(A/N – BUZZ!!! 6 am... oh yeah. Time to get up Jack! Get up! Lindz! Stewy! Get up! I've got rum! –Jack jumps up- Hand it over, luv... It's not real rum! It's iced tea with bagels and cream cheese! Come and get it! Geez, calm down, Stewy! There's plenty!)

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- D is for Disney stinks because they own an awesome pirate movie. I is for I don't own any PotC stuff and I hate them because they own it and don't share. S is for Sparrow is so hot (shwoo!). C is for Cool immortality curse I want lol. L is for Losers who don't like the movie. A is for All the rum belongs to Jack Sparrow. I is for I love it when Elizabeth almost dies from a corset and then Jack saves her butt. M is for More swordfights! E is for Elizabeth gets to kiss Orlando Bloom, so we hate her. R is for Rum! Duh!

- Never eat green mayonnaise and don't even touch Lindsay, Jessica, Arielle Faye Turner, Rebecca Barbossa, Paige Castrella Madrine (Lillian Paige Barbossa), Thomas Pikes, and the Meridian. M-I-N-E!!! Yes, I have problems lol.

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CHAPTER SIXTEEN: "Dr. Booboo!"

- Jessica's PoV -

ANOTHER SUPER SPLASH!!!

"Got the oar again!" I said, holding it up happily.

Erica, Anamaria, Jack, and Elizabeth stared at me... evilly...

"What?" I asked.

"Get 'er!" Jack yelled.

"Yeah!"

"Get her!"

My eyes widened, I gave a short screamed, and swam for my life. I can swim... sorta... then Erica grabbed my head and pushed me under but I scratched her and she screamed and I got away again! Ha! You'll never hold me down!

Jack grabbed a clump of my hair and pulled hard, dragging me to shore.

"Hey! My hat! Give me my hat!" I yelled.

No body takes my hat. Ever.

Erica picked my black hat up out of the water and passed me up. I reached for my hat, but she kept walking.

"Drop my hat!" I yelled. "Oof!"

Jack dropped me right onto the beach, giving me a sandy face. I jumped up looking at my sandy front with my wet boyz pants weighing me down under my dress. Everyone was coming up on shore when Anamaria came up behind me and pushed me back down into the surf.

Evil git.

I just washed the sand off anyways and hobbled back onto the beach and plopped down next to Erica as she started going through her bag.

"Here," she said, throwing me my book bag.

"Thanks," I said.

I took off my shoe before anything and ran over to the water.

"What are you doing?" Erica asked me.

"I'm rinsing out my sock!" I laughed. Erica came up beside me ripping off her tennis shoes and socks and rinsing them out as well. But she didn't put them back on. She walked back up the beach and sat them next to where we were sitting.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Letting them sit out to dry," she said. "I'll put 'em on tomorrow seeing as we're in no hurry to get out of here."

"We'll get off somehow," Elizabeth said. "And soon."

"Yeah, you'll just burn the island down again," I said.

"Prolly will," Jack said. "Unpredictable, women are."

"Amen!" I yelled raising the rum jug I had stuffed in my book bag. Erica grabbed it from me and drank. She does it all the time. Loser...

"Hey!" I said.

"What?" she asked. I ripped from her and took my drink when Jack walked up to us.

"Sup, pops?" Erica asked. I laughed.

"You and Mary are to get some firewood, savvy?" Jack said.

"Aye!" I said, jumping up.

"You betcha," Erica said.

We ran off to get the firewood around the corner of the island into a small grove of palm trees. I stopped.

"How do you get firewood from a palm tree?" I asked.

"Hmm... I dunno," Erica said. "Palm leaves?"

"Let's find out," I said.

We gathered about twenty each and headed back as the sun sank very low into the ocean. The last few rays of color in the sunset were diminishing.

"Hurry up, Stewy," Erica said. "It's getting dark."

"No, really?"

We ran back and dropped the branched in front of Jack. He looked at our pile and shook his head. I was offended. I was proud of that pile. It was just like a pile of palm fronds to me. All the time. Everyday I can remember. And he dissed it! Rude much!

"What is this?" Jack asked.

"What's it look like?!" I asked. "Palm fronds!"

"What about firewood?" he asked.

"Hey, it was getting dark!" Erica said. "It was this or nothing!"

