AN::Welsh, my friends, "Things Change", my first PotC fic, is over and now I can focus on this! hears scattered applause and more groans of disbelief I AM focusing!
Chapter 07:
"Where are we going?" Will asked after some time. A bit of music was playing softly, much to Will's amazement, from the car radio and, at first, he was entranced but his attention was waning.
"A city right on the beach... Has shops and restaurants and a LOT of people," Serena explained. Her hand slipped out of his and she placed both palms on the steering wheel, her brow creasing in concentration when she switched lanes in the dangerous Southern California freeways.
"A LOT of people?" Will frowned.
"I know... It's a bit dangerous but people are very self-involved here. They won't notice you.. Just keep the hat low all right?" she requested, glancing at him briefly.
"Are you sure?"
"Didn't I ask you to trust me already?" she teased. Will just nodded, still biting his lip.
Serena was just out of reality's loop at that point. It didn't really hit her until she was on the freeway, on the way to Santa Monica pier, that Will Turner was in her passenger seat. (In fact, she swerved a bit when that fact set in, much to Will's discomfort and unmanly yelp.) She hadn't been long in California, moving to the City of Angels some years before from New Jersey. She still remembered the week long tour her family members had given her. She remembered how overwhelming (in a good way) it was to see a place that wasn't wet in the middle January, where snow wasn't a constant pain in the neck during winter but still a few hours drive away. With a small smile, she thought about how Will would take everything. She figured that he would be like a little kid with each new experience.
"What are you smiling for?" Will asked suspiciously. He saw the gleam in her eyes as she was driving. He wasn't exactly sure of its meaning, nor was he sure about how pure her intentions were. She was still a stranger to him, but the closest stranger he had in this strange world of moving metal and lights and strange clothing. Will still wondered how he ended up here. He wanted some answers and he knew that this girl held some but kept it from him. He was unsure of whether or not some of those secrets revealed that she was lying when she said she didn't know he got here.
"I'm just wondering how you'll react to some things I'll show you. If anything, it'll be amusing in my part," she grinned. Her hand flicked at a switch and they moved towards a ramp going off the road. "Just like now..." Her hand motioned to the world outside the car and Will's mouth fell into a slight gape.
He'd never seen so many people! It was still early morning but the fishermen were already coming in with that day's catch. Tourists (though he didn't know they were called that) were starting to line up for the bicycles to use for the day. Some streets, as they went farther down the road, were ruled by table after table of café after café, the early wakers already sipping their coffee. Building after the building that the stores didn't even have a separation between anymore, painted by every shade of color imaginable, people of races and colors he didn't even know existed.
"What IS this place?" Will gaped.
"Santa Monica," Serena shrugged.
"Where'd all this people come from?"
"All over the world," Serena answered.
"And they're all here?!"
"A lot of them anyways." Serena pulled into a parking structure much like the one they had started the trip with.
"And you live here? This is normal for you?"
"It's home..." she smiled and the car stopped.
AN::So I want to update more so these chapters are gonna be heck of a lot shorter. And shameless plug though this is PLEASE read my Troy fic. It's in my profile. It's called "My Immortal" and it should be under the Homer Category. grin AHHH shameless I know!!
Chapter 07:
"Where are we going?" Will asked after some time. A bit of music was playing softly, much to Will's amazement, from the car radio and, at first, he was entranced but his attention was waning.
"A city right on the beach... Has shops and restaurants and a LOT of people," Serena explained. Her hand slipped out of his and she placed both palms on the steering wheel, her brow creasing in concentration when she switched lanes in the dangerous Southern California freeways.
"A LOT of people?" Will frowned.
"I know... It's a bit dangerous but people are very self-involved here. They won't notice you.. Just keep the hat low all right?" she requested, glancing at him briefly.
"Are you sure?"
"Didn't I ask you to trust me already?" she teased. Will just nodded, still biting his lip.
Serena was just out of reality's loop at that point. It didn't really hit her until she was on the freeway, on the way to Santa Monica pier, that Will Turner was in her passenger seat. (In fact, she swerved a bit when that fact set in, much to Will's discomfort and unmanly yelp.) She hadn't been long in California, moving to the City of Angels some years before from New Jersey. She still remembered the week long tour her family members had given her. She remembered how overwhelming (in a good way) it was to see a place that wasn't wet in the middle January, where snow wasn't a constant pain in the neck during winter but still a few hours drive away. With a small smile, she thought about how Will would take everything. She figured that he would be like a little kid with each new experience.
"What are you smiling for?" Will asked suspiciously. He saw the gleam in her eyes as she was driving. He wasn't exactly sure of its meaning, nor was he sure about how pure her intentions were. She was still a stranger to him, but the closest stranger he had in this strange world of moving metal and lights and strange clothing. Will still wondered how he ended up here. He wanted some answers and he knew that this girl held some but kept it from him. He was unsure of whether or not some of those secrets revealed that she was lying when she said she didn't know he got here.
"I'm just wondering how you'll react to some things I'll show you. If anything, it'll be amusing in my part," she grinned. Her hand flicked at a switch and they moved towards a ramp going off the road. "Just like now..." Her hand motioned to the world outside the car and Will's mouth fell into a slight gape.
He'd never seen so many people! It was still early morning but the fishermen were already coming in with that day's catch. Tourists (though he didn't know they were called that) were starting to line up for the bicycles to use for the day. Some streets, as they went farther down the road, were ruled by table after table of café after café, the early wakers already sipping their coffee. Building after the building that the stores didn't even have a separation between anymore, painted by every shade of color imaginable, people of races and colors he didn't even know existed.
"What IS this place?" Will gaped.
"Santa Monica," Serena shrugged.
"Where'd all this people come from?"
"All over the world," Serena answered.
"And they're all here?!"
"A lot of them anyways." Serena pulled into a parking structure much like the one they had started the trip with.
"And you live here? This is normal for you?"
"It's home..." she smiled and the car stopped.
AN::So I want to update more so these chapters are gonna be heck of a lot shorter. And shameless plug though this is PLEASE read my Troy fic. It's in my profile. It's called "My Immortal" and it should be under the Homer Category. grin AHHH shameless I know!!