A/N: Hey there. I didn't know if I would do more so I didn't bother to write and auther's note. Just for all of your info.,I tend to draw my stories from my life. Unluckilly that does not include all of the romantics and crap. Oh well. Thank you so much for the reviews. I really only expected a couple in like five days. You guys gave me eight in three. I'm so happy I'm in tears. Keep up with those reviews tell me what you think should happen, because I'm trying to entertain you gyes out there. Oh, and I almost forgot. I don't own Jack sparrow or any characters from PotC. I really wish I did though (anime river tears flow down my cheeks). And don't worry you Will lovers there will Will in this story. I can promise you that. It just might take some time.

Now, on with the story!

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You stretch, and force yourself to climb out of bed. You try to remind yourself that this isn't the 18th century and that you live in a small, boring town called Grass Valley. You might as well live in the country, you think to yourself. A shower does seem very tempting, and just as done in the dream you replace you nightgown with a robe. You walk slowly to your bedroom door, wondering if the same thing might happen. You walk up to the door and lay your hand on the knob hoping that he will be there once more. Turning the knob, you realize just how many butterflies your stomach holds. You open the door, with hope in your heart, only to find that stupid cat of yours sleeping the day away. Feeling depressed and lonely once again, you walk into the bathroom, turn the shower water on, waiting impatiently for the warm water to come.

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After the nice shower, you slip your robe back on and attempt to dry your hair with your towel, hoping that today it won't puff out as it did the day before. You walk to your bedroom with the hope of a pirate standing there. You open the door, but see nothing except for a life-size cardboard figure of Lagolas, from Lord of the Rings, that a friend had given you as a birthday present. You brush your hair and find a cute outfit, all the while not getting the dream out of your head. Never before had a dream stuck with you for this long, although most of your dreams never contained a gorgeous pirate who finds you attractive in every way. You sigh and try to shake it off, but all you get from that is dizzy.

Walking to your kitchen you think of what excuse you should give your mom, just so you can out of the house and walk the streets of Grass Valley.

"Hey, Mom, me and some friends are going to get together near K-mart today. We just want to hang out and do some window shopping." Your mom looks up from the table placing her fork on her plate of eggs.

"Who all is going?"

"Oh, you know, Jessie, Elise, and some people that they invited."

"What time?"

"Eleven, if it's okay with you."

"Okay, but we leave in ten minutes to get there on time. Oh, get milk for me when you're at the store. I forgot to get some yesterday."

"Okay. Thanks, Mom." You give her a halfhearted kiss on the head and go to search out breakfast.

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"Thanks for the ride, mom," you say getting out of the car.

"Here's ten, for lunch and only lunch. And here's five for the milk"

"Bye, Mom"

"Be careful," she says before she drives off, with out a care in the world.

You aimlessly wonder around for a while, just starting to get used to your freedom. No one else was coming. You never invited anyone else. You head for the little used CD store on the corner, realizing just how lonely and miserable you are. You see several couples through out your day. Where's a gun or a knife when you need one, you think to yourself as you walk past a cuddling couple. Get a damn room already; you think when see another couple making out like there was no tomorrow.

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You go to the store, find some milk, and go to the cash register, only to find the man of your dreams. Literally. It's Jack, but younger. A wave of emotions hits you. You wonder if he had a dream too. He rings up the milk, tells you the amount ($3.14), and finally looks up at you to take the money. You see familiarity in his eyes, and you can tell something is wrong, because his jaw has completely dropped.

"You know it's rude to stare," you tell him, finally finding your English vocabulary.

"I'm sorry. Butdo I know from some where," he says feeling dumb and wanting to say I had a dream about you last night, but knew that you would blow him off, thinking that it was a pick up line.

You hand him the money, and look at his nametag. "Cole," you say softly.

"Hmm?"

"Your name tag."

"Oh," he says shortly.

"That's a nice name," he nods at your statement. You decide to go against your mind and take advantage of this situation. "Hey I don't usually ask people this, butdo you want to have lunch with me. I meanonce you can get a break," you start to blush turning your head down facing the counter. God, you can barely talk to him with out stuttering.

"Sure," he says with no sign of thought about it. "Let me just finish with these people and then we can go. You can sit in that chair over there til I'm done." He points to a chair on display in the corner.

"Okay," you say, barely able to believe what you just did. As you wait, you realize for the second time today, how many butterflies are in your stomach.

"Aboutsixteen," you say to yourself hoping no one heard that.

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Don't worry. The next chapter will be up in a day or two.