Thanks for the reviews I've gotten so far... a total of fourteen... *mutters*...
still, thanks to those who have!
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Tara found Will holding the wheel half-heartedly.
"You WHELP!"
He looked up as she stormed towards him.
"I do think-" he began.
SMACK.
Tara slapped him hard. He staggered, and turned to look at her.
"I don't think that's fair!" he snapped. "You kissed me, and then he tells me you're in love with him! What was I supposed to do?"
"He said I was in love with him?!" Tara shouted, suddenly feeling less affectionate towards Jack.
Will nodded. "And of course the way you...."
Tara stormed off. She wanted to be away from Will, from cocky Jack, from this horrid ship...
She went into her cabin, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep.
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Night fell quickly. Jack had been lying abed for hours, and frankly, it didn't suit him. So he got up, pulled on his shirt, and went out onto deck to find Tara.
She had been so sweet, so caring... he knew what she felt for him. And he had to find her. They needed to talk.
He saw Will at the wheel, and against his better judgement he walked over.
"Will," he said.
Will turned to him. "Your nose looks good," he commented dryly.
Jack sighed. "We shouldn' be fightin', Will."
"Why not?"
"We're bloody friends, you whelp. And we shouldn' be fightin' o'er a lass, especially."
"You love her, don't you?" Will asked.
Jack scratched his head. "She loves me. I dunno why she kissed you."
Will sighed. "You're right. I need to see Elizabeth. She's my love."
Jack held out his hand. "Mates?"
Will took it. "Mates."
Jack grinned. "Have ye seen Tara? I need to speak with her."
"She went in a temper into her cabin. I think she's a little bit hacked off with you right now though."
Jack nodded, and went down to her cabin.
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Tara had been awake for a while now. She had some paper, a pen and a pot of ink from Anamaria's drawer. She had made some simple lines on the paper, but no words were coming into her head. So currently she was singing to herself, a song she had heard Elizabeth sing once.
"Drink up me hearties yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me," she crooned quietly.
She hummed contentedly, drawing a skull and crossbones on the paper absent-mindedly.
"Well, well, well, a closet pirate."
She looked up to see Jack leaning on the doorframe.
"Shouldn't you be in bed?" she asked coldly, turning back to her drawing.
"I got bored. I had to see you."
"I don't want to see you," she replied, not looking up. "Just leave me alone."
"Tara?" he asked, a lot more gently. "What have I done?"
She looked up now. He looked hurt and confused, but she was determined not to let him win her over with this.
"You told Will that I love you! How cocky is that, not to mention untrue?" she snapped.
He bit his lower lip. Then he turned and left.
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Sorry about this exceedingly short chapter... more coming soon! Please review... I can't offer you anything if you do, but I can promise that you won't be cursed! Isn't that great?
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Tara found Will holding the wheel half-heartedly.
"You WHELP!"
He looked up as she stormed towards him.
"I do think-" he began.
SMACK.
Tara slapped him hard. He staggered, and turned to look at her.
"I don't think that's fair!" he snapped. "You kissed me, and then he tells me you're in love with him! What was I supposed to do?"
"He said I was in love with him?!" Tara shouted, suddenly feeling less affectionate towards Jack.
Will nodded. "And of course the way you...."
Tara stormed off. She wanted to be away from Will, from cocky Jack, from this horrid ship...
She went into her cabin, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep.
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Night fell quickly. Jack had been lying abed for hours, and frankly, it didn't suit him. So he got up, pulled on his shirt, and went out onto deck to find Tara.
She had been so sweet, so caring... he knew what she felt for him. And he had to find her. They needed to talk.
He saw Will at the wheel, and against his better judgement he walked over.
"Will," he said.
Will turned to him. "Your nose looks good," he commented dryly.
Jack sighed. "We shouldn' be fightin', Will."
"Why not?"
"We're bloody friends, you whelp. And we shouldn' be fightin' o'er a lass, especially."
"You love her, don't you?" Will asked.
Jack scratched his head. "She loves me. I dunno why she kissed you."
Will sighed. "You're right. I need to see Elizabeth. She's my love."
Jack held out his hand. "Mates?"
Will took it. "Mates."
Jack grinned. "Have ye seen Tara? I need to speak with her."
"She went in a temper into her cabin. I think she's a little bit hacked off with you right now though."
Jack nodded, and went down to her cabin.
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Tara had been awake for a while now. She had some paper, a pen and a pot of ink from Anamaria's drawer. She had made some simple lines on the paper, but no words were coming into her head. So currently she was singing to herself, a song she had heard Elizabeth sing once.
"Drink up me hearties yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me," she crooned quietly.
She hummed contentedly, drawing a skull and crossbones on the paper absent-mindedly.
"Well, well, well, a closet pirate."
She looked up to see Jack leaning on the doorframe.
"Shouldn't you be in bed?" she asked coldly, turning back to her drawing.
"I got bored. I had to see you."
"I don't want to see you," she replied, not looking up. "Just leave me alone."
"Tara?" he asked, a lot more gently. "What have I done?"
She looked up now. He looked hurt and confused, but she was determined not to let him win her over with this.
"You told Will that I love you! How cocky is that, not to mention untrue?" she snapped.
He bit his lower lip. Then he turned and left.
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Sorry about this exceedingly short chapter... more coming soon! Please review... I can't offer you anything if you do, but I can promise that you won't be cursed! Isn't that great?