AN// WRITERS BLOCK SUCKS!! So frigging annoying and unbelievably suckie!
Chapter 05:
"Door locked," Serena muttered, turning the key of the door behind her. She put her arms around herself and immediately the adrenaline drained from her veins, the cold weather piercing her like... Her eyes went to Will's waist... swords.
Will looked at the girl before him and felt a strange feeling of guilt. He could tell that she was extremely cold with the way her teeth chattered and how she held herself. She walked to the wall and turned a dial hearing her mutter about heat.
"I'm sorry I ran... I panicked," Will said. He was expecting some kind of reprimand but none came... only a small smile, since it was all she could muster.
"I know... It was my fault. I shouldn't haven given you such a blunt fact without a bit of warning first," she sighed understandingly. She walked down the hall and into her room not noticing that Will was following her. Only when she had turned away from the closet, after picking out some dry clothes, did she notice his presence again. "Wow... you're silent..." She chuckled tossing her clothes one her unmade bed.
"It's a gift," Will retorted, giving a small smile of his own.
"Would you like to have some dry clothes?" she asked. He nodded and then followed her as she beckoned him to another bedroom. She threw open a closet and picked out some greyish jeans and a white button down shirt. "They're my brother's. He won't mind since he's not here half the time. He goes to school at San Francisco."
"You're doing it again," Will murmured taking the new clothing.
"Doing what?"
"Talking as if I know what you're talking about," Will explained.
"Oh.. sorry," she laughed. "Okay... umm.. yes, they're weird clothing, especially for you but it's best if you blend in with the crowd in THIS world... That means no sword." Will opened his mouth to protest, but Serena added, "Nuh Uh! No arguments about that, mister. No weapons. You won't need it as long as you stick with me AND..." Her eyes turned wistful for a second. "No chauvinistic tendencies."
"What?"
"Umm... three hundred years from your time, not as many women are damsels- in-distress... Mind you, we do love men... We haven't turned them to slaves that we just use for construction, sanitation and reproduction but... Women have more freedom in this time and it wouldn't be too wonderful an idea to be kissing every woman's hand that you meet..." She saw Will's blank look. "... and I'm doing it again, aren't I?" She winced.
"You do have a habit of rambling, Miss Serena," Will said.
"Must forgive that. Just change, then. Clothes are self-explanatory. And I'll be right back... I'll take a quick shower and ... yea! I'll be back," Serena replied. She bounded out the door and took a quick hot shower; during which, she thought of the absolutely gorgeous Brit she's been dreaming over for the last four months... undressing in the room adjacent to the very shower she was in.
'Ahhh!! Bad thoughts! Out.. out Out!!' she scolded herself. 'Damn hormones.' She quickly got dressed in lavender peasant shirt and khaki pants. She blow dried her hair and in twenty minutes... "Done!"
Serena walked to her brother's room where she left Will, with the not-so- clothed thoughts of him still raging in her head. With one last effort to purge out such thoughts, she slowly opened the door and saw Will with his back turned and his clothing very much on.
"Damn," she muttered. Serena STILL would have liked to see Will Turner and she was pretty disappointed. When her foot made a sound on the carpet, Will turned and, "Damn." She muttered another curse, because she STILL wouldn't have liked to see Will Turner because of... Well she couldn't tell a reason so geez! She just doesn't like being caught off guard! It seemed like Will had trouble with buttons and Serena covered up her brief moment of breathlessness from that finely built chest with a laugh.
"Can you help me?" Will muttered, blushing. Never had he let another woman, or PERSON really, see him in such a state. He felt VERY uncomfortable in the clothes he was given and he STILL didn't trust her, though it seemed like she DID save him from a mob, and anyways, he didn't have much choice in the matter. Witch or not, magic had brought him here. There was no other explanation.
"Buttons a new technology for your time?" Serena chuckled though inside she was screaming with madness, her fingers trembling as it brushed against the thin fabric.
"Not quite... I'm just not used to this clothing. I'm not sure if I put them on correctly," he answered, still embarrassed. She nodded, understandingly. "Did I put them on correctly?" Serena backed up when she buttoned the second to the last button and stood back to look at him.
"Perfect," she murmured. She took out a rubber band from her drawer and handed it to him. "Tie back your hair though."
"Thank you, Miss Serena," he answered softly.
"Please. I already told you. Just call me Serena. Miss Serena sounds much too appropriate for someone like me to be called," she waved her hand brushing away the formalities. She led him to the kitchen and brought out the Honey Bunches of Oats cereal she was currently obsessed with. (Serena has periodical cereal cravings. The last one was Waffle Crisp, if you didn't mind knowing. *grin*)
"Then Serena, it is." Will looked around the kitchen, unsure again. He didn't know what to do. He wouldn't be surprised if she said it was some sort of torture chamber, with the knives and the cold box.
