrington was already there, his eyes staring upon Elizabeth as she sat, bent over her book, pouring over it eagerly. He never removed her eyes from her, but was torn to when the principal called attention to himself.
Will took a seat behind Elizabeth, Jack beside him, and Kathleen just behind Norrington.
"OK, now listen up you sorry excuse for students. You are on my deliquents list, whether or not you care to be. That is besides the point. You are all here because you made a mistake, and this will help build character. You may do homework, but no having sex, doing drugs, or drinking. No music, no singing, and talking to me. You can not eat until lunch time. Have a good six hours." With that he spun on his heel and turned out of the room, slamming the door behind him. Elizabeth did a small jump at the slam, but turned around to look at Will.
"Hey." She smiled. Jack, beind his usual self, looked from Elizabeth to Kathleen, then leaned back in his chair and propted his feet on top of the table. He let his eyelashes fall for a moment and then smiled before stretching.
"Hey," Will finally replied, leaning forward to look at her. She grinned, then blushed before looking away. Norrington's eyes flared angrily. He looked from her to Will, bothered. Pushedly, he leaned back in his chair, pushing it back ever so lightly, and then propted his feet up on the table. Jack eyed the three people around him, and then looked behind him to look at Kathleen. He winked to her and then stood up from his seat, circled around his table, and then took a seat on the table that Elizabeth was sitting at.
"Hello." He smiled cheekily and then swung his legs off the side so he could walk around the table and looked at her. Elizabeth turned her eyes up and looked at him, her eyebrows quirked in curiosity.
"Hello." She replied and, almost sassily, looked away from him. He jumped back and held his hands over his chest in defense.
"I just came over here to make.. casual conversation." He sighed and tapped his temple gently before slowly striding from the farther end of her table and walking down the split walkway between the two lines of tables, and walked to the seat beside Kathleen, gently leaning into it and looking into her eyes.
She took in a deep breath of air and looked away, trying to conserve her air as well as not look slightly stupid around him. Jack leaned further so that his face was a few inches from hers, and grinned again, his cheeky grin slightly impressionistic.
"How - How are you?" She asked, breaking the silence in a small voice and bringing her attention to him thoughtfully. He leaned his cheek on his fist and smiled at her before winking.
"I'm good. You?" He replied casually, leaning his head back and pressing his chair against the table behind him and pressing his legs up onto the table in front of him, crossing at the ankles. She blushed at his slightly shown interest in her and looked at her nervously twitching hands.
"Fine.." She replied and turned her head from any way that could make any distinction of his form beside her. Norrington watched on in distaste, but could hardly keep in his anger with Will. Will was still talking with Elizabeth, and making her laugh.
"That's it." He finally spat angrily. He pushed his seat from under him, apparently unaware that his legs were still on the table. This action landed him on the floor, furthered with a sore bum. He shook his head and stood up, still trying to keep his composure.
Slowly, he strode from his spot in front of his table and walked to the table that Elizabeth and Will were talking between and rested his hands on either side of him, one on each table. This caught the attention of the two talking teenagers, each two years younger then him.
"Can I help you?" Will asked, eyeing Norrington suspiciously.
"T'yeah." He grabbed Will's shirt collar and lifted him from his seat. Elizabeth shot up from her seat and instinctively grabbed at Norrington's arms.
"Let him go!" She whelped as he lifted up Will so that his legs rested on his chair. Will was calmly staring down at Norrington.
"Look, Norrington," He muttered before dropping his hands into his pockets, "you have no right to be mad at me. I haven't done anything against you." He stared down into Norrington's face as the over-reacting senior dropped Will from his grasp, receiving a regrettably loud 'ow' in reply. Still, Norrington paid no attention to him.
"What's so great about him? Huh?" He spat in Elizabeth's direction, barely audible to the ears of the others in the room. Will leaned up slightly to hear her reply, or to see her reaction. She just stared him back in the face. It was to early for things to start heating up.
"What do you all think you're doing?! Sit down, right now!" The Principal screamed as he slammed the door open. Elizabeth's eyes shot forward in fear and she scurried back into her seat. Norrington relucantly took his seat and leaned his chin forward resting it in his hands as he waited for the Principal to leave again.
Finally, under a little pressure and a few glares of dissatisfaction, the Principal departed, leaving the students to themselves, relieved.
"This is going to be a loooong six hours.." Jack whispered in Will's ear as he passed him to take his seat beside him.
-One Hour Later-
"So, Eli, you a virgin?" Jack was curious, honestly. His slightly sardonic tone and rather twisted question and expression seemed to bother her as she shot him a rather distasteful glance. She replied by turning her attention from him. He grinned and looked at Will, who gave him a glance that told him to cut it out. Jack's expression melted to a pout. Will shook his head.
"Maybe." She finally answered, the silence barrier breaking. Norrington looked up from where he'd seemingly not been paying attention at his table and glanced at the three across the room.
