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DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own PotC or the characters. I only own... Well... No one, except myself. Yes, I am in this chapter. Mwaha! Plus, Tanner and Christy are in the back of my bus when I get on. Looks around nervously Hope they aren't reading this... Well, I usually get on after them, then, (in the order of the story) Caleb, Devon, Shelby, Bianca and Vanessa, then Jamie, Maria, Page, Mindy, Katie, and Dakota, then McKayla! So, you've learned something about me! Oh yeah, everything written down here is true! Eyes pop out from hysterical laughter

Annamaria smiled as she approached them. "Hey Jack. Hey Will!" she said as Rackett nodded in greetings. His sandy blond hair fell over his slightly large eye. It really wasnt noticeable, but he had had a problem with his eye, making it a little larger than his other.

Jack grinned sideways, and turned back towards a noise. Sounded like- Screeching tires? "I do believe Elizabeth's driving to school this morning..." Will commented, also hearing the squealing tires. Jack had to laugh. Poor Elizabeth had gotten a new chevrolette, and couldn't drive worth a damn. Just last week she had taken out a stop sign!

Poor dear, dear Elizabeth!

The black car came sliding into view around the corner, coming to an abrupt halt at- No, well, on the curb, and a girl with long golden hair pulled into a pony tail stuck her head out the driver's side, wearing dark sun glasses which were very unnecessary this hour of morning. She also wore a blush. "Hey guys!" she said breathlessly.

"Hey Lizzy." Will said, fighting back a laugh.

"So, come to drive us to school and take out a barn along the way?" Jack chided, with a grin that looked almost identical to Will's.

"Ha-Ha. So funny I forgot to laugh." Elizabeth said lamely. "That just makes me feel so much better." She tucked her head back in and rolled up the window. They knew that would happen. Her dad had known about her bad driving habits, and said she couldn't drive anyone to school. It's kind of funny to be honest. So yeah, with that, she waved, and the tires squelched up the road, and over a hill, leaving the four to wait for the bus.

Rackette put an arm around Annamaria's shoulder. (She had started to shiver.) Jack made to do so with Will, but ended up poking Will's eye. Jack grinned apologetically, Will held his eye, Annamaria giggled, and Rackette stared.

"What the heck?" he mumbled, looking up the road as the bus came. Jack laughed.

Now, you should know, Rackette really isn't much of their group. Wasn't too thrilled that Annamaria's friends consisted of Jack, Will, and Brad Gibbs either. He didn't much mind Elizabeth. She acted normal. Sometimes. The bus swiveled around the curb into view, getting their attention instantly. The bus came to a halt in front of them, and Jack led the way up the three steps to the inside. (Will finally let go of his now red eye.)

There were two girls in the back. Tanner and Christy. Jack and Will never made contact, but as they were part of the more... Popular (A/N Cough/Speak 'Slutty') group, so Annamaria dragged Rackette back there with them. Will and Jack set down in the second seat to the right, ready for when Erin got on. Erin was one of those goofy people. Hell yeah! (A/N Really, I am. So is McKayla.) So... Waiting... Carole the bus driver turned onto 650 W, down the dusty gravel road. Bad location really. They stopped at the small white house on a hill where a girl in a flowered skirt and a black top stood waiting with a cat hanging around her ankles.

The moment she boarded the bus, the country song, 'She's a Wild One' played loudly. Jack grinned. It suited her, really. She practically fell into the seat next to them. She had a violen case under her arm, a trombone case handle in her hand, and a binder in the hand with the violen case.

"Erin-"

"Don't you dare say a word." She said, stressing out the word dare.

"Word." Jack said smiling.

"Fuck off." She muttered, setting the trombone case by her feet.

"Naughty language. What's bugging you?" Will asked, generally worried. Whenever Erin cursed... Not in a very good mood.

"My stupid mom." She said.

"What happened?" Jack and Will said in usion.

"She fucking refused my offers."

"Offers for what?" asked Will, cautiously.

"You're too young to worry about it." She said.

"By one year!" Will complained.

"It's not fair to use that to your advantage!" Jack pointed out. Just because she was eighteen didn't mean that they, the seventeen year olds, couldn't know!

"My offers for band camp." Erin said, sadly.

"I don't think you can enter with..." Will paused, "six instruments..."

"I can do piano, violen, recorder, trombone, saxophone, and flute!"

"You can't narrow it down?!"

"I tried..."
I know, it was kind of spaced out, but it is pretty long!

Next chapter up soon!