"Nice save, buddy," I whispered to Erica.

"No trouble," she whispered back.

"It won't burn as well, but it'll do," Jack said.

He poured some rum on the palm leaves, and then stood up.

"Mary!"

"Aye!"

"Some of those fire producing match things if you please!" Jack said.

"You got it, bub!" I said. I put my hand into my little pouch that I love oh so very very much and pulled out a little box of matches that I had in a plastic baggie.

"Nice," Erica said.

"Thanks," I said. I pulled out the little box that was all nice and dry and striked a nice and dry match across the box.

"Instant fire," Erica said all weird. I laughed as Elizabeth and Anamaria walked up behind Erica and Jack. They watched as I got ready to throw it onto the leaves.

"I give you insta-flame!" I yelled as I dropped the match onto the palm leaves. The fire exploded almost immediately and Erica and I cheered, linked elbows and did a victory dance. Jack, Anamaria and Elizabeth seemed to be just as excited.

"Break out the cheese curls!" Erica said.

"Yeah! Cheese curls, Jack! Cheese!" I said, running over to our book bags and pulling out a half full bag of them. My last. And I was gonna give 'em to Jack. Oh well. I owed him. I threw 'em at Jack and he took Elizabeth's arm and swung her around like crazy!

"Yo ho! Yo ho!" Jack sang happily.

"A pirates life for me..." Erica finished.

Soon, everyone was dancing and hyper and stuff until it was really dark and there were stars everywhere. After Erica and I were totally party-pooped out, we decided to get out of the dresses and back into our normal and comfy clothes. Ah, the normalness of us weird folk. I missed my regular shirts! Even though these dresses do kick major butt big time... But I needed some civilized twenty-first century! I'm giving you the innocent look. Smile and nod. That's all ya gotta do.

"Where are you girls goin'?!" Jack yelled.

"Quick change!" I yelled as Erica and I scooped up our shirts to go into the palm grove to change real quick. We ran back there with the help of my little flashlight, and then we lodged it in a tree to see what we were doing. We just took off the dresses and threw on our shirts since the boyz pants were already on under our dresses and finally dry.

I was having troubles, however.

"Y'ok, Stewy?" Erica laughed as I struggled to pull my shirt on. Maybe I should've taken off my hat. But ever since I got it last summer, no way... my hat. Never leaves my head 'cept for in school because the losers don't let hats in the dress code. Losers... oh, and when I sleep and shower of course. That's a give, though.

"I'm... ok... sort of... ah..." I backed up thinking I was gonna hit a tree eventually, then I felt myself falling. I gave a short sceam, but it was cut off as I hit the ground a split second later.

"Stewy?! Stewy?!" Erica was flipping out, but oh well.

"I'm fine..." I said, sitting up. I looked over beside me and saw something. Where was I? Hey! Check it out! I got my shirt on!

"Stewy, can you get out?" asked Erica.

"Hand me that flashlight..." I said standing up.

"Why? What do you see?"

"Just toss it here..."

I wonder what that is...

"Stewy? What is it?"

"Well if you wanna see so bad, come down! Sheesh! Now give me the light already!" I said.

"How far of a fall?"

"Nothing you aren't used to (since we climb trees a lot and all)."

THUD!

"Y'ok?" I asked.

"Fine."

"Good. Gimme that light."

I grabbed it from her and helped her up. She dusted herself off while I stepped slowly toward that thing gleaming in the shadow of the tunnel, pit, whatever...

"What is it?" Erica whisperes.

"Shh... I'm lookin'."

I shined the light on it slowly.

"JACK!!!" I yelled. "GET DOWN HERE!!!" I knew he couldn't hear me, but I kept yellin' anyways.

"What?" Erica asks again. Then she sees it. "Dude..."

"JACK!!!" we bellow together. We do this for like five minutes until we finally hear them coming.

"What?!" we hear Elizabeth yell to us.

"What is it?" Jack says, jumping down into the hole behind us. Then he sees it. His eyes light up.

Rum. Lovely Rum.

- 20 minutes later -

"This world is the best in the whole widerum!" Jack said, guzzling more as we jumped all around the bonfire like those Australians with those big 'dorgie de dorgie' sounding tube things (Aborigines, Jess... Oh, thanks, Erica! No prob, Stewy...)...