"And I should call you what exactly?"
"Will is fine," he answered. "What are you doing?" Serena poured herself a bowl of cereal and milk.
"What does it look like? Eating, of course," she snorted. "Oye doi... Of course you don't know. It's cereal." She gave him an apologetic look. "It's food. There're different varieties. This is the one I favor. It's a bunch of toasted oats with almonds, covered in honey." She gave him a bowl. "You eat it with milk so it's not so dry." Will took the bowl, realizing he was VERY hungry and couldn't care less if the food given to him was poisoned or not. Actually... he took a couple more bites and realized it wasn't half bad.
"It's actually good."
"It is! And thankfully, you're not like you're damn counterpart who refuses to eat dairy products," she grinned.
"My counterpart?" he thought aloud. He took up a stool on the other side of the island-counter. "Care to explain to me what's going on?" Serena put down her bowl and looked at him, reluctantly. "Why did those women go crazy at that... place?"
Serena didn't know what to say. She looked at him and studied his eyes wondering if he could really believe what was going on in this world. She didn't want to tell him that in this world, he wasn't real. That was a bit harsh so she decided to give him only bits and pieces... SAFE bits and pieces.
"Women in this world are... strange," she answered slowly. "Not all of them, mind you, but they're a bit..."
"Boisterous?" Will supplied.
"That was the diluted version of what I was going for but yes that would work," she smiled. Will laughed and grabbed some more cereal.
"How come?"
"We've advanced in more than technology in this world. Women have actual rights and more privileges than the world you know so with that progression, many women have gone power crazy and... A man of your appearance tends to make females of this time become... possessed," she explained slowly.
"My appearance?"
"I'll explain that later. Don't worry," Serena grinned. Will thought about what she had said for a second and a question appeared in his mind.
"How come YOU haven't gone crazy?" Will asked curious.
"I've grown... distant from the male population," Serena answered ruefully looking at her empty bowl and then smirked as Will refilled his.
Once Will's bowl was full of milk and cereal, he looked at the girl placing the white bowl into a white tub and then remained standing there lost in her thoughts, her eyes peculiarly lost. For once, Will saw something familiar... something he could relate to... The girl before him is someone who has had a broken heart.... He would know, of course. It takes one to know one.
AN// *sigh* Just in case you didn't know, I'm going insane with the workload I've got... *tear* Winter vacation comes near!! YAY!! More updating time!!
Chapter 05:
"Door locked," Serena muttered, turning the key of the door behind her. She put her arms around herself and immediately the adrenaline drained from her veins, the cold weather piercing her like... Her eyes went to Will's waist... swords.
Will looked at the girl before him and felt a strange feeling of guilt. He could tell that she was extremely cold with the way her teeth chattered and how she held herself. She walked to the wall and turned a dial hearing her mutter about heat.
"I'm sorry I ran... I panicked," Will said. He was expecting some kind of reprimand but none came... only a small smile, since it was all she could muster.
"I know... It was my fault. I shouldn't haven given you such a blunt fact without a bit of warning first," she sighed understandingly. She walked down the hall and into her room not noticing that Will was following her. Only when she had turned away from the closet, after picking out some dry clothes, did she notice his presence again. "Wow... you're silent..." She chuckled tossing her clothes one her unmade bed.
"It's a gift," Will retorted, giving a small smile of his own.
"Would you like to have some dry clothes?" she asked. He nodded and then followed her as she beckoned him to another bedroom. She threw open a closet and picked out some greyish jeans and a white button down shirt. "They're my brother's. He won't mind since he's not here half the time. He goes to school at San Francisco."
"You're doing it again," Will murmured taking the new clothing.
"Doing what?"
"Talking as if I know what you're talking about," Will explained.
"Oh.. sorry," she laughed. "Okay... umm.. yes, they're weird clothing, especially for you but it's best if you blend in with the crowd in THIS world... That means no sword." Will opened his mouth to protest, but Serena added, "Nuh Uh! No arguments about that, mister. No weapons. You won't need it as long as you stick with me AND..." Her eyes turned wistful for a second. "No chauvinistic tendencies."
"What?"
"Umm... three hundred years from your time, not as many women are damsels- in-distress... Mind you, we do love men... We haven't turned them to slaves that we just use for construction, sanitation and reproduction but... Women have more freedom in this time and it wouldn't be too wonderful an idea to be kissing every woman's hand that you meet..." She saw Will's blank look. "... and I'm doing it again, aren't I?" She winced.
"You do have a habit of rambling, Miss Serena," Will said.
"Must forgive that. Just change, then. Clothes are self-explanatory. And I'll be right back... I'll take a quick shower and ... yea! I'll be back," Serena replied. She bounded out the door and took a quick hot shower; during which, she thought of the absolutely gorgeous Brit she's been dreaming over for the last four months... undressing in the room adjacent to the very shower she was in.
