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Claimer: I own Ronie, Ronie's mom,Val, Val's mom,Brandon, and lots more to come.

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Chapter Two

. Ronie's PoV (still) .

The bus stopped and Val jumped up pulling Jack along.

"Val..."

"Ya?"

"Can this wait?"

"No..."

We ran onto Brandon's porch, and Val knocked on the door.

"Brandon! BRANDON!"

"Val, people are sleeping!" I said.

The door opened to reveal Brandon shaking his head and hold a carton of ice cream.

"What the heck, Val..."

"Look who we found!"

"That's a cool costume. Is that you in there, Ronie?"

"No, I'm right here."

"What the hell?"

"This is Jack Sparrow!" Val said.

"Seriously?!"

"Yep!"

"Brandon, she's mental! Don't listen to her!" I said, tugging on his arm.

"But this guy is awesome!"

"Oh no... you're both getting sucked in!"

"Hey BJ, you gonna let us in?" Val asked.

"Yeah, come on in. Mom and Dad just left."

We walked into the huge living room, anf Brandon flopped into the big white recliner.

"How did he get here?" he asked.

"I don't know! He was stalking Ronie!"

"i was not! i just wanted rum..."

"Who cares how he got here, let's just take him back!" I said.

"Ye really don't like me, eh?"

"I like you, but not you you..."

"ye confuse me, luv."

"Oh, GRR!! you cna't be here! It's not logical!"

"Since when did logic apply to our lives?" Val asked.

"Good question," Brandon said.

"Oh my life..."

"Oh, give it a rest," Val said. "Got anymore ice cream, BJ?"

"In the freezer..."

Val ran off to the kitchen.

"You're in the best of moods for having this guy show up," brandon said.

"Not now, Brandon... there's too much going on..."

"Well, you can tell me." He got off the recliner and sat by me on the couch. "That's what I'm here for."

"Is she your bonny lass, mate?"

"Geez! Why do you care?!" I yelled. "What is it with you?!"

He stared at me.

"Ye're a fighter, luv. I just hope ye don't bite, although I doubt it."

"Okay! That's it!"

I went to pounce on him, but Brandon pulled me back.

"Brandon! Let go!"

"Ronie! Just chill and tell me what's going on..."

I sighed and sat down, running my finger through my hair.

"I don't know how to say it..."

"Then I will!" Val yelld from the kitchen. "Ronie's moving!"

"You're WHAT?!"

"Brandon-"

"Why?!"

"Brandon, if I have to, I'll move in with Val."

"When? Where?" he asked, ignoring me.

"Three days until Michigan."

"What's Michigan?" Jack asked.

"It's what's gonna ruin my life," i replied.

"And our friendship," Val said sadly, coming in with another carton of ice cream.

"No it won't,"I said. "You're mad."

"Nope! Daft..." She squished between Brandon and Jack on the couch. "Daft like Jack! Want som ice cream?"

"No..."

"Not you! Jack!"

Brandon got up and sat in the recliner again.

"I can't believe this."

. Val's PoV .

"Believe it, BJ," I said. "But we're gonna stop her from leaving."

"Luv?"

"Ya beanie?"

"Got anymore of this ice cream?"

I grabbed the carton from Jack and looked inside.

"You at it all?! Pig..."

I shoved it into him. Jack reached for Brandon's ice cream on the coffe table, but I got to it first.

"Forget it, pal."

"Ye're gettin' to be as bad as she is!"

Ronie stood up with her skateboard ready to swing at Jack's head. I jumped up.

"What are you dong?!"

"Satisfying my appetite for destruction!" she said.

"Ronie! he's stuck here, so deal with it!" Brandon said.

"My butt he is!" she said.

Ronie turned around angrily, and her stakeboard collided with my head.

. Ronie's PoV .

"What did ye do to her?!" Jack yelled.

"I dunno. Maybe I killed her."

"Ye're violent."

"thanks."

Brandon and i put Val on the couch, and she woke up.

"You all right, Val?" I asked.

"Yo ho! Yo ho! A pirate's life for me!" she sang.

"I love this song!" Jack said. "Really bad eggs!"

"Yo ho!"

"Is Val ok?" Brandon asked.

"I don't know... Val?"

"We burn up the city, we're really a fright!"

"Drink up me hearties, yo ho!"

"Jack! Give it a rest!" I said.

"But I-"

"I know you love this song! Just shut up!"

"Ronie, you're coming down on the guy hard..."

"Brandon, just-"

"We're devils, we're black sheep, REALLY BAD EGGS!!!"

"Val! Shut up!"

"Drink me hearties, yo-"

SLAM

"Jack!"

He had my skateboard in his hands and had hit Val who was on th couch knocked out again. Brandon as laughing.

"Yo ho..." Val muttered.

Suddenly, Jack picked up Val and ran up the stairs.

"Hey! Where's he going?" Brandon asked.

We ran up the stairs after them. Jack was taking a woozy Val into Brandon's parent's room. He ran in and locked it before we got ther. I banged on the door.

"Open up!"

"No!" Jack said. "this lassie is coming with me! the crew will love her!"

"What?" asked Brandon.

"I dunno... Jack! Give Val back!"

. Val's PoV .

Jack threw me on th bed, and the room spun like crazy...

"Weeeeeee..."

"Ye all right, darling?"

"Weeeeeee..."

"No, sing yo ho!"

"Weeeeeee..."

"Oh no... I broke ye..."

"Jack! Open this door!"

"No way, lass..."

"Come on out, Jack," BJ said. "Let Val go..."

"Err... one minute!"

Jack sat me up, and I smiled.

"Hi hi!"

"Lass, wait, over here... how many fingers ye see?"

"Ermm... yo ho?"

"Okay, we're getting somewhere! Where's the rum?"

"I dunno... I think Ronie drank it all!"

"Ye're the one who looks drink, not her."

"Weeeeeee..."

"Maybe I hit ye too hard..."

"Weeeeeee... eskimos..."

"Jack! Let her out!"

"Uh..."

"Hi hi handsome!"

"Lass, sing yo ho if ye're ok!"

"Who?"

"What? Luv, ye make no sense!"

"You don't like me," i sobbed. "You skateboard whaking loser, you!"

"A what?"

"You heard me!" And don't touch me! Ronie!!!"

"What?!"

"Jack's beating on me!"

"Jack Sparrow-"

"CAPTAIN!!! It's CAPTAIN!!!"

"Jack Sparrow, if you even try to rape my friend, you'll be the next person I murder with my skateboard!"

"i'm not! I just want her to work for me!"

"Val! Jump out the window!"

"Why?"

"Because he's crazy!"

"Oh, ok..."

I walked over o the window. Jack held me back.

"Ah no... if ye jump, ye'd die which means no more yo ho."

"So? Ronie told me to do it..."

"Don't jump lass."

I turned and saw that Jack had his pistol pointed at me. I screamed like a nutter.

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