I See Right Through You And What Am I Missing?
AN: LOL! This r SOOOO kewl! My first potc fic! Be kind!!!! R&R!!!! lollol! Shout out to my peeps!
WARNGINGS: RATED R! (for later chapters)
Summary: Olivia is a normal person growing up in Port Royale. She meets Captain Jack Sparrow and is not at all impressed. Will Jack try to win her heart…or NOT!?! Is the feeling of apathy mutual? What will happen!?!?! I don't know! I haven't written it yet! LOL!!!!! SQUEE! \/\/007!

CHAPTER ONE!!!!!

"I don't want to go to the ball!" said Olivia Lautania The Third (first admired rich black British woman with a PHD). "I want to learn swords."

"No! You be a woman!" Said her father and slammed the door. "You'll not leave this room until you agree to marry a random person of my choosing!" Then he tried to walk out the door, only to realise he'd slammed it. He opened. Walked out. Slammed it again. Then he opened it and slammed it again because he was mad and he wanted to emphasize it because it was the only good slamming door.

Olivia cried. She felt so sad. She did not want to get married. She wanted to learn swords, and maybe get a doctorate in swords. She liked swords. They were sort of phallic. Pointy, shiny, and manly. She liked to be a man but she was also very pretty, and had to put up with men and other crap because she was black. No one else was. Just her. All alone. And black. With a sword.

Then Jack Sparrow came. He swung the window and kidnapped her. "No!" Yelled Olivia, not at all impressed. "I want swords."

"Ar," said Jack.

"Let me go," said Olivia.

"No," said Jack.

"Hey!" yelled Will, who liked Olivia, because he was also black, having suffered severe burns in the forge. He built swords and he was going to teach Olivia (he called her Liv, like Liv Tyler, who wasn't born yet, and isn't in this story) swords. Okay, Will is a slut.

"Ar," said Jack. "Will."

"Jack," said Will. "I love you."

TBC!!!

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