Author's notes:

Jack's true luv: Thand you very much for all your positive support...He he I am a FORK!

Rachie: Gee thanks i am glad you spared my feelings by not stating all my mistakes. lol

Jinxeh: Thank you i am glad you liked it. I have read a lot of the reviews you send Jack's true luv. they are really funny.

The Pearl

I looked up from my sewing and saw Will leaving the smithies with a long slender package. I sighed and went back to my dress. It was in fact my dress. I already had a very lovely dress, but I wanted one that, well, I don't know really what I wanted it for. I guess I just wanted one that wasn't all high and fancy…kind of like a pirate's. I have always been attentive to pirate life. To be free of etiquette and society, to ignore decorum, gentility, and propriety. I was tired of the same routine every day; I wanted adventure. I wanted something to happen.

I Settled on a dress that was simple and I could move around in easily. And just for my appeal I attached little loops for a belt. I know it was senseless, but I have always wanted to carry around a sword. Aye, but it was ridiculous.

It was finished. I stood up to hold it up to myself. Then I tried it on…perfect fit. I took a look in the mirror. I thought I looked pretty fine, myself. I could almost feel the rush of the ocean breeze across my face and the gentile swaying of the boat. I laughed at my inane daydreaming.

"I just might have to get a mirror that tells me jokes too," Will was standing in the doorway grinning playfully, "What were you laughing at?"

I grinned, "I was just amused at the idea of me being a pirate. As you may have noticed I have made a new dress." I showed him my gown and did a little curtsy, "But obviously that is ridiculous." I shook my head foolishly.

"Oh, not that ridiculous," he teased, "I could just see you as a right bloody scalawag."

We both broke out in laughter.

"You look lovely," he complemented, "All of your dresses are lovely." A frown crossed his face, "In fact, Miss Swan was wearing the dress that you delivered. It looked beautiful." He had a wistful look on his face.

I knew what he meant. I frowned too due to my ruined spirits, "I'm sure it did look very beautiful with someone in it." I looked down at my bare toes; for some reason I couldn't look at him.

"Well I best be getting back to work," he forced a grin.

"Aye, I also."

I watched out the window to see that Will did not, in fact, return to the smithies. He must have had an errand to run. A flash of red then suddenly blinded me. Those bloody navy colors!

I stepped outside to see if anybody what was going on. I went up to a neighboring lady and asked her.

"A pirate!" she looked terrified…I grew excited, "A pirate threatened the govnore's daughter!" My excitement was ruined.

I slumped back inside. I had no sooner shut the door when it reopened. In popped a head filled with dreadlocks topped with a tri cornered hat. He had a red bandana protruding out from under his rather interesting hat. He had very handsome features with high cheekbones and warm, soft, brown eyes, which were outlined with a smidgen of coal underneath them.

"Oh! I am tremendously sorry, luv," He removed his hat and made a clumsy little bow just before leaving and snapping shut the wooden door.

I stood, quite taken a back (mouth a-gape), for just a few seconds before dashing out the door. I followed him into non other than than than than than than Mr. Brown's Smithy. I sneaked around to the back door and when I entered I heard a loud,

"EEEEHAWWWWW!" it was the donkey running the donkey powered machine.

I ducked inside a near cupboard leaving it slightly cracked open.

Will entered and set the lock in place. He threw his coat thingy on a shelf.

Smirking, he said sweetly, seeing Mr. Brown lying there drunk, "Right where I left you," he then turned to his work bench to see a hammer, apparently out of place, "Not where I left you," he had a furrowed brow.

Will reached out to grab it when, "SLAP!!" Jack smacked him on the hand with his sword.

"You're the one they're looking for…the pirate"

"You seem somewhat familiar, have I threatened you before?"

Will reached over and grabbed a sword, "You threatened Miss Swan."

Secretly I rolled my eyes.

"What are you going to kill me just for being a bloody pirate?"

" I have nothing against you being a pirate, only that you are a pirate who threatens helpless citizens!" The fight began!

I witnessed this all from that wee little cupboard. The clang of the two swords was spine shivering yet thrilling at the same time. They were on the wagon, and now the rafters! I decided to do something. I stepped out of safe haven. I went over to the drunk Mr. Brown and reached out and grabbed the empty bottle from his enormous paunch. I hid behind a large beam and waited. I was startled when there was a loud knock at the door.

"You cheated!" came from behind me.

"Pirate."

"I will not just step aside and let you escape!"

"Please move!?" Jack pleaded,

This was my chance.

"This shot was not meant for you!"

I brought the bottle back and WACK! I hit him square across his head.

In stormed the troops in red. They all had their bayonets pointed at the unconscious Jack.

Norrington's naizily voice said, "Nicely done, the both of you." He then directed to one of his men, "Fetch some irons. Mr. Sparrow has adorned an appointment to the gallows."

All the rest of the day I was busy with other dress orders; again, late into the night; though, at one time I did doze off for a while. I was still upset about the dress.

I was awoken by a strange noise coming from out side.

"Boooommm!"

I shot out of my chair. It was cannon fire! I dropped the dress I was working on and ran to look out side. There, in the middle of the dark debts of the water blew the pirate flag. I then gasped at the sight of the black sails…it was the Black Pearl.