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I sighed, getting up and pulling my boots on. I should have known that the second I came back aboard the pearl, something would happen. I just didn't know it would be of this magnitude.
*Just forget about Jack for a while.* the logical voice said. *Go up and see what's going on*
I decided that that voice wasn't so wrong this time. I ran up the stairs and emerged on the deck. I took a deep breath of the ocean air, and walked to the side. The sea was bright blue with green undertones. I looked up at the blue sky, which made a perfect contrast for the black sails. I hummed a song under my breath, remembering the day I had taught it to my father. It was a few days before the mutiny, and there had been a storm, which put me in a bad mood. My father would ask if the "Inner Storm" had faded, meaning weather or not my mood had. When he asked this fro the third time that day, I sang him the song.
"The storm outside fades But the one inside stays No where to go, it stays with me No where to go it stays with me
It's looking for someone new And Lord know that I am too But I know who I need So the storm takes the lead It leads me away from you"
I had met a boy in the last port who had, dare I say, stolen my heart. I had been more smitten with him than with Jack, despite the fact that I had told my father not a week before that I would marry Jack. He had laughed, and we went on tightening the sails, a never-ending task.
I now sang the song in Portuguese, one of the many languages I had picked up working for Miss Maycomer.
"A tempestade fora de murchar Mas o dentro de permanecer Não onde ir, permanece comigo Não onde ir permanece comigo
Ele's procura alguém novo E Senhor sabe que sou demais Mas eu quem sei necessito Então a tempestade toma as rédeas que dirige-me longe de você"
That was when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned, my hand automatically going to the hilt of my sword. I let it drop when I saw it was Jack.
"Mornin' luv." He said, letting his own hand drop.
I sighed, and rolled my eyes. "What are you trying to do, give me a heart attack??" I asked.
"No, not really, luv." He said, looking, like me, out to sea. It's not like we had a lot of options. Look at the sky or look at the sea. Well, we could always look at each other, but I don't think I would be entirely comfortable with that choice. "Sing the original version of your song, luv." He said.
"The one I just sang?" I asked. I had a lot, some my father had taught me, some I taught him, and some that I had fixed up so that they didn't sound anything like original.
"No." He said. "Last Beautiful Girl."
I smiled, remembering the original version. It didn't sound right when I sang it, but I couldn't remember how I had changed it.
"It won't be the first- heart that you break
It won't be the last- beautiful girl
The one that you wrecked -won't take you back
If you were the last beautiful girl in the world
It's over now and I've gone without
Cuz you're everyone else's girl
It seems to me you'll always be
Everyone else's girl
You're everyone else's girl
This will all fall down
Like everything in the world
This to must end
And all of the words we said
We can't take back
It won't be the first heart that you break
It won't be the last beautiful girl
The one that you wrecked won't take you back
If you were the last beautiful girl in the world
Last beautiful girl...
You are the last beautiful girl"
I finished the song quietly, looking at the billowing black sails. I felt an arm go around my waist.
"We all miss him, luv." Jack whispered. He could tell that I was thinking of my father.
"He left to soon." I muttered. I angrily brushed tears away. Why was I suddenly becoming such a cry baby?
"I know he did." Jack said, pulling me towards him. I buried my face in his shoulder, finally giving up keeping the tears away.
When I was finally under control, I told him, "I should never have come."
"You didn't have much of an option, luv." He gently reminded me.
"I still shouldn't be here." I insisted. "I'm only going to be in the way-"
"Kate, I promised your father that I was going to keep you safe, and I have no way of knowing that unless you are here, on this ship, with me. Besides, you made a promise, and you know how I feel about someone who reneges on a promise." He kissed my forehead, like Dad used to do.
"Come on." He said, steering me away from the rail. "I've got work for you.
And that's how I ended up making a list of supplies that were need, and double, triple, even quadruple checking the list making sure I accounted from about six extra people. Why six, I had no idea. I was just following orders.
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When I went back up to the deck, we had arrived with eye shot of Jamacia. I watched the land come closer, then sauntered up to Jack.
"Where are we going to dock, Captain?" I asked.
"There's a side port west of the main." He answered, his eyes never moving from their original point. "We should make it there by nightfall, most likely before then.
"Jack, it can't be past three in the afternoon." I said, looking at the sun.
"Yeah, what about it?" He asked.
"Nothing." I walked off, and stood portside, glancing off into the distance. My brother was supposed to be here. The one that had no clue who I was. Great. Just peachy.
