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Here's the next chapter...I'm posting Six tomorrow..

Hazel

Chapter Five- We could be friends

The next morning I was woken up ridiculously early, too early for my taste. I opened my eyes slowly, squinting at the hazy figure standing over me. I groaned and turned away pulling the covers over my head while mumbling curses at the idiot who woke me up. I closed my eyes and snuggled deep into the covers trying to get comfortable again when a finger began poking my shoulder. I screamed with my mouth closed and sat up facing...Will Turner.

" What time is it?" I snapped trying my hardest not to strangle the poor man.

" Daybreak."

" You mean the butt crack o' dawn? Oh, Hell no. I am not capable of waking up for another three hours or so." I said slamming back down into my pillow pulling the covers up around me. I heard Will chuckle and pull the covers down. I shivered from the sudden loss of warmth and sat up again.

" You're the cook remember?" I stared at him blankly with my mouth dropped open. A classic Napoleon Dynamite face if I ever saw one.

" Since when did you start to talk so much?" I asked irritably. If you haven't noticed, I'm not a morning person.

" Just get up and let's go!" He said sternly with a glare on his face. I smiled innocently and jumped out of bed, my bare feet hitting cold wood and I shivered. He threw my white jacket at me and I caught it just barely.

He pushed past me and walked out the door. I rolled my eyes and hurriedly shoved on my jacket then ran out the door after him, taking a quick glance back at Ashley who was still sound asleep in her cot. I glared at her sternly and stuck out my tongue, childish I know but it made me feel better. It took me a moment to catch up to Will, who ever knew there were so many corridors in this ship? Someone could get lost and die in here and no one would know.

I followed close behind Will, closely observing all of my surroundings so that I might be able to find my way without help tomorrow. The only problem is that all of the walls look exactly the same. I tried to find some sort of difference as we walked along but sighed when I found none. I decided to switch to a different topic of thought, like what I will make for breakfast for instance.

I have no clue whatsoever about what I can make. I saw the supply closet last night and from what I noticed there is not a wide variety of options. I groaned silently, why did this have to be so hard? I mean I love cooking but why do I have to choose what to make? I know, I'll get Ashley to decide the night before, yes that's what I'll do.

That does not solve my breakfast problem! I thought frustrated. What sounds good today? I asked myself placing a finger on my chin. Stuffed French toast...My mouth watered at the mere thought of it. Hopefully they have the ingrediants needed...

" Hey, Will. I can call you Will right?" He looked over his shoulder and nodded. So we are back to silence again hmm? I rubbed my temple and cleared my blurred vision by blinking a few times.

" Why do you decide to stop talking now?" I muttered bitterly.

" I don't know. Why don't you decide to stop talking now." He spat harshly. Hurt filled me and I just held my head up high and ignored him. I really wanted to call him a name but refrained. It wouldn't solve anything, only make him think of me as more of a child.

It was silent for the rest of the journey to the galley. I brushed past Turner and strolled through the door, him not far behind me. I was sorely disappointed that he turned out ot be such a grump, he's not at all as I thought he would be. I thought he would be kind, courteous, and fun, but instead I get evil Turner. Boring, rude, and evil.

I was thoroughly surprised when he took a seat on a stool next to the counter. I didn't make eye contact as we both stood awkwardly. Silence was unbearably annoying and I felt like taking a pistol to my head and pull the trigger. I yawned and placed a hand over my mouth leaning back against the stove.

When I had finished I began to pull out every pot and pan I could find. I really want to make French toast, which means I am going to have to go searching for the ingredients. If only I had help it would be nice. I thought to myself thinking of a certain someone sitting behind me. I certainly hope that this is not going to be what it's like the whole time we're here on the Pearl.

I glanced up at Will, who was just sitting there silently staring intently down at his hands that were clasped together resting in front of him. 'Just ask him for help! What harm'll it cause?' A voice sounded in my mind. I shrugged.

'I don't know. It could be dangerous, he seems grumpy.' I retorted.

' You're grumpy! It's not like you've been all sugar and spice today!' The voice lectured, a motherly tone to it.

' But I'm me, it's different.' I thought to myself stubbornly.

' Just ask 'im dangit!' The voice pushed angrily.

' What if I don't wanna?' I know I sound like a baby, but he started it!

' Big baby.' The voice scolded. I shook my head and closed my eyes, bowing my head in exasperation.

' Alright! No need for name calling!'

"Turner?" My voice was strained and quiet. His gaze snapped up and caught mine. His face was blank, his eyes tired and drooping. Ha! He's not the only one!

" What?" He asked rubbing his eyes with a yawn. I rubbed my hands together and looked around the room uncomfortably.

" Does this ship by any chance have- bread, eggs, milk, ground cinnamon, sugar and maybe...syrup?" I asked quietly folding my arms over my abdomen. He stayed silent for a moment looking off distantly, like he was thinking.

" We restocked the ship a few days ago so we should." That made me happy and I smiled like an idiot. He looked at me like I was insane.

" Are you alright?" He asked looking behind him to see if there was anything there. I nodded.