'Ahhh!! Bad thoughts! Out.. out Out!!' she scolded herself. 'Damn hormones.' She quickly got dressed in lavender peasant shirt and khaki pants. She blow dried her hair and in twenty minutes... "Done!"
Serena walked to her brother's room where she left Will, with the not-so- clothed thoughts of him still raging in her head. With one last effort to purge out such thoughts, she slowly opened the door and saw Will with his back turned and his clothing very much on.
"Damn," she muttered. Serena STILL would have liked to see Will Turner and she was pretty disappointed. When her foot made a sound on the carpet, Will turned and, "Damn." She muttered another curse, because she STILL wouldn't have liked to see Will Turner because of... Well she couldn't tell a reason so geez! She just doesn't like being caught off guard! It seemed like Will had trouble with buttons and Serena covered up her brief moment of breathlessness from that finely built chest with a laugh.
"Can you help me?" Will muttered, blushing. Never had he let another woman, or PERSON really, see him in such a state. He felt VERY uncomfortable in the clothes he was given and he STILL didn't trust her, though it seemed like she DID save him from a mob, and anyways, he didn't have much choice in the matter. Witch or not, magic had brought him here. There was no other explanation.
"Buttons a new technology for your time?" Serena chuckled though inside she was screaming with madness, her fingers trembling as it brushed against the thin fabric.
"Not quite... I'm just not used to this clothing. I'm not sure if I put them on correctly," he answered, still embarrassed. She nodded, understandingly. "Did I put them on correctly?" Serena backed up when she buttoned the second to the last button and stood back to look at him.
"Perfect," she murmured. She took out a rubber band from her drawer and handed it to him. "Tie back your hair though."
"Thank you, Miss Serena," he answered softly.
"Please. I already told you. Just call me Serena. Miss Serena sounds much too appropriate for someone like me to be called," she waved her hand brushing away the formalities. She led him to the kitchen and brought out the Honey Bunches of Oats cereal she was currently obsessed with. (Serena has periodical cereal cravings. The last one was Waffle Crisp, if you didn't mind knowing. *grin*)
"Then Serena, it is." Will looked around the kitchen, unsure again. He didn't know what to do. He wouldn't be surprised if she said it was some sort of torture chamber, with the knives and the cold box.
"And I should call you what exactly?"
"Will is fine," he answered. "What are you doing?" Serena poured herself a bowl of cereal and milk.
"What does it look like? Eating, of course," she snorted. "Oye doi... Of course you don't know. It's cereal." She gave him an apologetic look. "It's food. There're different varieties. This is the one I favor. It's a bunch of toasted oats with almonds, covered in honey." She gave him a bowl. "You eat it with milk so it's not so dry." Will took the bowl, realizing he was VERY hungry and couldn't care less if the food given to him was poisoned or not. Actually... he took a couple more bites and realized it wasn't half bad.
"It's actually good."
"It is! And thankfully, you're not like you're damn counterpart who refuses to eat dairy products," she grinned.
"My counterpart?" he thought aloud. He took up a stool on the other side of the island-counter. "Care to explain to me what's going on?" Serena put down her bowl and looked at him, reluctantly. "Why did those women go crazy at that... place?"
Serena didn't know what to say. She looked at him and studied his eyes wondering if he could really believe what was going on in this world. She didn't want to tell him that in this world, he wasn't real. That was a bit harsh so she decided to give him only bits and pieces... SAFE bits and pieces.
"Women in this world are... strange," she answered slowly. "Not all of them, mind you, but they're a bit..."
"Boisterous?" Will supplied.
"That was the diluted version of what I was going for but yes that would work," she smiled. Will laughed and grabbed some more cereal.
"How come?"
"We've advanced in more than technology in this world. Women have actual rights and more privileges than the world you know so with that progression, many women have gone power crazy and... A man of your appearance tends to make females of this time become... possessed," she explained slowly.
"My appearance?"
"I'll explain that later. Don't worry," Serena grinned. Will thought about what she had said for a second and a question appeared in his mind.
"How come YOU haven't gone crazy?" Will asked curious.
"I've grown... distant from the male population," Serena answered ruefully looking at her empty bowl and then smirked as Will refilled his.
Once Will's bowl was full of milk and cereal, he looked at the girl placing the white bowl into a white tub and then remained standing there lost in her thoughts, her eyes peculiarly lost. For once, Will saw something familiar... something he could relate to... The girl before him is someone who has had a broken heart.... He would know, of course. It takes one to know one.
AN// *sigh* Just in case you didn't know, I'm going insane with the workload I've got... *tear* Winter vacation comes near!! YAY!! More updating time!!