Whoo…Sadie is Back with a new Fiction….about *dun dun dun* Jack! Yes, the Caribbean's sexiest pirate has returned for your…erm…reading pleasure! Lol, Please guys, you HAVE to review, I need some ideas and to know that some one is reading! For this story I will try to reply to more reviews. Well, thanks, and enjoy!
Oh yes, we must have a disclaimer, so here goes…Sadie Does not own anything even remotely related to Pirates of the Caribbean. However, she is working on fixing that little problem, if Disney's lawyers ever decide to answer her calls….
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Renee Victoria Lovell stood on the balcony of her home staring lovingly out at the sea. She had lived in Port Royale all of her life, and she started every day by watching the sun rise over the glittering ocean. When she was younger, she'd read about pirates and dreamed of becoming one, as did most other children in the small seaport town. As she's grown up, she'd given up hope of those dreams ever coming true, as she slowly realized that she was bound to live forever in this little town. But, she could always dream, and that she did. She dreamed of being out on the open ocean-being free. How wonderful it would be to never have someone telling you to "sit straight" or "be proper." She's always hated the confining life of a Port Royale lady.
Renee was woken from her reverie by a maid tapping her gently on her bedroom door.
"Miss Lovell? Your father requests that you dress in your best for breakfast. You'll have company."
"Very well," Renee sighed as the maid began to help her don her bodice. "Please Susanna, please don't make me wear that bloody thing," she pleaded, gesturing toward the corset in the maid's hand.
"I'm sorry Miss, but you must. Father's orders."
Renee gasped as Susanna pulled on the laces, crushing her lungs and various other vital organs. Tears welled in her eyes as she slipped into her dress, still adjusting to the sudden lack of oxygen.
"There you go, Miss," the maid announced as she finished lacing the dress. "You look lovely."
"Thank you," Renee replied, stepping quickly out of the room.
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As Renee walked quickly down the stairs, she noticed her father in the front room, deep in conversation with Lieutenant Jordan, an officer who worked under Norrington.
"Good Morning Father, Lieutenant," she greeted them. They both replied with "Good morning," and "You look lovely." She smiled, pretending to be pleased. She had to pretend because, not only were they the reason for her having to wear a corset, but she considered Lieutenant Jordan to be rather cocky, and none too good looking either. She didn't like him much at all, actually. However, she had no choice, so she walked into the dining hall on the Lieutenant's arm
After breakfast, Mr. Jordan asked Renee to accompany him out to the balcony. They stood there for a moment before the Lieutenant spoke.
"I…you see…" he sputtered, as if trying to find the right words. "Oh Hell…" she heard him mutter under his breath. And then he finally said, "Renee, will you be my wife?"
Renee almost died from shock. This cocky, pompous man expected her to MARRY him?!? Good God…Never in her life had she EVER…Suddenly realizing that she was staring at him in shocked silence, she gathered her thoughts and began to speak.
"Well, I never expected this. I'm, I'm quite flattered, but, I shall have to…give it some thought."
Just then her father called them in for tea. She asked if she could be excused, and her father accepted. However, instead of going to her room, she snuck out the front door and ran towards the center of town, as far away from her house as she could get. She wasn't really sure where she was going until she found herself at the most remote dock, staring at the water. There she sat, contemplating what Jordan had said and where she was going to run to escape him when she heard a loud thump from under the dock, followed by a male voice.
"Oh, bloody hell…that 'urt," the voice muttered. Suddenly, a man waded out from under the dock and swung up on top of it a few feet away from her, rubbing his head. He was so preoccupied with examining the newly formed lump that he didn't notice the young girl studying him with interest. He was dressed in loose black pants, a white shirt, and a knee length black coat. His hair hung out from under a tricorn hat in black braids and dreadlocks, adorned with various beads and trinkets. His beard very much matched his hair, separated into two braids with a bead at the end of each one.. Suddenly noticing her stare, his brown, kohl lined eyes turned to her, and he began to speak.
"Like what you see, love?"
Startled, she replied, "Yes, I mean, no. I mean…err…Hello, I'm Renee Lovell. You?" He chuckled.
"Captain Jack Sparrow, at your service, milady."
"Nice to meet you, Captain Sparrow"
"You know lass, not many ladies in Port Royale would converse so freely with a Pirate," he emphasized the last word.
"Well, I'm not most ladies in Port Royale. Tell me, Captain, do you have a ship?" she questioned, a plan forming in her mind.
"They don't call me Captain for nothing, love," he replied. "I'm just in town to visit me mate Will Turner. I'll be out of here again tonight."
"Take me with you?" she asked suddenly. "Please? I can pull my weight on your crew. I used to help Will down at Brown's Smithy all the time. I can work."
"I don't know," Jack said skeptically. "What makes ye want to leave this home?"
"I've wanted to leave here ever since I was little. Now I've been asked to marry the most HORRID man. Please, Mr. Sparrow, I must escape."
"Very well, lass. Meet me back here tonight an hour after dusk, and I'll help ye escape. And it's Captain Sparrow."
"Oh, Thank You!" Renee exclaimed, throwing her arms around his neck without thinking.
"There's no need for all that now, love…" he said, unsuccessfully trying to suppress a smile. She backed up, smoothed her skirts, and started towards her house to gather what she'd need.
