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get up to twenty reviews before Chapter 20.... *hint, hint*... only you can
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No Jack.
That was the first thing that Tara thought when she opened her eyes the next day. She sat up, and scratched her head, remembering how sweet he had been last night.
She went into the bathroom, and discovered another basket of Anamaria's clothes, this lot mainly shirts, scarves and slacks. She changed into a clean shirt, washed her face, and tied her hair back with a red scarf. She pulled on her boots and went onto deck, almost walking into Will, who had apparently been waiting outside for her.
"Good morning!" she smiled at him, allowing him to take her arm and walk with her.
"Sleep well?" he asked, clearly pleased by her good mood.
"Fantastically," she said, deciding not to reveal that a quarter of her dreams had included him.
"I thought that today you might like to climb into the Crow's Nest with me."
She looked at him. "Maybe not. Sorry Will, I'm scared of heights."
He smiled sweetly. "I understand."
They came to the wooden plank in front of the wheel, and there they sat down. Tara looked at Jack, who was wearing a suspiciously cocky grin.
"How are you finding life?" asked Will.
"Well, for somebody who has been kidnapped by two separate groups of pirates, the first group now being out to kill me, I guess it's alright," she replied.
He smiled.
"Is there a port coming up? Just for my ransom and everything," Tara said.
Will shook his head. "We're headed for the Isla De Muerta. There we'll fight Muse, win... hopefully... and sail back to Tortuga where your ransom should be waiting."
Tara frowned, a feeling of fear creeping over her which she chose to ignore. "That's a decidedly dodgy plan."
"It's a decidedly Jack plan," replied Will, and they laughed.
Tara cast another look up at Jack, who was still grinning at her.
"I'll be back in a minute, Will," she said, and she walked up to Jack.
He grinned at her.
"What are you grinning at?" she asked.
"You. Me. Us."
She raised her eyebrows. "There is no 'us'."
His grin faded slightly. "Eh?"
"You heard me, Jack," she said. "You know, you're so smug to think that after one night and cheering me up we actually have something!"
His grin was well and truly gone by now. Tara felt almost sorry when she saw his hurt look, but she could not stand cockiness. She knew that she liked him a lot, but she was not going to give into him. She walked back down to Will, and sat beside him, not looking at Jack.
"What was that about?" asked Will. "Or do I not want to know?"
Tara placed her hand on his arm. "Jack being a self-satisfied, narcissistic pig. Can we talk about you for a bit?"
He nodded. "What do you want to know?"
"Why did you become a blacksmith?"
He laughed. "Good question. I was brought up by the owner of that blacksmith. I could find no other job, and he offered me the job of smithy."
"You obviously like it, or else you would have quit."
"True. I do like it, but it isn't my calling," he replied, taking her hand.
"Let me guess- your calling wears a baggy shirt, a tri-cornered hat, boots, a sword, a cutlass, and a pistol, and robs people and kidnaps people for a living," Tara said.
"That's a pretty bleak view, but yes," he said, "I'm supposed to be a pirate. And no, I don't own a tri-cornered hat."
They laughed. Tara was aware of Jack's eyes burning at her, but she chose to ignore it.
"You know, Tara," said Will, "it's funny, but I always fancied you."
He blushed a little. Tara smiled.
"Well, I fancied you too."
Will moved closer.
"I guess that changed when you met Elizabeth," said Tara.
"Elizabeth and I have parted ways," said Will, his eyes a mere inch from her own, his lips so close to hers that she could feel their warmth.
"William Turner," said Tara. "Are you going to babble on all day or are you going to kiss me?"
***
Jack had been watching them like a hawk. He was really confused now. She had been all loved-up last night, and he had thought that he had finally won her over, but then she had told him that there was nothing between them, then to make him even more perplexed and humiliated, Tara was coming onto Will!
Jack watched as Tara brought her face close to Will's, then they kissed. It wasn't madly passionate or anything, but it was long, and full of meaning.
Jack felt like a knife was being pushed through his heart.
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Will's lips were so soft, so warm...
The kiss was genuine, kind-hearted, tender and affectionate.
Tara finally pulled away, and blushed. "Will-"
Will pressed his finger gently to her lips. "What was that?" he asked.
Tara looked away. "A kiss. It was a kiss."
"It felt... right."
Tara closed her eyes. It hadn't felt right to her. "Really?"
They were interrupted by Jack stomping over.
"Will, brig, conference, now."
Will smiled to Tara and walked off with Jack. Tara sighed. She knew that she hadn't wanted to kiss Will. She fancied him, but she felt something a lot more than that for another pirate...
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She had Jack, and she snogged Will?! The bitch. Grrr... please review :-D. Like I say, I'd like twenty reviews before chapter 20... that would be good.
