Disclaimer- we do not own Pirates of the Caribbean, or any of the characters. Except for Kila, and maybe a few other characters that you've never seen in the movie. We wish that we owned Jack Sparrow, but alas, it is not so. So…yes.

A basic rundown- GREETINGS!!! And thanks for reading this. If you don't like random, horrible cliffhangers, sex or cussing, then leave. But if you do, then welcome aboard matey! Ar!! Anyway, this is not you're usual story. In fact, this is not your usual author. This story is written by 3 authors, yes you read right, 3.

Hayley, Ashlee and Melanie were talking after school one day, and decided that sense they all love to write, and love POTC, then why not write a story about them? But, what they would do is one girl would write one chapter, and then another would write the following chapter, and so on. The order is as follows…Hayley first, then Ashlee and finally Melanie. So, hi! I'm Hayley, and I'm starting off this story. Then Ashlee will follow, and Melanie bringing up the rear. Then we'll start all over again.

We all have a different writing style, but I bet you'll get used to that eventually. I warn you all now, that I (Hayley) can't spell for sht, so I apologize right now for my errors. I also have a dirty mouth (well, not that dirty, I wash it twice a day.) so, my characters also cuss. Yay. Ok, anyway…now that you kinda figured it out, you won't feel weird when all of a sudden at the top of a page it says "Ashlee you're a freak give me back Rocky III". Ok, maybe you will, but whatever. And, whenever I write and you see something written in (( )), then that's a comment from me…I like to talk. ::Melanie puts tape over Hayleys mouth::

So, basically, R rated, sex and cussing included and weird cliffhangers at the end to throw the next person off. ) because we're evil like that.

Chapter 1- The Cross Dresser

Kila couldn't take it anymore; Her Mother was so fugging annoying. 'Clean this, clean that.' She was a 'Cinderella' in her own house. Sure, she was pretty lucky to live on the cleaner side of Port Royal, but that didn't mean that she had it easier. Because they had more money than most people, her Father drank more than most people. And when he began to drink, he did weird things. She shuddered at the thought of what he did. Her Father was either a stupid drunk, or a mean drunk. Her Mother was so embarrassed at her Father, that she took it all out on Kila. But she was used to most of the beatings by now…but still; no girl should have to endure this!

On the night slash morning of her 18th birthday, she woke up at 3am, and tiptoed out of bed. Quietly, she slinked into her dead brothers preserved room. He died about 11 years ago, when Kila was only 7, yet she still could remember everything about him, like he just went away on a trip. He was about 17 when he died, and it was a good thing that they were about the same height and age, because Kila needed his clothes. The dresses she was wearing would just get in the way. Rifling though his closet, she pulled out a few of his smallest pare of pants (as in waistband size) and a bunch of his shirts. She didn't care what size they were, her boobs weren't that big anyway.

After getting into his clothes, she looked herself over in her full length mirror. She didn't look half bad, in fact, she looked great. She swayed from side to side and her hair hit her in the face. She stared at it angrily. Kila had been growing out her hair for 11 years straight. The tradition was that you change your hair style when you're heartbroken, and her brothers' death shattered her heart. She pulled her caramel colored hair back into a ponytail and braided it, knowing that it would stay out of the way like that.

After packing a small bag that consisted of another pair of pants and a shirt, a hairbrush, some things to munch on, and a toothbrush, she crept outside and mounted her horse Cano. Spurring him in the sides, she rode off of her estate and onto freedom.

And she knew exactly where she was headed toward also- Tortuga. She could get any kind of job there, and hopefully get on board with a crew of pirates. That was her main dream, to be a pirate. She knew if she became one, then her parents couldn't make her come back, because they would never know where she was! It was a perfect plan. She just hoped that she would find a good batch of pirates…if there was such a thing.

Yes, I know it was small, but it's always hard to start off a story. But don't worry, because we will update often.

And now, I turn the keyboard over to Ashlee, for Chapter 2! Until next time!

Hayley