I did not sleep well last night. The taste of...of...him was still lingering on my lips. I tossed and turned, I could hear his humming. It was so damn annoying. 'WOULD YOU STOP SINGING?' sorry, stole the line off Shrek, I just love that line! The humming stopped right away. 'Good...' I thought while smirking to myself. 'At least he's listening to me. Then I heard heard him actully singing, not humming. I just put the pillow over my head and went to sleep very angry.

In The Morning

I felt something prodding me, and it was frigen sharp. It was so damn annoying too! I swatted the thing away and layed on my back, I looked up and saw the face of damn Jack Sparrow. 'Were you prodding me?' He smirked as I groaned. 'Little fucker.' I thought this very clearly as I swung my legs under his, causing him to buckle and fall flat on his ass. 'What the ell did ye do tha for?' I looked at him with a dangerous grin and stood up. I was about to walk away when I felt a hand around my wrist. I turned around and looked at Jack. 'Don't you ever leave me alone?' Jack pulled me close to him as I cringed. I didnt ever want to be that close to him. 'Clair, I didn' mean to do what I did the night before, but its gets pretty lonely.' I stared at him and snapped out of his grasp. 'Bullshit Jack. You have whores in every town! Nor do I care what you did as long as you dont do it again! Now if you exuse me, I need to get far away from you and get some food.' I stomped off in a comical fashion. The whole crew stared at me, like I cared. Jack made me so mad, I was red. Literally, I was as red as a beet. I grabbed some bread, meat and sat down beside this woman. She looked at me as I growled in protest, the buns were solid as a rock. 'Jack does get lonely ye know.' I turned to the women as she smiled a 'Well if he's so fucking lonely then why dont he go get a fucking whore?' The women chuckled as I threw my bun in Jacks direction. 'He's lookin for real luv Clair...' I didnt know how she knew my name, maybe Jack told her. 'I saw what happened last night Clair...' I turned to meet her slightly tanned face, her brown eyes twinkled by the way, I dont know what colour her eyes are really I nearly choked on my food. 'Sorry?' She chuckled and clapped me on the shoulder. 'He is trying to tell you something Clair...you just gotta listen more closely.' She took her plate and walked off. I sat there, picking at the mush they called food. 'Jack trying to tell me something? Does he have feelings for me? I dont even like him...' My thoughts trailed off as I looked at Jack, he stared back.

Thanks for reveiwing, and thanks to Rachel Sparrow! She's the one who got me thinking about this chappie!