I sighed, getting up and pulling my boots on. I should have known that the second I came back aboard the pearl, something would happen. I just didn't know it would be of this magnitude.
*Just forget about Jack for a while.* the logical voice said. *Go up and see what's going on*
I decided that that voice wasn't so wrong this time. I ran up the stairs and emerged on the deck. I took a deep breath of the ocean air, and walked to the side. The sea was bright blue with green undertones. I looked up at the blue sky, which made a perfect contrast for the black sails. I hummed a song under my breath, remembering the day I had taught it to my father. It was a few days before the mutiny, and there had been a storm, which put me in a bad mood. My father would ask if the "Inner Storm" had faded, meaning weather or not my mood had. When he asked this fro the third time that day, I sang him the song.
"The storm outside fades But the one inside stays No where to go, it stays with me No where to go it stays with me
It's looking for someone new And Lord know that I am too But I know who I need So the storm takes the lead It leads me away from you"
I had met a boy in the last port who had, dare I say, stolen my heart. I had been more smitten with him than with Jack, despite the fact that I had told my father not a week before that I would marry Jack. He had laughed, and we went on tightening the sails, a never-ending task.
I now sang the song in Portuguese, one of the many languages I had picked up working for Miss Maycomer.
"A tempestade fora de murchar Mas o dentro de permanecer Não onde ir, permanece comigo Não onde ir permanece comigo
Ele's procura alguém novo E Senhor sabe que sou demais Mas eu quem sei necessito Então a tempestade toma as rédeas que dirige-me longe de você"
That was when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned, my hand automatically going to the hilt of my sword. I let it drop when I saw it was Jack.
"Mornin' luv." He said, letting his own hand drop.
I sighed, and rolled my eyes. "What are you trying to do, give me a heart attack??" I asked.
"No, not really, luv." He said, looking, like me, out to sea. It's not like we had a lot of options. Look at the sky or look at the sea. Well, we could always look at each other, but I don't think I would be entirely comfortable with that choice. "Sing the original version of your song, luv." He said.
"The one I just sang?" I asked. I had a lot, some my father had taught me, some I taught him, and some that I had fixed up so that they didn't sound anything like original.
"No." He said. "Last Beautiful Girl."
I smiled, remembering the original version. It didn't sound right when I sang it, but I couldn't remember how I had changed it.
"It won't be the first- heart that you break
It won't be the last- beautiful girl
The one that you wrecked -won't take you back
If you were the last beautiful girl in the world
It's over now and I've gone without
Cuz you're everyone else's girl
It seems to me you'll always be
Everyone else's girl
You're everyone else's girl
This will all fall down
Like everything in the world
This to must end
And all of the words we said
We can't take back
It won't be the first heart that you break
It won't be the last beautiful girl
The one that you wrecked won't take you back
If you were the last beautiful girl in the world
Last beautiful girl...
You are the last beautiful girl"
I finished the song quietly, looking at the billowing black sails. I felt an arm go around my waist.
"We all miss him, luv." Jack whispered. He could tell that I was thinking of my father.
"He left to soon." I muttered. I angrily brushed tears away. Why was I suddenly becoming such a cry baby?
"I know he did." Jack said, pulling me towards him. I buried my face in his shoulder, finally giving up keeping the tears away.
When I was finally under control, I told him, "I should never have come."
"You didn't have much of an option, luv." He gently reminded me.
"I still shouldn't be here." I insisted. "I'm only going to be in the way-"
"Kate, I promised your father that I was going to keep you safe, and I have no way of knowing that unless you are here, on this ship, with me. Besides, you made a promise, and you know how I feel about someone who reneges on a promise." He kissed my forehead, like Dad used to do.
"Come on." He said, steering me away from the rail. "I've got work for you.
And that's how I ended up making a list of supplies that were need, and double, triple, even quadruple checking the list making sure I accounted from about six extra people. Why six, I had no idea. I was just following orders.
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When I went back up to the deck, we had arrived with eye shot of Jamacia. I watched the land come closer, then sauntered up to Jack.
"Where are we going to dock, Captain?" I asked.
"There's a side port west of the main." He answered, his eyes never moving from their original point. "We should make it there by nightfall, most likely before then.
"Jack, it can't be past three in the afternoon." I said, looking at the sun.
"Yeah, what about it?" He asked.
"Nothing." I walked off, and stood portside, glancing off into the distance. My brother was supposed to be here. The one that had no clue who I was. Great. Just peachy.
