Chapter 9- Look Who Jezebel Ran Into
Author's Note-Sorry, I had to change Pierre's last name, do not ask me why because it is a VERY long story.
Disclaimer-I don't own anything...but I will! I will own some of this and a lot of that and a tiny bit of this...
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"I think we should be going now, Susan." Elizabeth said, still looking confused. Susan brought up Mr. Gibbs' name just out of the blue.
"She's right. We do need to get going if we want to catch up to Jack and everyone." Jezebel added. And so, these three girls continued on with their expedition. Susan and Elizabeth talked along with Jezebel at their side.
"So Susan, you were talking about a guy that Jezebel met earlier. Tell me about him." Elizabeth said. Jezebel just walked, looking at the ground and not paying attention to what they were talking about.
"Oh yea, Mr. Pierre Johnson." Susan started to tell another story. Once Jezebel heard Pierre's name, her heart started racing and she jumped in front of Elizabeth and Susan, walking backwards while facing them. "Well, we were on our way to your house, Elizabeth. And I bumped into a man. When he helped me up, I saw Jezebel drooling." Susan laughed as she saw Jezebel's face going red.
"Really?" Elizabeth looked curious. "Well, what did he look like I wonder. Jezebel? Can you tell me what he looks like?" Jezebel didn't know if it was anger that made her face go red or if she was just blushing. All she knew was that right now, she wanted to strangle Susan. All of a sudden, Elizabeth and Susan stopped in their tracks, but for some reason, Jezebel kept walking.
"Are we supposed to be walking like that?" A familiar voice had startled Jezebel and she turned around so fast that she almost fell to the ground if it weren't for someone holding her up. "Are you alright- well, well, well, I knew somehow I'd see you again."
"Pierre! How nice to see you again!" Jezebel blushed and stood straight up. Susan and Elizabeth ran up to them and laughed.
"Is that him?" Elizabeth whispered and managed to get out a giggle or two.
"Uh-huh." Susan laughed out loud. "Pierre, this is Elizabeth Swann. She's with us on our little journey going somewhere. So what have you been up to?"
"Hello, Elizabeth." Pierre said.
"Hi." Elizabeth turned to Jezebel. "You go girl, he looks good." She whispered to her. Jezebel nudged her to make her shut up, but Elizabeth just snickered.
"Me? Oh nothing, just walking around, like I do every morning. And you three?" he said, with a smile.
"We're just doing the same. Actually, we were just leaving. Isn't that right girls?" Susan said. You could never trust someone you hardly know. Susan learned that from the hard way. Jezebel and Elizabeth nodded.
"Well, is there any way I can join you?" Pierre pleaded. "Please?" Susan looked at him suspiciously; she didn't trust Pierre at all. While Jezebel looked at him so sweetly, she just met the boy and he has already manipulated her. And Elizabeth, that girl just didn't get it. Elizabeth didn't get why Susan disliked Pierre and why Jezebel is so into him. She was as confused as a moth heading for a florescent light bulb. Once the moth got to the light bulb, BZZT! It's dead. But, of course, that wasn't Elizabeth. Elizabeth is too smart to be blinded by silly questions that were soon to be answered. For a while, they were quiet, all thinking with Pierre doing his best at the puppy dog pout. Until Susan broke the silence, seeing that Jezebel was so desperate and in need of a man.
"Oh, okay. He can come with us." Susan said, with a serious face. Pierre smiled and Jezebel quietly whispered 'yes!'
"Really? He can come?" Elizabeth asked with an unsure face. Jezebel didn't know if Elizabeth was excited or if she didn't want Pierre to come along. She also wondered why none of her friends trusted him.
"Sure, only in one condition..." Susan continued. Pierre stopped smiling and Jezebel calmed down a little.
"What's that?" Jezebel asked. Susan just started to laugh.
"Oh, it's not much. It's just that he's going to have to watch his every move because I don't trust him." Susan chuckled.
"I don't find that very amusing, Susan." Jezebel frowned.
"You don't have to. But it happens to be that I do because I had two bottles of rum before we left Elizabeth's house." Susan burst into laughter that caused Elizabeth to giggle.
"Alright, alright. I'll promise to keep out of the way. Can we just go? I've been dying too leave this town but I could never quite find my way. So can you help a fellow out?" Pierre looked at Susan so pleadingly that Susan knew he had to come along.
"Let's go then..." Susan started off the road singing a very familiar song that reminded Jezebel once again of Captain Jack Sparrow. "Yo ho. Yo ho. A pirate's life fer me!" Susan sang. Jezebel then became down hearted and took a glance at her bracelet.
"Oh, Jack. I wish you were here..." Jezebel mumbled.
"What was that?" Pierre said. He was walking right behind her and thought she had said something.
"Nothing." Jezebel suddenly realized that Jack is completely out of her life and that now it's time to move on to better things...like Pierre Johnson.
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(A/N: So, how is it so far? Ya know, I'm thinking of ending this story after a few more chapters. No one's reading this.)
Thanks to:
Young Guns # 1-for the really nice compliment. I really appreciate you reviewing, unlike some peoples...
