A/N Howdy everyone! You read the summary, to tell you the truth I really kinda suck at summaries in case you didn't notice, but your still reading the fic so I guess it wasn't THAT horrible or maybe you just had to see for your self the true extent of my stupidity, either way im glad your reading. Ladies and Gentlemen please fasten your seat belt and keep hands and feet inside the story at all time and AWAY WE GO!.....
Jessie walked to school on a Wednesday morning just like usual , and just like usual she earned more than a few strange looks. You see while all other girls had already started wearing corsets Jessie still didn't see the point and her mother, Elizabeth Turner, for whatever reason it was, didn't insist on her wearing one, unlike all the other mothers in Port Royal. In addition to that, she still insisted on wearing dresses that didn't have the huge butts that the other girls had (A/N you know what I'm talking about right? Those dresses with the butts that stick out like a foot away from the body) and were rather plain compared to the other girls'. Also instead of sitting home and sewing or knitting all day she preferred to work at her father's blacksmith shop and practice with the swords that she made.
She was a very attractive girl but the thing that kept every boy in town from trying to get her was the fact that she was so different. Well of course I'm different, she thought bitterly aren't most pirates?
You see Jessie Turner was different from most of the people in Port Royal , by more ways than the ones listed above, you see Jessie's father, Will Turner is a pirate. In fact Jessie had been born and raised on a pirate ship called the Black Pearl. She had only been brought to Port Royal a few years ago and she missed that freedom that the Pearl gave you. Not to mention the fact that on the Pearl no one cared how you looked or talked or smelled (especially smelled) as long as you could get a job done. Most of the people gave her a hard time about her appearance but the few that knew about her pirateism(A/N is that even a word?) also gave her a hard time about that. All in all she just didn't belong at all.
Most of all she missed her close friend from the Pearl, Darren. He was son of Jack Sparrow. In most places that would make him a highly wanted criminal, on the Pearl that just made him second in command.
She finally arrived in school, she walked into the class. The teacher didn't so much as look at her, and all the students immediately broke out in whispers. She sighed but didn't make too much fuss over it, she was used to it. She took her seat and tried to pay attention as the lesson got started. The key word in that sentence was tried, as much as she wanted to pay attention she couldn't. It was something that Jack Sparrow had told her the last time that she had seen him. He had told her that in exactly 6 years that he and the rest of the crew would come back and get her. That was when she was 10 she was now 16, most people would have forgotten something like that, but it was the only thing that had kept Jessie going through the years, the thought that one day she would be back with crew with her freedom with Darren. There was nothing but friendship between them but it wasn't the type of friendship that most people on land had, on a ship you had to keep your friendships, they might save your life one day.
The school day ended and Jessie walked out of the school and started on her way to her father's blacksmith shop. She thought that she might actually be able to get from school to the shop with out any trouble, but she was proven wrong.
"Well well well what have we here? Its pirate girl!" came the annoying noise of Madeline, a girl from school who gave Jessie nothing but hell her entire life. Just keep walking Jessie thought to herself, don't do anything you'll regret.
"So matey pillaged any villages lately?" she said it so mockingly that Jessie had to bit her tongue to keep from answering, everyone around them though it was hilarious. "What's wrong Turner? Too stupid to talk? Ha I guess that I shouldn't have expected that much brain power to come out of a filthy pirate, what good are you anyway? Why don't you just leave and never come back?"
Jessie didn't feel like starting anything and without her sword she didn't think it would have done much good anyway so she just ran off and kept running until she reached her house she ran upstairs and shut herself in her room. Hurry up Jack I'm not sure how much more of this I can take. She started crying then and she knew that if Jack and the rest of the crew of the Black Pearl didn't come soon she would do something she would spend the rest of her life regretting.
WELL?! What do you think? Please tell me I really do want to know, the next chapter is gonna be a song fic to Mariah Carey's Hero. I promise it wont be all this serious its just that in this chapter I wanted to get across how much Jessie was struggling did I do a good job? PLEASE REVIEW!
Jessie walked to school on a Wednesday morning just like usual , and just like usual she earned more than a few strange looks. You see while all other girls had already started wearing corsets Jessie still didn't see the point and her mother, Elizabeth Turner, for whatever reason it was, didn't insist on her wearing one, unlike all the other mothers in Port Royal. In addition to that, she still insisted on wearing dresses that didn't have the huge butts that the other girls had (A/N you know what I'm talking about right? Those dresses with the butts that stick out like a foot away from the body) and were rather plain compared to the other girls'. Also instead of sitting home and sewing or knitting all day she preferred to work at her father's blacksmith shop and practice with the swords that she made.
She was a very attractive girl but the thing that kept every boy in town from trying to get her was the fact that she was so different. Well of course I'm different, she thought bitterly aren't most pirates?
You see Jessie Turner was different from most of the people in Port Royal , by more ways than the ones listed above, you see Jessie's father, Will Turner is a pirate. In fact Jessie had been born and raised on a pirate ship called the Black Pearl. She had only been brought to Port Royal a few years ago and she missed that freedom that the Pearl gave you. Not to mention the fact that on the Pearl no one cared how you looked or talked or smelled (especially smelled) as long as you could get a job done. Most of the people gave her a hard time about her appearance but the few that knew about her pirateism(A/N is that even a word?) also gave her a hard time about that. All in all she just didn't belong at all.
Most of all she missed her close friend from the Pearl, Darren. He was son of Jack Sparrow. In most places that would make him a highly wanted criminal, on the Pearl that just made him second in command.
She finally arrived in school, she walked into the class. The teacher didn't so much as look at her, and all the students immediately broke out in whispers. She sighed but didn't make too much fuss over it, she was used to it. She took her seat and tried to pay attention as the lesson got started. The key word in that sentence was tried, as much as she wanted to pay attention she couldn't. It was something that Jack Sparrow had told her the last time that she had seen him. He had told her that in exactly 6 years that he and the rest of the crew would come back and get her. That was when she was 10 she was now 16, most people would have forgotten something like that, but it was the only thing that had kept Jessie going through the years, the thought that one day she would be back with crew with her freedom with Darren. There was nothing but friendship between them but it wasn't the type of friendship that most people on land had, on a ship you had to keep your friendships, they might save your life one day.
The school day ended and Jessie walked out of the school and started on her way to her father's blacksmith shop. She thought that she might actually be able to get from school to the shop with out any trouble, but she was proven wrong.
"Well well well what have we here? Its pirate girl!" came the annoying noise of Madeline, a girl from school who gave Jessie nothing but hell her entire life. Just keep walking Jessie thought to herself, don't do anything you'll regret.
"So matey pillaged any villages lately?" she said it so mockingly that Jessie had to bit her tongue to keep from answering, everyone around them though it was hilarious. "What's wrong Turner? Too stupid to talk? Ha I guess that I shouldn't have expected that much brain power to come out of a filthy pirate, what good are you anyway? Why don't you just leave and never come back?"
Jessie didn't feel like starting anything and without her sword she didn't think it would have done much good anyway so she just ran off and kept running until she reached her house she ran upstairs and shut herself in her room. Hurry up Jack I'm not sure how much more of this I can take. She started crying then and she knew that if Jack and the rest of the crew of the Black Pearl didn't come soon she would do something she would spend the rest of her life regretting.
WELL?! What do you think? Please tell me I really do want to know, the next chapter is gonna be a song fic to Mariah Carey's Hero. I promise it wont be all this serious its just that in this chapter I wanted to get across how much Jessie was struggling did I do a good job? PLEASE REVIEW!