I forgot to do this last time. Disclaimer: If I owned any of these
characters I'd be rich, and I'm not so we can make a good assumption that I
don't so don't sue me. I wish I owned Johnny Depp, Orlando is always good
too.
Oh, and thanks to all my reviewers for the feed back Don't worry the story will continue, just as long as I don't die or something. And by the way, Sparrows Girl, my teacher really did get bit by a squirrel, and a jelly fish too.
People, I am sssooo sorry about this, I re-wrote it twice, it seemed a little suicidal the first time, I'll save the serious drama for later, but for now heres the next chapter. Sorry again 'bout the wait, it'll never be this long again. I hope.
Chapter 2:After That Night
The Next day at School, Will sat next to Drew talking about Cross Country when Jack walked up to him.
"Liam, can I talk to you a minute?" He was shaking, and there were cuts along his face, along with a black eye. Will nodded and got up. Jack led him to an empty table along the edge of a wooded area.
*Wow, his dad really did a number on him* he thought to himself as he watched Jack take out a lighter. He kept making it light and stop, over and again. "What happened?" he asked, looking at the deep cut going across his left cheek.
Jack put the lighter away and sighed. "Same as usual, a few lucky punches, a few bottles broken over my head, nothing new." He spoke with a forced calmness, but he was still shaking. He laughed nervously. "Come on Will, nothing too bad happened to me I'm here ain't I?" Will starred into Jacks dark brown eyes.
"Are you sure your okay?" Will asked, a serious expression on his face. Jack shrugged, getting up. "Oh, and what's with the lighter, you know your not allowed to have them on school property." The look in Jack's eye made him shut up. It was the same look that he'd seen in all those horror movies when the murder is about to kill someone. Will shuttered. "Sorry I j- "
Jack cut him off with another look, "Dude, it's all right, it just keeps me calm, that's all. I'm a little, er, sensitive when someone mentions my pyro tendinancies." He pulled out the silver lighter, the only color in his outfit. They both walked back out into the area of more crowded picnic tables where they left Drew.
"Will, there you are. I was just talking with the other guys in C.C. they agreed you could try out late." He grinned and sat down next to Drew and Mike another one of the Cross Country runners.
As they all got settled outside, a shadow passed, or to be more precise, Norrington and his gang of jocks. "Well well, what do we have have here? Did the man-whore finally get a girl that he couldn't handle, or is the allure of women gone?" As he said this he looked from Jack the marks on his face to Will.
Jack snapped. He got up and dived onto Norrington."You stupid fucker!" Jack yelled to him before he started beating him. He was really strong seeing as how he was the smaller of the two.
Ana Maria hurried over to the fight along with Elizabeth. "We've gotta get them apart before they kill each other." Elizabeth said to Ana. She nodded and tried to pull Jack off the Quarterback. Will deiced to help, and picked him up by the back of his shirt.
As they were separated, Jack started to fight tooth and nail to get back to the fight. "Let me at 'im. The stupid fucker should burn in Hell." Now he really looked like one of the horror movie physco's. Ana stood in front of him and put her hands on his shoulders.
"Jack, come on leave him alone, he doesn't know what he's talking about." She said soothingly.
"Oh yes I do. Or hasn't he told you yet? That's just like him, smooth talking his way to get into a girls pants." Jack stopped struggling and looked at Ana, the hurt etched in her face. "Yes, the little man-whore just likes you for one thing, and I guarantee you it's not your personality."
She turned around and faced Norrington. "Look, he may have a reputation, but at least he has a personality. And I haven't seen him try anything on anyone since I moved here, now you. I feel sorry for your girlfriend, I've seen you in study hall with that bimbo." He stood speechless, glaring at her.
"Watch it new girl, or you just might find yourself-" but he never got to finnish for Liz walked over to him and back-handed him.
"We're through David." She went over to stand next to Will who still had a hold of Jack, although he had stopped fighting. She was glaring at him. "Come on Will, you need to get Jack outta here before the principal comes over." She stayed back with Ana after the two guys had left. "You know, what he said about Jack, it was true for a while, but I think you changed him. He really likes you, I can tell. Well I gotta go, see you in English." She straitened her cheerleader outfit and went over to her other friends and walked away.