"She is." She shot him a glance and then looked back at Jack, who gave her a look of approval.
"Me too." He stated. Shocked glances came from all around the room. Who would have thought that the great Jack Sparrow was a virgin? Not many people would have guessed such a thing.
"Ditto." Will added his bit, trying to regain his composure and interest in the conversation. Kathleen's small voice came from the back of the room.
"Same here." Norrington looked slightly uphalled as he looked at the four companions in the room, surprised by the conversation.
"Pfft - Don't look at me." Jack's jaw dropped. The great football player had popped some girl's cherry before he had! Will snorted and Elizabeth gave him a look of suspicion and annoyance. She had rarely thought she actually had feelings for him, but finding out that he'd lost his virginity bothered her. They'd been 'together' for nearly two years. She shuddered, not wanting to know exactly what was going on.
"Lets play a little game." Jack suggested as he looked around the room. He signaled for Kathleen to come sit between himself and Will, and for Norrington, regrettably sit beside Elizabeth. They did so quickly, and without landing a lot of noise.
"What kind of game, Sparrow?" Norrington asked, leaning on the back of his chair and looking at his four unlucky companions. Jack raised a rather amused eyebrow before tapping the table he sat at.
"The drinking game. Except, since we lack any kind of wine, beer, or liquor, we make a gesture." Will leaned over to look at him cautiously.
"What's a drinking game?" Jack sighed annoyedly and rubbed his temples before patting Will's back.
"Poor, sheltered child. The drinking game is a game where we go around a circle and say things that we've never done. If someone in the circle has done it, then they make this gesture." He pulled his hand to his lips as if to say he was drinking from a glass, dipped his head back and made a small slurping sound that amused them all greatly.
"All right. You start, Sparrow." Norrington commanded. After looking around the area in question, he grinned to himself.
"I've never french kissed someone." There was a small flicker of uncertainty around the five people as they contemplated replying, and then Elizabeth and Norrington both made the drinking gesture. Jack's grin twisted.
"Kathleen, my dear, your turn." She smiled, blushed, and then thought about what to say she had never done.
"I've never looked at pornography." That would be slightly embarrassing if it got out. Norrington and Jack both made a gesture. Kathleen watched Jack, disappointed in him. It was Will's turn.
"I've never had my first kiss." Everyone, with the exception of Will, of course, made the drinking gesture. Jack looked to Kathleen and wink, causing her to blush. Norrington's turn.
"I've never stripped." Will shut his eyes embarrasingly and then re-opened them before making the gesture. The other four persons were shocked at him doing so. Kathleen and Elizabeth blushed for him.
"What?! I - I was playing strip poker and was soon enough left in nothing but my boxers.." He blushed and looked down. It was Elizabeth's turn. She grinned.
"I've never read a romance novel." Kathleen and Elizabeth nearly lost if laughing as they both watched Jack, Will, and Norrington make the gesture. Kathleen was attempting to hide her laughter behind her hand, but could barely hold it in. Elizabeth set her head over her arms, tears forming in her eyes as she did so. Jack looked at the two and made a sad expression on his face, looking between the two.
"Hey, I can be sensitive!" He whimpered and shoved his hands over his face, pretending to weep. This made Elizabeth laugh even harder, Kathleen joining in while trying to, at the same time, comfort Jack. Will gently patted his back. Jack finally snapped back up.
"All right, my turn. I've never smoked weed." He looked down at his pocket which held his cigarettes, reassuring them that that was all he'd ever smoken.
No one made the gesture, thankfully. Will grinned as Kathleen prepared to ask her question.
"It may be stupid, but, I never asked my parents for a pony." Once again, Elizabeth and Kathleen lost it laughing as the three boys made the gesture. Elizabeth shook her head and waved her hands in front of her face as if to block out the image, and Kathleen let out a rather soft laugh.
Finally, they calmed down, and it was Will's turn again.
"I have never made-out with my pillow or a stuffed animal." Reluctantly, Norrington, Elizabeth, and Kathleen both made the gesture. Jack slung his arm over Kathleen's shoulder.
"Can I be your pillow?" She blushed and looked back at Norrington he prepared himself to speak.
"I've never read a book outside of requirements for school." Will snorted and made the gesture, as well as the other four. Norrington looked like an idiot, of course.
And so, they continued until it was another thirty minutes, and the Principal hadn't been in for awhile. So, they returned to their normal seats just intime for when he came in. They vowed that they'd start playing again, once he'd leave.
"Good. I came up with this idea. You're going to write an essay about how you know what you did was wrong. It'll help the time pass." He then spun on his heel and walked out.
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PJPrincess: Yepperr0onies. THat's it. There it is. W00t W00t. I hope you guys liked it. I have a request, please, if you wouldn't mind, give me some ideas for more drinking game questions? They will most likely be used! :) Thanks so much!
JunoTechnoKid: Yeah! We love you guys. Thanks!!!! Buu- Buu!
Out.