" Of course I'm alright! I get to make French Toast! Heehee!" I said opening all of the cabinets and looking through all of the cabinets. Everything was different from what it's like back home. It's all in jars and whatnot, making it hard to decipher what is what. I stood back for a moment with a hand ot my chin and my hip cocked to the side.

" Hmm-"

" I'm sorry." I heard Will pipe up from behind me. I turned on my heel and looked at him skeptically.

" What?" I asked just to hear him say it again.

" I'm sorry for what I said earlier. You did nothing to deserve it, forgive me?" He asked catching my gaze and holding it for a brief moment. I smirked and walked over to the counter on the side opposite of Will. I rested my hands on the counter and stared him down.

" On two conditions." I said playfully. He raised a questioning eyebrow. I laughed.

" I didn't know guys could do that!" I admitted with a laugh. " Anyhoo...I will forgive you on two conditions." he nodded.

" What are the two conditions?" He asked curiously. I pretended to get a faraway look in my eye by squinting and then scrunched my face together.

" Number one, you have to at least try to be my friend." He nodded.

" I can do that." He said sitting up straighter. I rolled my eyes, men...

" Number two, you have to help me find all of those ingredients I told you about." I said turning back to the cabinets I opened.

" Sounds easy enough." I jumped, he was standing right next to me. When did that happen? I placed a hand over my heart and took a deep breath. He laughed and leaned back against the counter.

" What were the ingredients you needed?" He added after yawning. I pointed sternly at him with a glare on my face.

" Ha! Your not the only one who could use more-" yawn. "Sleep!" I said poking his shoulder. He cuddled his shoulder and laughed. I laughed with him when my eye suddenly spotted a bottle with white crystals that looked like sugar. I made an evil triumphant laugh and lunged up onto the counter and grabbed the bottle of what I hoped was sugar. I found a label and it read, 'sugar'. I smirked at Will.

" Maybe I won't need your help after all!" I said proudly sticking my chin up in the air. He shrugged.

" That's fine with me, more sleeping time." He said with a grin. My proud smile faded and I placed my hands on my hips and shook my head vigorously.

" Heck no! If I have to go down, you're going down with me!" I suddenly got a weird thought. One moment ago we were fighting, and now we were acting like old friends. I like it though, him talking to me. It is a lot more fun when it doesn't feel like your talking to a wall. The thing that makes me happiest though, is that he is talking to me on his own free will. Heehee, maybe I'm a good example to him, the sexy beast...

AFTERNOON-

I have been slaving away in this kitchen for the past four hours! I'm sweaty, I'm tired and I just want to crawl off into a comfortable bed and die for a few days. I yawned and slumped over onto the counter resting my head in my arms. This morning I had a lot of fun talking to Will. He was still a little bit distant and quiet some times, but for the most part we had a lot of fun. The only depressing thing about it is that I couldn't find syrup, so I had to improvise and we ate them with some sort of concoction I came up with at the last minute. It wasn't too bad. It's a good thing I took TLC in school. That and I actually like to cook and come up with new things.

" Hey, love." My head shot up and I smiled over at Jack who was in the doorway. He laughed and sauntered in, like usual, and took a seat next to me. I looked over at him, my eyes barely open.

" Hey, Jack." I yawned putting my head back in my arms.

" I ha'e some ques'ions fer ya." I nodded and then turned my head to look up at him.

" What kind of questions, Captain?" Jack shrugged and waved his hands about.

" I jus' wanted t' get t' know ya, luv." I nodded dubiously. He chuckled and looked about.

"Ask away."

" Wher' ya really fr'm?" My eyes widened and I looked away trying to avoid his gaze.

" Concord." New Hampshire. Jack's lips formed an 'o' and he nodded.

" Ar' ye and yer loyal, and ho'est." How was I supposed to answer for all of my friends. I tilted my head from side to side and then nodded firmly.

" Yes, definitely." Jack narrowed his eyes at me and looked over my facial expressions.

" Ye don' w'rk fer the British Navy?" I laughed out loud.

" Do we sound British?" He raised an eyebrow.

" I though' ye said ye wer' from Concord?" My eyes widened involuntarily.

" Wha' I meant to say, is do we look like the kind of people to do that?" I caught myself just in time and smiled sweetly at him. Who in their right mind would believe we are from the future? Definitely not me, I'm still having trouble not thinking I'm dreaming.

" No, ye don't." I sighed quietly in relief. Jack just sat there staring at me closely, trying to decide whether or not to believe me. Or that's what I think he was doing.

" How are my friends doing?" I said trying to change the topic of conversation. Jack smiled and nodded.

" It's nice to have the extra hel'. Although I don' suspec' tha' yer frien' Dana is enjoyin' it much." I snickered.

" Of course she doesn't. Dana's not the type to like that kind of thing." Jack laughed and then nodded.

" Maybe I can send 'er down 'ere wit' ye, luv?" I nodded excitedly. Human companionship! Yes, now I won't have to talk to myself!

" That would be wonderful."

" Alrigh' then, luv. Better ge' back to me duties. I'll sen' Dana down 'ere." Jack left, his girl like sway of the hips making me laugh. Ah, Jack. You're cool. With a loud sigh I stood up from the stool, grabbed my apron and walked back to where I was boiling some potatoes. Back to work…

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