*~*~*~*
Will was taking Jack to his first period class after the bell had rung. "See you sometime OK, your gonna be fine, right?" Jack gave him a reassuring smile and sat in his seat.
Jack was alone in the class sitting at his desk, looking through the list of names on page three. Ana came in a few minutes later, books in hand and sat across from the dark haired boy, the cut above his left eye started to bleed, dripping into his eye, yet he made no effort to stem the flow of blood.
"Jack." She said quietly, looking him in the eye. "What happened, I know you didn't get those from fighting that ass."
Jack blinked and turned his head, suddenly interested with the non- sense writing of past students. "I'm fine okay." She got up and sat in the chair in front of him, facing him. She reached out her hand and gently wiped away a drop of blood.
"No your not, I can tell. If you ever need to talk, I'm here. Just start, I'll listen." She looked at him, he was now fiddling with a necklace with what looked to have some sort of Chinese writing on it.
Students started filing in, mostly freshmen, talking and laughing, not one noticed the deep and bleeding cuts over Jacks face. Hopefully today they wouldn't have to go in front of the class to do a dialogue today.
After attendance, Señorita Johnson gave them time to look up names. Jack and Ana went to the computer lab next door, searching the internet. Jack sat in the swiveling chair thinking which name suits him better, Rafael or Nero. Not getting an answer from his spinning he deiced to ask the professional opinion of Ana. "What do you think, Rafael or Nero?" he stopped his spinning and looked at her, or what he could see of the spinning blend of colors.
"Nero. Definitely, it means powerful, I think it's perfect." she smiled. "What about me, I've got Reya, Celina, or Lita." she read off a list of names she had rounded down to.
"Myself, I kinda like the sound of Celina, but that's just me." He started to spin again until the teacher aid in the room yelled at him.
"Then Celinal it is. Nero." She said using his new name. "Remember, have a backup name just in case someone takes it tomorrow." The bell rang and they set off for their next class.
*~*~*~*
Will was nervous, they were taking a test today, even though the studying with Liz had helped, he was still a nervous wreck.
The teacher passed out the test, while all the students were settling down. "Begin." She said simply. Will looked over the test, starting with the bonus as usual.
For once he had actuall finished a test and didn't have to make it up the next day with the math tutor. Who also couldn't teach math worth shit. He was quite proud of himself. He even got a few chapters done in the book he needed to read for English. This is something else he had never achieved before in Algebra II. He looked over at Liz who was doodling in her notebook. They were allowed to talk for the last five minutes of class now that everyone was done.
"Elizabeth," he started. "Oops, sorry, Liz." He said again correcting himself. "Thanks for sticking up for us this morning. I really apriciate it." He started to blush.She smiled at him and made her way to English while he went the other way to gym class.
*~*~*~*
Jack was in the bathroom, cleaning the cuts on his face, and skipping class. He would probably just go to the movies, pretend he was sick, have his grandmother pick him up. She understood perfectly that he was almost never sick. She knew about his father, but was not his legal guardian. Too bad in Jack's opinion, she was his mother's mom, and was just like he remembered his own mom to be.
He made his way to the office after cleaning up. He was quite good at making himself look sick. He would only use this excuse a few times a semester. Today seemed like as good enough day as any. He opened the clear glass door to the office.
"Mr. Sparrow, how nice to see you again." Mr. Martin, the principal said nodding to him. Jack blinked and sat down, suddenly feeling "ill" he put his head in his hands and started shaking. Mrs. Lanson, the kind old nurse made her way over to him.
"Are you alright dear?" She asked looking at him with concern etched across her face. "You don't seem well, would you like to lay down?" She gestured to the couch in her office. He got up and walked into the familiar room. For some reason, every time he went in here, he always got dizzy. Which, he guessed would make him look even more sick than he would have.
After twenty minutes, Mrs. Lanson walked back in to find Jack 'sleeping'. She shook her head and called his house. No one answered so, his grandmother was the next house she tried.
"Hello?" Someone asked
"Hello, is this Mrs. Johnson?"
"Yes, this is she." Jack's grandmother said wondering who this could be.
"I'm Mrs. Lanson, the school nurse. Your grandson is here. He doesn't seem to be feeling well, are you free to pick him up?" The nurse asked, turning her head so as she could see Jack. 'The poor dear' she thought.
