A/N: Alright, I know it's been awhile since we've updated, but after Christmas our teachers flooded us with assignments and projects. This chapter was written by Lecia and is from Evelyn's point of view.Review please!

When I awoke, I found Andrea sitting in bed with the lamp on and reading a book that had been sitting on the chest of drawers. "Couldn't sleep?" I asked sounding less tired than I was. It was still dark outside, but there were lampposts, and the stars were shining beside the moon. She didn't answer me. "Andrea?"

"Yes?" She replied in an annoyed tone, that I wasn't expecting.

"Are you all right?"

"Of course, I'm just fine. What shall we do?" She was trying to sound happy, but I could hear the fakeness in the voice that I knew so well. I went along with it, to try not to annoy her. I had no Idea what I'd done to upset her, but I didn't want to make it worse. I hopped out of bed, and stretched. "Would you like to take a stroll along the beach wit me, my dear?" My voice lowered in a haughty tone that was really quite ridiculous. She laughed a bit, and she smiled a small smile. "I would love to darling" She replied in a similar, but higher pitched voice. I held out my arm as if we were a couple and we strode out the door. I turned and made sure I locked it properly.

We were quiet walking down the stairs seeing as how it was the middle of the night, but once we were outside, we talked much too loud, and laughed more than we had in a very long time. We got to the beach and were skipping along merrily when I spotted someone up ahead. It sounded like two men talking. I could see one of them sitting and the other one standing and leaning against a lamppost.

"Do you see them?" Andrea asked.

"Yeah, do you want to keep walking?" She had stopped, and was just staring at them. I couldn't figure out why.

"Yes, come on." She grabbed my hand and led me in there direction. As we got closer they saw us. And one of them waved, and smiled and I saw a gold tooth. Bloody hell! Why was she doing this?

"Well it's very nice to see you two young ladies again. And what may I ask are you doing wandering around at night? Nowhere is safe for pretty young girls like yourselves at night." Captain Jack said, still smiling.

"And why, if I may ask, is it any less dangerous for you?"

"Well don't you know that pirates happen to be out late at night? And pirates are not the most forgiving or kindest people." He said glancing at Andrea. "Isn't that right, Anna?" She looked confused for a moment then she remembered she had told him her name was Anna.

"I thought your name was Andrea? That's what you told me, earlier, when you came to buy swords." I looked over at the other man, he was younger than Jack, and I guessed him to be Will Turner. This could be bad…

Andrea glanced at me, and then looked back at Will. "My name is Andrea. I lied to him. His is a pirate after all." Jack chuckled a little bit and looked at me.

"So… aren't you going to tell us your name, love?"

"You know my name." I remembered Andrea had called me by my name right in front of him. He was stupid not to catch that in the first place.

"Katherine is obviously not your name."

"Obviously, but as I said earlier I don't thinks it's wise t tell you my name."

"So your name really is Andrea?" Will asked her, staring straight at her. I half expected her to flinch or look away or something, but she didn't. "Yes it is. How long 'til you said the swords will be done?"

"Four days, but my orders are starting to back up; it might take a little while longer. I hope you don't mind." This somewhat irritated me.

"How long is a little while longer?" I asked impatiently.

"I'm not sure maybe two or three days." There was an uncomfortable silence, which Jack broke shortly.

"So, which Inn are you staying at?" I paused unsure I wanted him to know where we were staying, but why not?

"That fancy white one on the corner. I forgot the name. Andrea, do you…."

"The Ocean View" She answered interrupting me.

"Yes that, one."

"I didn't give you enough money for that Inn. How many people did you manage to pick-pocket in one evening?" Jack said looking slightly amused, and slight uneasy.

"One, actually, and it was more like flat out stealing, than pick-pocketing. And it was all your fault."

"It was my entire fault that you, my dear young lady, robbed someone? I beg to see how this connects to me."

"If you had given us a little more money, we wouldn't have had to go to that disgusting thing pirates call an Inn, and the bloody old, hideously ugly man, wouldn't have tried to rape Andrea, and I wouldn't have had to hit him over the head with a bottle to knock him out, and take his money, to go to another, more suitable Inn. So you see this it is your fault."

"You knocked Robert out? You bloody little wench, I've never heard of him get'n robbed and beat before. Aye, he must have been drunk, that explains it." Jack asked half laughing, and I couldn't figure out why. "I can't believe you robbed Robert, that old man is has been known to be a bloody rough son of a…"

"Anyway, how long are you two going to be staying here in Port Royale?" Asked Mr. Turner, changing the subject. Jack was looking at him horrible disappointed.

"Only until you finish the swords, I answered abruptly.

"What do you plan on doing with these sword, young William here, is making for you?"

"You are a pirate aren't you? What do you think we are going to do with swords? What does everyone else do with swords?" What a stupid question for Jack to ask.

"Well, what I meant was, do you either one of you even know how to use a sword?" He asked smartly. We were silent. We didn't, I had played around with Thomas every now and then, having him teach me small things, but other than that, no. Jack burst with laughter, but Will looked rather concerned.

"I don't know that I want to make you those swords." He said, with that same concern in his voice.

"I could teach you if you'd like." Jack interjected. "Since you seem like a rather stubborn pair of girls, and you did already pay."

It was my turn to laugh. But Andrea seemed to think it was a good idea. "I think that is a…"

"Horrible idea." I said cutting her off. Jack's face turned from decently happy, to rather insulted.

"Why is such a horrible idea?" He asked. Will beat me to the chase.

"I think it would be good for you to know how to use a sword if I'm going to be making them for you."

"Then you can teach us. Thank you and goodnight. We shall see you tomorrow, I'm sure." I said as I turned in the sand, linking arms with Andrea, and walking back to the Inn.

"I think it is time for us to turn in, gentlemen. Goodnight, again." I added.

"Where did that come from?" Jack yelled, once we were a distance away.

"A lifetime, at a Catholic Orphanage." I wanted to add something mean to the end, but was too tired, and too far away to yell, properly.

A/N:I know much didn't happen, but give us a break--we've got a lot to do! Next chapter, I'll be writing and I'll try to make it longer, I promise!