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A/N: I hope to write the next chapter by tomorrow or the next day, so please Read and Review!
Oh yes, we must have a disclaimer, so here goes…Sadie Does not own anything even remotely related to Pirates of the Caribbean. However, she is working on fixing that little problem, if Disney's lawyers ever decide to answer her calls….
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Renee Victoria Lovell stood on the balcony of her home staring lovingly out at the sea. She had lived in Port Royale all of her life, and she started every day by watching the sun rise over the glittering ocean. When she was younger, she'd read about pirates and dreamed of becoming one, as did most other children in the small seaport town. As she's grown up, she'd given up hope of those dreams ever coming true, as she slowly realized that she was bound to live forever in this little town. But, she could always dream, and that she did. She dreamed of being out on the open ocean-being free. How wonderful it would be to never have someone telling you to "sit straight" or "be proper." She's always hated the confining life of a Port Royale lady.
Renee was woken from her reverie by a maid tapping her gently on her bedroom door.
"Miss Lovell? Your father requests that you dress in your best for breakfast. You'll have company."
"Very well," Renee sighed as the maid began to help her don her bodice. "Please Susanna, please don't make me wear that bloody thing," she pleaded, gesturing toward the corset in the maid's hand.
"I'm sorry Miss, but you must. Father's orders."
Renee gasped as Susanna pulled on the laces, crushing her lungs and various other vital organs. Tears welled in her eyes as she slipped into her dress, still adjusting to the sudden lack of oxygen.
"There you go, Miss," the maid announced as she finished lacing the dress. "You look lovely."
"Thank you," Renee replied, stepping quickly out of the room.
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As Renee walked quickly down the stairs, she noticed her father in the front room, deep in conversation with Lieutenant Jordan, an officer who worked under Norrington.
"Good Morning Father, Lieutenant," she greeted them. They both replied with "Good morning," and "You look lovely." She smiled, pretending to be pleased. She had to pretend because, not only were they the reason for her having to wear a corset, but she considered Lieutenant Jordan to be rather cocky, and none too good looking either. She didn't like him much at all, actually. However, she had no choice, so she walked into the dining hall on the Lieutenant's arm
After breakfast, Mr. Jordan asked Renee to accompany him out to the balcony. They stood there for a moment before the Lieutenant spoke.
"I…you see…" he sputtered, as if trying to find the right words. "Oh Hell…" she heard him mutter under his breath. And then he finally said, "Renee, will you be my wife?"
Renee almost died from shock. This cocky, pompous man expected her to MARRY him?!? Good God…Never in her life had she EVER…Suddenly realizing that she was staring at him in shocked silence, she gathered her thoughts and began to speak.
"Well, I never expected this. I'm, I'm quite flattered, but, I shall have to…give it some thought."
Just then her father called them in for tea. She asked if she could be excused, and her father accepted. However, instead of going to her room, she snuck out the front door and ran towards the center of town, as far away from her house as she could get. She wasn't really sure where she was going until she found herself at the most remote dock, staring at the water. There she sat, contemplating what Jordan had said and where she was going to run to escape him when she heard a loud thump from under the dock, followed by a male voice.
"Oh, bloody hell…that 'urt," the voice muttered. Suddenly, a man waded out from under the dock and swung up on top of it a few feet away from her, rubbing his head. He was so preoccupied with examining the newly formed lump that he didn't notice the young girl studying him with interest. He was dressed in loose black pants, a white shirt, and a knee length black coat. His hair hung out from under a tricorn hat in black braids and dreadlocks, adorned with various beads and trinkets. His beard very much matched his hair, separated into two braids with a bead at the end of each one.. Suddenly noticing her stare, his brown, kohl lined eyes turned to her, and he began to speak.
"Like what you see, love?"
Startled, she replied, "Yes, I mean, no. I mean…err…Hello, I'm Renee Lovell. You?" He chuckled.
"Captain Jack Sparrow, at your service, milady."
"Nice to meet you, Captain Sparrow"
"You know lass, not many ladies in Port Royale would converse so freely with a Pirate," he emphasized the last word.
"Well, I'm not most ladies in Port Royale. Tell me, Captain, do you have a ship?" she questioned, a plan forming in her mind.
"They don't call me Captain for nothing, love," he replied. "I'm just in town to visit me mate Will Turner. I'll be out of here again tonight."
"Take me with you?" she asked suddenly. "Please? I can pull my weight on your crew. I used to help Will down at Brown's Smithy all the time. I can work."
"I don't know," Jack said skeptically. "What makes ye want to leave this home?"
"I've wanted to leave here ever since I was little. Now I've been asked to marry the most HORRID man. Please, Mr. Sparrow, I must escape."
"Very well, lass. Meet me back here tonight an hour after dusk, and I'll help ye escape. And it's Captain Sparrow."
"Oh, Thank You!" Renee exclaimed, throwing her arms around his neck without thinking.
"There's no need for all that now, love…" he said, unsuccessfully trying to suppress a smile. She backed up, smoothed her skirts, and started towards her house to gather what she'd need.
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A/N: I hope to write the next chapter by tomorrow or the next day, so please Read and Review!