"Yes, I'll be right over." She answered. "Thank you." She hung up and headed left almost at once to pick up Jack.
*~*~*~*
Will was now in Chemistry, almost asleep. How could these people be so dumb. This was ninth grade science they were reviewing because no one could remember what density was. Really, there were about six people that got it, out of 25. Not very good odds if you asked him.
"Turn to page 174 in your books, I want you to read section 5-1 and 5- 2 and the reviews for tomorrow, you can use the last fifteen minutes to begin." Mr. Molnar said, writing the assignment on the bored. Will started on the review, having already read while the teacher was going over the assignment from last night. He looked over to his right where Mike(a/n: yes dragonfuzzy, that Mike), another C.C. runner, and star saxophone player was starring off into space.
"Mr. Puhalla, I have the strangest feeling that you did not finnish all twenty two problems in two minutes." Mr. Molnar said. "Mr. Puhalla, are you even listening?"
"Oh, sorry, I just spaced out for a minute." He opened his textbook and started the review. Mike looked over at Will and rolled his eyes. Will shook his head at his friend, he was a different one, he knew what he was starring at, the girl sitting in front of him. Her name was Breanna, but most people knew her as Bree, just like the town in LOTR. Another fan of the books. She was pretty, not very quite, and had a mouth on her.(she could cuss the paint off the walls. ((Where did I hear that from?)) )
Will looked from Mike to Bree and back again, raising his eyebrows, and muttered 'go for it' under his breath. There was a shocker, him, Will Turner, giving out romantic advice. The apocalypse must be upon the planet.
The next fifteen minutes passed slowly, then he was off to History. Another one of his 'favorite' classes. Mr. Patton, the teacher was a reason the school was Hell. He was better known as "The History Nazi." Only bad grades and mountains of homework came out of that class. (Did I mention 180 or more question, impossible test? Our History teacher is really called that. Well, not to his face.)
*~*~*~*
Jack's grandmother came and picked him up fifteen minutes after Mrs. Lanson had called.
"Your not really sick are you?" She asked him once they were in her car. He shook his head 'no'. "I figured as much. Do you want some lunch, or a ride somewhere?" She asked him.
He thought for a minute. "Could you drop me off at the movie theater? The RETURN OF THE KING is out, I wanna see it." (YAY! I love that movie, seen it twice.) She smiled and turned right out of the school parking lot.
"Do you need money hun?" She asked her oldest grandson.
"I'm okay, I just got my paycheck Monday. The movie should start around noon. What time is it?" He said, looking at the digital clock above the AM/FM radio. 11:41 that would give him plenty of time to get there and get a seat. "Could you pick me up at 3:30, and if my dad asks where I am, I'm staying after school for band practice."
She smiled and nodded.
*~*~*~*
School let out at two thirty and Will made his way over to the locker room where he would meet the rest of the team. There was a knock at the door a few minutes later and the girls on the team filed in. The Black Pearl Raider Cross Country team consisted of four guys (not including Will.) Drew, Mike, Kyle, and Ryan. There were four girls also, Kelcie, Bree, Megan, and Sarah.
"OK guys, and girls." Drew said, "Today, we're gonna have a normal practice, but before that, Will wants to try out." He looked over at Will and gave him a reassuring nod.
Things went well, it was almost a sure thing that he would make the team. After Drew announced to the team, their newest member, they continued practice. It was a three mile course which Will place third in, only beaten by Drew and Kelcie. They were the fastest people in school, and almost impossible to beat.
After practice, and showers, Drew and Mike came up to Will.
"Nice practice. Your gonna do fine." Mike said, pulling a shirt over his bare chest.(A/N:Dragonfuzzy, by the way, the Ryan is the one your thinking of.) "The next match is when, next Friday?" Mike looked over at Drew who was putting on his shoes.
"Yep, remember, the Tigers are gonna be there, we don't wanna lose to them. The school would never hear the end of it." The Springfield Tigers and Black Pearl Raiders were rivals in every sport. When ever they played each other, someone would always end up going away mad. Meaning the winning team would wake up the next morning with their cars egged and their trees TP'd.
Will left and made his way home eager to get some food in his stomache. He was starving. His mom, and sister were waiting for him when he got home. This scene didn't look good. There was no light in his little sisters eyes, no smile to greet him. Something was definitely up. Suddenly, he didn't know why, but his hunger left him.