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No Jack.
That was the first thing that Tara thought when she opened her eyes the next day. She sat up, and scratched her head, remembering how sweet he had been last night.
She went into the bathroom, and discovered another basket of Anamaria's clothes, this lot mainly shirts, scarves and slacks. She changed into a clean shirt, washed her face, and tied her hair back with a red scarf. She pulled on her boots and went onto deck, almost walking into Will, who had apparently been waiting outside for her.
"Good morning!" she smiled at him, allowing him to take her arm and walk with her.
"Sleep well?" he asked, clearly pleased by her good mood.
"Fantastically," she said, deciding not to reveal that a quarter of her dreams had included him.
"I thought that today you might like to climb into the Crow's Nest with me."
She looked at him. "Maybe not. Sorry Will, I'm scared of heights."
He smiled sweetly. "I understand."
They came to the wooden plank in front of the wheel, and there they sat down. Tara looked at Jack, who was wearing a suspiciously cocky grin.
"How are you finding life?" asked Will.
"Well, for somebody who has been kidnapped by two separate groups of pirates, the first group now being out to kill me, I guess it's alright," she replied.
He smiled.
"Is there a port coming up? Just for my ransom and everything," Tara said.
Will shook his head. "We're headed for the Isla De Muerta. There we'll fight Muse, win... hopefully... and sail back to Tortuga where your ransom should be waiting."
Tara frowned, a feeling of fear creeping over her which she chose to ignore. "That's a decidedly dodgy plan."
"It's a decidedly Jack plan," replied Will, and they laughed.
Tara cast another look up at Jack, who was still grinning at her.
"I'll be back in a minute, Will," she said, and she walked up to Jack.
He grinned at her.
"What are you grinning at?" she asked.
"You. Me. Us."
She raised her eyebrows. "There is no 'us'."
His grin faded slightly. "Eh?"
"You heard me, Jack," she said. "You know, you're so smug to think that after one night and cheering me up we actually have something!"
His grin was well and truly gone by now. Tara felt almost sorry when she saw his hurt look, but she could not stand cockiness. She knew that she liked him a lot, but she was not going to give into him. She walked back down to Will, and sat beside him, not looking at Jack.
"What was that about?" asked Will. "Or do I not want to know?"
Tara placed her hand on his arm. "Jack being a self-satisfied, narcissistic pig. Can we talk about you for a bit?"
He nodded. "What do you want to know?"
"Why did you become a blacksmith?"
He laughed. "Good question. I was brought up by the owner of that blacksmith. I could find no other job, and he offered me the job of smithy."
"You obviously like it, or else you would have quit."
"True. I do like it, but it isn't my calling," he replied, taking her hand.
"Let me guess- your calling wears a baggy shirt, a tri-cornered hat, boots, a sword, a cutlass, and a pistol, and robs people and kidnaps people for a living," Tara said.
"That's a pretty bleak view, but yes," he said, "I'm supposed to be a pirate. And no, I don't own a tri-cornered hat."
They laughed. Tara was aware of Jack's eyes burning at her, but she chose to ignore it.
"You know, Tara," said Will, "it's funny, but I always fancied you."
He blushed a little. Tara smiled.
"Well, I fancied you too."
Will moved closer.
"I guess that changed when you met Elizabeth," said Tara.
"Elizabeth and I have parted ways," said Will, his eyes a mere inch from her own, his lips so close to hers that she could feel their warmth.
"William Turner," said Tara. "Are you going to babble on all day or are you going to kiss me?"
***
Jack had been watching them like a hawk. He was really confused now. She had been all loved-up last night, and he had thought that he had finally won her over, but then she had told him that there was nothing between them, then to make him even more perplexed and humiliated, Tara was coming onto Will!
Jack watched as Tara brought her face close to Will's, then they kissed. It wasn't madly passionate or anything, but it was long, and full of meaning.
Jack felt like a knife was being pushed through his heart.
***
Will's lips were so soft, so warm...
The kiss was genuine, kind-hearted, tender and affectionate.
Tara finally pulled away, and blushed. "Will-"
Will pressed his finger gently to her lips. "What was that?" he asked.
Tara looked away. "A kiss. It was a kiss."
"It felt... right."
Tara closed her eyes. It hadn't felt right to her. "Really?"
They were interrupted by Jack stomping over.
"Will, brig, conference, now."
Will smiled to Tara and walked off with Jack. Tara sighed. She knew that she hadn't wanted to kiss Will. She fancied him, but she felt something a lot more than that for another pirate...
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She had Jack, and she snogged Will?! The bitch. Grrr... please review :-D. Like I say, I'd like twenty reviews before chapter 20... that would be good.