Celwriter: Here is the next chapter for my wonderful PotC story. I know
that it kind of slowed down, so I'm speeding it up.
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Chapter 18
Cel turned to Jack. What the heck did he want to talk to her for? They'd only known each other for less than a day. She looked at him, wondering if he was going to say that he did not believe that she was really Wil's sister.
"I saw you with that nobleman. Who is he?" Jack asked.
"Lord Philip Benidetch. His father ordered a sword from Wil yesterday. He doesn't remember that I threatened the ship he took on his way from England, but he knows that he's seen me before, possibly as a fellow passenger on the ship," she looked at Jack distrustfully. "Why do you want to know?"
"I just thought that I'd seen him before," said Jack, shaking his head, "Maybe I threatened him, too." Cel smiled. "What happened when he met Ricky?"
"Well, they were a little uneasy, but no threats or anything."
"It wasn't a good idea."
"It's not like I planned it!" Cel almost shouted. "Why was it not a good idea?"
"Are you quite oblivious, Cel?"
"Oblivious about what, Jack?"
"Now, you're a pretty lass. Isn't it possible that some lad might fall for a lass like you? Strong-willed and courageous? Hmmm?"
"Well, I never thought of that, but Ricky's just a friend who just happens to be a guy," Cel said. She saw Jack begin to shake his head. "Right?"
"I'm afraid that Ricky might not think like that. Didn't you see the look on his face when you told that Philip lad that you and he were just friends? Or were you too busy staring at the handsome Lord?"
"I was not staring at Philip!" Cel said firmly. Her certainty lessened. "Was I?"
"It sure seemed like it to me, lass, and it seemed so to Ricky. It might be a good idea if you keep those two away from each other. I don't know about Philip, but Ricky might do something incredibly stupid."
"How can you be so sure? Maybe Ricky also thinks of me as just a friend."
"Are you sure that you think of Ricky as just a friend?" Cel shrugged. "Just keep them apart. What harm could it do?"
"It's going to be hard."
"Life's hard, lass, we just gotta keeping looking towards our horizon." Cel nodded as Jack walked away. Did she care for Ricky? Did he care for her? She had never really thought of her and Ricky as anything but friends.
"Hey, Cel. What was that about?" Ricky said as he approached. This would be Cel's chance to find an answer to her questions.
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Chapter 18
Cel turned to Jack. What the heck did he want to talk to her for? They'd only known each other for less than a day. She looked at him, wondering if he was going to say that he did not believe that she was really Wil's sister.
"I saw you with that nobleman. Who is he?" Jack asked.
"Lord Philip Benidetch. His father ordered a sword from Wil yesterday. He doesn't remember that I threatened the ship he took on his way from England, but he knows that he's seen me before, possibly as a fellow passenger on the ship," she looked at Jack distrustfully. "Why do you want to know?"
"I just thought that I'd seen him before," said Jack, shaking his head, "Maybe I threatened him, too." Cel smiled. "What happened when he met Ricky?"
"Well, they were a little uneasy, but no threats or anything."
"It wasn't a good idea."
"It's not like I planned it!" Cel almost shouted. "Why was it not a good idea?"
"Are you quite oblivious, Cel?"
"Oblivious about what, Jack?"
"Now, you're a pretty lass. Isn't it possible that some lad might fall for a lass like you? Strong-willed and courageous? Hmmm?"
"Well, I never thought of that, but Ricky's just a friend who just happens to be a guy," Cel said. She saw Jack begin to shake his head. "Right?"
"I'm afraid that Ricky might not think like that. Didn't you see the look on his face when you told that Philip lad that you and he were just friends? Or were you too busy staring at the handsome Lord?"
"I was not staring at Philip!" Cel said firmly. Her certainty lessened. "Was I?"
"It sure seemed like it to me, lass, and it seemed so to Ricky. It might be a good idea if you keep those two away from each other. I don't know about Philip, but Ricky might do something incredibly stupid."
"How can you be so sure? Maybe Ricky also thinks of me as just a friend."
"Are you sure that you think of Ricky as just a friend?" Cel shrugged. "Just keep them apart. What harm could it do?"
"It's going to be hard."
"Life's hard, lass, we just gotta keeping looking towards our horizon." Cel nodded as Jack walked away. Did she care for Ricky? Did he care for her? She had never really thought of her and Ricky as anything but friends.
"Hey, Cel. What was that about?" Ricky said as he approached. This would be Cel's chance to find an answer to her questions.