Oh, and thanks to all my reviewers for the feed back Don't worry the story will continue, just as long as I don't die or something. And by the way, Sparrows Girl, my teacher really did get bit by a squirrel, and a jelly fish too.
People, I am sssooo sorry about this, I re-wrote it twice, it seemed a little suicidal the first time, I'll save the serious drama for later, but for now heres the next chapter. Sorry again 'bout the wait, it'll never be this long again. I hope.
Chapter 2:After That Night
The Next day at School, Will sat next to Drew talking about Cross Country when Jack walked up to him.
"Liam, can I talk to you a minute?" He was shaking, and there were cuts along his face, along with a black eye. Will nodded and got up. Jack led him to an empty table along the edge of a wooded area.
*Wow, his dad really did a number on him* he thought to himself as he watched Jack take out a lighter. He kept making it light and stop, over and again. "What happened?" he asked, looking at the deep cut going across his left cheek.
Jack put the lighter away and sighed. "Same as usual, a few lucky punches, a few bottles broken over my head, nothing new." He spoke with a forced calmness, but he was still shaking. He laughed nervously. "Come on Will, nothing too bad happened to me I'm here ain't I?" Will starred into Jacks dark brown eyes.
"Are you sure your okay?" Will asked, a serious expression on his face. Jack shrugged, getting up. "Oh, and what's with the lighter, you know your not allowed to have them on school property." The look in Jack's eye made him shut up. It was the same look that he'd seen in all those horror movies when the murder is about to kill someone. Will shuttered. "Sorry I j- "
Jack cut him off with another look, "Dude, it's all right, it just keeps me calm, that's all. I'm a little, er, sensitive when someone mentions my pyro tendinancies." He pulled out the silver lighter, the only color in his outfit. They both walked back out into the area of more crowded picnic tables where they left Drew.
"Will, there you are. I was just talking with the other guys in C.C. they agreed you could try out late." He grinned and sat down next to Drew and Mike another one of the Cross Country runners.
As they all got settled outside, a shadow passed, or to be more precise, Norrington and his gang of jocks. "Well well, what do we have have here? Did the man-whore finally get a girl that he couldn't handle, or is the allure of women gone?" As he said this he looked from Jack the marks on his face to Will.
Jack snapped. He got up and dived onto Norrington."You stupid fucker!" Jack yelled to him before he started beating him. He was really strong seeing as how he was the smaller of the two.
Ana Maria hurried over to the fight along with Elizabeth. "We've gotta get them apart before they kill each other." Elizabeth said to Ana. She nodded and tried to pull Jack off the Quarterback. Will deiced to help, and picked him up by the back of his shirt.
As they were separated, Jack started to fight tooth and nail to get back to the fight. "Let me at 'im. The stupid fucker should burn in Hell." Now he really looked like one of the horror movie physco's. Ana stood in front of him and put her hands on his shoulders.
"Jack, come on leave him alone, he doesn't know what he's talking about." She said soothingly.
"Oh yes I do. Or hasn't he told you yet? That's just like him, smooth talking his way to get into a girls pants." Jack stopped struggling and looked at Ana, the hurt etched in her face. "Yes, the little man-whore just likes you for one thing, and I guarantee you it's not your personality."
She turned around and faced Norrington. "Look, he may have a reputation, but at least he has a personality. And I haven't seen him try anything on anyone since I moved here, now you. I feel sorry for your girlfriend, I've seen you in study hall with that bimbo." He stood speechless, glaring at her.
"Watch it new girl, or you just might find yourself-" but he never got to finnish for Liz walked over to him and back-handed him.
"We're through David." She went over to stand next to Will who still had a hold of Jack, although he had stopped fighting. She was glaring at him. "Come on Will, you need to get Jack outta here before the principal comes over." She stayed back with Ana after the two guys had left. "You know, what he said about Jack, it was true for a while, but I think you changed him. He really likes you, I can tell. Well I gotta go, see you in English." She straitened her cheerleader outfit and went over to her other friends and walked away.
*~*~*~*
Will was taking Jack to his first period class after the bell had rung. "See you sometime OK, your gonna be fine, right?" Jack gave him a reassuring smile and sat in his seat.