Author's Note-Sorry, I had to change Pierre's last name, do not ask me why because it is a VERY long story.
Disclaimer-I don't own anything...but I will! I will own some of this and a lot of that and a tiny bit of this...
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"I think we should be going now, Susan." Elizabeth said, still looking confused. Susan brought up Mr. Gibbs' name just out of the blue.
"She's right. We do need to get going if we want to catch up to Jack and everyone." Jezebel added. And so, these three girls continued on with their expedition. Susan and Elizabeth talked along with Jezebel at their side.
"So Susan, you were talking about a guy that Jezebel met earlier. Tell me about him." Elizabeth said. Jezebel just walked, looking at the ground and not paying attention to what they were talking about.
"Oh yea, Mr. Pierre Johnson." Susan started to tell another story. Once Jezebel heard Pierre's name, her heart started racing and she jumped in front of Elizabeth and Susan, walking backwards while facing them. "Well, we were on our way to your house, Elizabeth. And I bumped into a man. When he helped me up, I saw Jezebel drooling." Susan laughed as she saw Jezebel's face going red.
"Really?" Elizabeth looked curious. "Well, what did he look like I wonder. Jezebel? Can you tell me what he looks like?" Jezebel didn't know if it was anger that made her face go red or if she was just blushing. All she knew was that right now, she wanted to strangle Susan. All of a sudden, Elizabeth and Susan stopped in their tracks, but for some reason, Jezebel kept walking.
"Are we supposed to be walking like that?" A familiar voice had startled Jezebel and she turned around so fast that she almost fell to the ground if it weren't for someone holding her up. "Are you alright- well, well, well, I knew somehow I'd see you again."
"Pierre! How nice to see you again!" Jezebel blushed and stood straight up. Susan and Elizabeth ran up to them and laughed.
"Is that him?" Elizabeth whispered and managed to get out a giggle or two.
"Uh-huh." Susan laughed out loud. "Pierre, this is Elizabeth Swann. She's with us on our little journey going somewhere. So what have you been up to?"
"Hello, Elizabeth." Pierre said.
"Hi." Elizabeth turned to Jezebel. "You go girl, he looks good." She whispered to her. Jezebel nudged her to make her shut up, but Elizabeth just snickered.
"Me? Oh nothing, just walking around, like I do every morning. And you three?" he said, with a smile.
"We're just doing the same. Actually, we were just leaving. Isn't that right girls?" Susan said. You could never trust someone you hardly know. Susan learned that from the hard way. Jezebel and Elizabeth nodded.
"Well, is there any way I can join you?" Pierre pleaded. "Please?" Susan looked at him suspiciously; she didn't trust Pierre at all. While Jezebel looked at him so sweetly, she just met the boy and he has already manipulated her. And Elizabeth, that girl just didn't get it. Elizabeth didn't get why Susan disliked Pierre and why Jezebel is so into him. She was as confused as a moth heading for a florescent light bulb. Once the moth got to the light bulb, BZZT! It's dead. But, of course, that wasn't Elizabeth. Elizabeth is too smart to be blinded by silly questions that were soon to be answered. For a while, they were quiet, all thinking with Pierre doing his best at the puppy dog pout. Until Susan broke the silence, seeing that Jezebel was so desperate and in need of a man.
"Oh, okay. He can come with us." Susan said, with a serious face. Pierre smiled and Jezebel quietly whispered 'yes!'
"Really? He can come?" Elizabeth asked with an unsure face. Jezebel didn't know if Elizabeth was excited or if she didn't want Pierre to come along. She also wondered why none of her friends trusted him.
"Sure, only in one condition..." Susan continued. Pierre stopped smiling and Jezebel calmed down a little.
"What's that?" Jezebel asked. Susan just started to laugh.
"Oh, it's not much. It's just that he's going to have to watch his every move because I don't trust him." Susan chuckled.
"I don't find that very amusing, Susan." Jezebel frowned.
"You don't have to. But it happens to be that I do because I had two bottles of rum before we left Elizabeth's house." Susan burst into laughter that caused Elizabeth to giggle.
"Alright, alright. I'll promise to keep out of the way. Can we just go? I've been dying too leave this town but I could never quite find my way. So can you help a fellow out?" Pierre looked at Susan so pleadingly that Susan knew he had to come along.
"Let's go then..." Susan started off the road singing a very familiar song that reminded Jezebel once again of Captain Jack Sparrow. "Yo ho. Yo ho. A pirate's life fer me!" Susan sang. Jezebel then became down hearted and took a glance at her bracelet.
"Oh, Jack. I wish you were here..." Jezebel mumbled.
"What was that?" Pierre said. He was walking right behind her and thought she had said something.
"Nothing." Jezebel suddenly realized that Jack is completely out of her life and that now it's time to move on to better things...like Pierre Johnson.
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(A/N: So, how is it so far? Ya know, I'm thinking of ending this story after a few more chapters. No one's reading this.)
Thanks to:
Young Guns # 1-for the really nice compliment. I really appreciate you reviewing, unlike some peoples...