"I –hic- agree!" I say. Even though Erica and I aren't drinking any real rum since the first few sips made us sick, we've got our rum and we're getting away with the whole drunken swagger. It's not that we won't drink real rum because we're sick... we'll do it to prove we're pirates, but, no... too sickening for now. We're just not used to it, that's all.

"Ye better!" Anamaria said. Erica and I again get pooped out and decide to catch a movie. Yes, catch a movie. Oh, the magic of portable DVD players! We swagger up to our spot just because it's fun to imitate Jack and fell down and Erica pulled the DVD player out of her book bag. I got out PotC, and we decided to compare this to the island scene.

- Erica's PoV -

We sat there laughing and thanking God for waterproof book bags. If not, this DVD player that doubles as a CD player would be dead. And that would be bad. Very bad.

"Too much rum..." we heard Elizabeth laugh as she spun around with Jack.

"Nonsense!" Jack yelled as they plopped into the sand down by the shoreline. "There's no such thing as too much –hic- rum..."

They sat and laughed and talked as Jess and I continued watching the same exact thing unfold in front of us on the portable DVD screen. A shadow came over us, and we looked up to see Anamaria looking over us.

"Hey, sup??" I asked. "Here, sit down and check it out..." Jess and I scooched so Ana could sit between us, and we sat the DVD player on her lap.

"This is amazing," she said.

"What's amazing is how easily we're amused," I said.

Stewy nodded with a big smile.

"Too easily! Just say something dumb that you didn't mean to!"

Anamaria gave her a strange look.

"What do I say?" she asked.

"Something like Jack has bad gas?" I suggested.

"Jack has gas! Ha! Oh geez..." Stewy laughed. Ana and I exchanged looks and smiled at how dumb she was acting (WHAP! The next person to hit me gets it!)

"Dr. Booboo!" I said suddenly. "How's that Stewy?"

"Dr. Booboo is the coolest!" Jessica said. "If you say ouchies, you get laxatives!"

"Yep," I said as Anamaria looked at us like we were crazy. "Owies get you tonsillectomies and oopsies get you liposuction."

"Did this man come with you?" Anamaria asked.

"No," Jessica laughed. "Dr. Booboo's made up!"

"Yeah," I said. "My own creation!"

More weird looks from Anamaria. It got quiet and Stewy started going through her book bag. I looked over at Ana and she was watching Jack and Elizabeth talk. I smiled as I looked from her to Jack.

"You know, Ana," I said. "you and Jack should get together."

Her head shot up from her hand that her face was resting in.

"Hmm? Me and Jack? Ha! No..."

"Well why not?" Stewy asked, taking a drink of 'rum'. "You two are great together!"

Anamaria rolled her eyes and put her face back in her hands and looked at the fire. Well, I saw her eyes look over some, heh heh...

"C'mon!" I said. "I know you like him..."

"No. He's the Captain and above me and he stole my boat."

I looked over at Stewy. Time for teamwork...

"You don't like him a bit?" Jessica asked.

"No."

"Not even a pinch?"

"No."

"Tiny squeak of a pinch?"

"NO..."

"Eensy Weensy Spider bit?"

"NO!!!"

Elizabeth and Jack looked back, but we just smiled and waved. They resumed their talking, and we started on Ana again.

"Okay, okay," I said. "Hypothetically, okay? What if, hypothetically of course, you were in a bar in Tortuga all alone, Jack walks in and sits down, buys you a drink, puts his arm around you (throughout this, Stewy's acting out this whole thing. Ana stared as Jess put her arm around her.), and says..."

"Let's have some fun Tortuga style... "Jess said, mocking Jack. She was smiling, nodding her head, and Ana looked back over at me.

"Well, what would you do?" I asked eagerly.

Without word, Ana got to her feet and walked toward Jack and Elizabeth. We watched her, and when she got to Jack, she slapped him hard across the face to our total surprise, and screamed at the top of her lungs, "Don't you EVER touch me AGAIN!!!"

Jack held his face and he and Elizabeth looked at Ana in total shock as she came back over to us. We gaped at her as she sat back down between us. And she only said one thing to us after that.

"Hypothetically of course."

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Hey! Who grabbed our bus stop breakfast? Stewy? You didn't grab the Poptarts?

Please Review! While we go hungry, here come the bus...