Jack was alone in the class sitting at his desk, looking through the list of names on page three. Ana came in a few minutes later, books in hand and sat across from the dark haired boy, the cut above his left eye started to bleed, dripping into his eye, yet he made no effort to stem the flow of blood.
"Jack." She said quietly, looking him in the eye. "What happened, I know you didn't get those from fighting that ass."
Jack blinked and turned his head, suddenly interested with the non- sense writing of past students. "I'm fine okay." She got up and sat in the chair in front of him, facing him. She reached out her hand and gently wiped away a drop of blood.
"No your not, I can tell. If you ever need to talk, I'm here. Just start, I'll listen." She looked at him, he was now fiddling with a necklace with what looked to have some sort of Chinese writing on it.
Students started filing in, mostly freshmen, talking and laughing, not one noticed the deep and bleeding cuts over Jacks face. Hopefully today they wouldn't have to go in front of the class to do a dialogue today.
After attendance, Señorita Johnson gave them time to look up names. Jack and Ana went to the computer lab next door, searching the internet. Jack sat in the swiveling chair thinking which name suits him better, Rafael or Nero. Not getting an answer from his spinning he deiced to ask the professional opinion of Ana. "What do you think, Rafael or Nero?" he stopped his spinning and looked at her, or what he could see of the spinning blend of colors.
"Nero. Definitely, it means powerful, I think it's perfect." she smiled. "What about me, I've got Reya, Celina, or Lita." she read off a list of names she had rounded down to.
"Myself, I kinda like the sound of Celina, but that's just me." He started to spin again until the teacher aid in the room yelled at him.
"Then Celinal it is. Nero." She said using his new name. "Remember, have a backup name just in case someone takes it tomorrow." The bell rang and they set off for their next class.
*~*~*~*
Will was nervous, they were taking a test today, even though the studying with Liz had helped, he was still a nervous wreck.
The teacher passed out the test, while all the students were settling down. "Begin." She said simply. Will looked over the test, starting with the bonus as usual.
For once he had actuall finished a test and didn't have to make it up the next day with the math tutor. Who also couldn't teach math worth shit. He was quite proud of himself. He even got a few chapters done in the book he needed to read for English. This is something else he had never achieved before in Algebra II. He looked over at Liz who was doodling in her notebook. They were allowed to talk for the last five minutes of class now that everyone was done.
"Elizabeth," he started. "Oops, sorry, Liz." He said again correcting himself. "Thanks for sticking up for us this morning. I really apriciate it." He started to blush.She smiled at him and made her way to English while he went the other way to gym class.
*~*~*~*
Jack was in the bathroom, cleaning the cuts on his face, and skipping class. He would probably just go to the movies, pretend he was sick, have his grandmother pick him up. She understood perfectly that he was almost never sick. She knew about his father, but was not his legal guardian. Too bad in Jack's opinion, she was his mother's mom, and was just like he remembered his own mom to be.
He made his way to the office after cleaning up. He was quite good at making himself look sick. He would only use this excuse a few times a semester. Today seemed like as good enough day as any. He opened the clear glass door to the office.
"Mr. Sparrow, how nice to see you again." Mr. Martin, the principal said nodding to him. Jack blinked and sat down, suddenly feeling "ill" he put his head in his hands and started shaking. Mrs. Lanson, the kind old nurse made her way over to him.
"Are you alright dear?" She asked looking at him with concern etched across her face. "You don't seem well, would you like to lay down?" She gestured to the couch in her office. He got up and walked into the familiar room. For some reason, every time he went in here, he always got dizzy. Which, he guessed would make him look even more sick than he would have.
After twenty minutes, Mrs. Lanson walked back in to find Jack 'sleeping'. She shook her head and called his house. No one answered so, his grandmother was the next house she tried.
"Hello?" Someone asked
"Hello, is this Mrs. Johnson?"
"Yes, this is she." Jack's grandmother said wondering who this could be.
"I'm Mrs. Lanson, the school nurse. Your grandson is here. He doesn't seem to be feeling well, are you free to pick him up?" The nurse asked, turning her head so as she could see Jack. 'The poor dear' she thought.
"Yes, I'll be right over." She answered. "Thank you." She hung up and headed left almost at once to pick up Jack.
