Chapter Four: Curiousity

"Will, it's okay! It's just a car…" said Riley to a hesitant Will.

He didn't exactly trust the black thing on wheels.

"Just open the door…" she was already inside the car, and getting impatient. Will glanced at Riley and then slowly reached his hand out to the door handle. He took his hand away quickly, fearing it would do something to him, but if Riley could get in a car safely, so could he. He finally opened the door and climbed in.

Riley sighed in relief as Will shut the door. She put the keys in the ignition.

"Okay, now put on your seat belt," she said.

"What's a seat belt?" asked Will curiously.

"That thing behind your shoulder. Just put it in the buckle…"

Just as Will was doing that something he did not expect hit him like a brick wall. Riley turned the key.

The engine roared to life and Will jumped, hitting his head on the ceiling. "OUCH!" he yelled out, his heart thumping extremely fast.

"Oh, geez, I'm sorry, I should have warned you," she said apologetically. "Is your head okay?"

"Yes, I think so…" Will replied, rubbing his head.

Riley backed the car out of the driveway, even though her studio was about three blocks away from her apartment, she had taken her car today because of the weather. Rain lashed the windows of the car and poured down on the ceiling above them. Riley was glad to be getting home, she had been in that stupid studio for quite a while, and it had also taken her a long time to find and lay a plastic sheet over the passenger seat of her car so that Will wouldn't get paint all over it.

But what was she going to do now that Will Turner had just fallen into her life? All her Pirates of the Caribbean stuff… well, that would have to be shut up in her closet. Will was still adjusting to his new surroundings, she'd tell him when the time was ready.

She let out a grateful sigh when she pulled into her parking space. "Well, we're here!" she said. "Will?" he was staring out of the window with his mouth open. "Okay, come on now! We still have to get you cleaned up, but how, I have no idea…"

Will snapped out of his trance. He had seen lights up on high poles that flashed red, yellow, and green. Then, there were signs that flashed messages up on buildings. There were more things on wheels like Riley's, but in much more varieties.

"Welcome to NYC," said Riley as she opened her door. Will did the same, and freezing rain hit him the moment he put his foot out.

"Hurry up!" said Riley, who was already running to the doors to the entrance to the building. Will ran after her, still looking at his surroundings with wide eyes. He was getting a lot of weird looks from passersby, mainly because of the state of his clothes, and the clothes themselves. He stopped short when he reached Riley, who was standing by the doors, which were those spinning doors.

"Why don't you come in this section with me," she said once she saw an open spot.

"What do I do…" asked Will, slightly nervous.

"Just follow me!" she said as it came spinning around. They both ran in, and Will thought it was quite fascinating. The door came out into the entrance of her complex. "Well, here we are, Will!" she said. "Will?" she glanced behind her and stared.

Will looked like he was having the time of his life. He kept going around in the door, laughing. It would have been incredibly funny if it hadn't been for the people outside who were staring just as Riley was, and she could see a cop approaching. Riley gasped and ran back into Will's section.

"Will, now I know this may seem like a lot of fun, but to the cops, it's bad."

With that, she grabbed his arm and pulled him out into the entrance, narrowly avoiding getting him squashed between the doors.

"This time, will you stick with me?" she asked, exasperated.

"Of course, Miss Rosewell," was the reply. She led him to the elevator and jammed a button that led up to the sixth floor.

"Don't even think about it," she said sharply as she saw one of Will's long, slender fingers hover near a few of the buttons. They finally reached Riley's floor and walked out of the elevator. She pulled out her keys again and unlocked her door, throwing it open.

Will followed Riley into her apartment, which had more fascinating things in it.

"Make yourself at home," she said to Will, throwing her keys on the counter. She moved over to the fridge, to get something to drink for the both of them. She pulled out a couple bottles of water, and was just about to ask Will if he wanted something to drink, her Shania Twain CD started to blast through her apartment.

She whipped around, and saw Will jump back in surprise, the sound coming full blast from her stereo.

"I'm goin' out tonight, I'm feeling all right, gonna let it all hang out, wanna make some noise, really raise my voice—"

Riley turned off the music and laughed. "You sure are curious today! But then again, I would be too if I just dropped in to another world…"

She tossed him a water bottle. "I thought you might be thirsty," she said after he caught it.

Will nodded. "Thanks."

They stood in silence for a moment until Riley said, "We should wash those clothes, we need to get that paint off…" she gasped suddenly. "Hold on!" she said, setting her bottle down. "I know a place… don't move, I'll be right back!"

And with that, she rushed out of the apartment, slamming the door behind her.

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Hehe… I'm a fan of Shania, so expect more songs of hers to be in here! And Will with the rolling doors… "Couldn't resist, mate!" Plz review!!!