*~*~*~*
Will was now in Chemistry, almost asleep. How could these people be so dumb. This was ninth grade science they were reviewing because no one could remember what density was. Really, there were about six people that got it, out of 25. Not very good odds if you asked him.
"Turn to page 174 in your books, I want you to read section 5-1 and 5- 2 and the reviews for tomorrow, you can use the last fifteen minutes to begin." Mr. Molnar said, writing the assignment on the bored. Will started on the review, having already read while the teacher was going over the assignment from last night. He looked over to his right where Mike(a/n: yes dragonfuzzy, that Mike), another C.C. runner, and star saxophone player was starring off into space.
"Mr. Puhalla, I have the strangest feeling that you did not finnish all twenty two problems in two minutes." Mr. Molnar said. "Mr. Puhalla, are you even listening?"
"Oh, sorry, I just spaced out for a minute." He opened his textbook and started the review. Mike looked over at Will and rolled his eyes. Will shook his head at his friend, he was a different one, he knew what he was starring at, the girl sitting in front of him. Her name was Breanna, but most people knew her as Bree, just like the town in LOTR. Another fan of the books. She was pretty, not very quite, and had a mouth on her.(she could cuss the paint off the walls. ((Where did I hear that from?)) )
Will looked from Mike to Bree and back again, raising his eyebrows, and muttered 'go for it' under his breath. There was a shocker, him, Will Turner, giving out romantic advice. The apocalypse must be upon the planet.
The next fifteen minutes passed slowly, then he was off to History. Another one of his 'favorite' classes. Mr. Patton, the teacher was a reason the school was Hell. He was better known as "The History Nazi." Only bad grades and mountains of homework came out of that class. (Did I mention 180 or more question, impossible test? Our History teacher is really called that. Well, not to his face.)
*~*~*~*
Jack's grandmother came and picked him up fifteen minutes after Mrs. Lanson had called.
"Your not really sick are you?" She asked him once they were in her car. He shook his head 'no'. "I figured as much. Do you want some lunch, or a ride somewhere?" She asked him.
He thought for a minute. "Could you drop me off at the movie theater? The RETURN OF THE KING is out, I wanna see it." (YAY! I love that movie, seen it twice.) She smiled and turned right out of the school parking lot.
"Do you need money hun?" She asked her oldest grandson.
"I'm okay, I just got my paycheck Monday. The movie should start around noon. What time is it?" He said, looking at the digital clock above the AM/FM radio. 11:41 that would give him plenty of time to get there and get a seat. "Could you pick me up at 3:30, and if my dad asks where I am, I'm staying after school for band practice."
She smiled and nodded.
*~*~*~*
School let out at two thirty and Will made his way over to the locker room where he would meet the rest of the team. There was a knock at the door a few minutes later and the girls on the team filed in. The Black Pearl Raider Cross Country team consisted of four guys (not including Will.) Drew, Mike, Kyle, and Ryan. There were four girls also, Kelcie, Bree, Megan, and Sarah.
"OK guys, and girls." Drew said, "Today, we're gonna have a normal practice, but before that, Will wants to try out." He looked over at Will and gave him a reassuring nod.
Things went well, it was almost a sure thing that he would make the team. After Drew announced to the team, their newest member, they continued practice. It was a three mile course which Will place third in, only beaten by Drew and Kelcie. They were the fastest people in school, and almost impossible to beat.
After practice, and showers, Drew and Mike came up to Will.
"Nice practice. Your gonna do fine." Mike said, pulling a shirt over his bare chest.(A/N:Dragonfuzzy, by the way, the Ryan is the one your thinking of.) "The next match is when, next Friday?" Mike looked over at Drew who was putting on his shoes.
"Yep, remember, the Tigers are gonna be there, we don't wanna lose to them. The school would never hear the end of it." The Springfield Tigers and Black Pearl Raiders were rivals in every sport. When ever they played each other, someone would always end up going away mad. Meaning the winning team would wake up the next morning with their cars egged and their trees TP'd.
Will left and made his way home eager to get some food in his stomache. He was starving. His mom, and sister were waiting for him when he got home. This scene didn't look good. There was no light in his little sisters eyes, no smile to greet him. Something was definitely up. Suddenly, he didn't know why, but his hunger left him.