Tessi's P.O.V
I woke up in a very fluffy four-poster, I sighed and grabbed a pillow, hugging it to me, and I ran my hand through my hair and stopped. My hair used to fall just below my shoulders; it's not that short anymore. I pulled my hair in front of my face and saw that it was black again. I sighed and decided to go back asleep, hoping this was just a dream.
I awoke a while later, to sunlight streaming into the room. Misty was up. She always was a morning person. I pushed myself out of bed and put on a dressing robe. Not that I normally did this, but I felt that it was probably better to play along with whatever is going on here. Although I had a few suspicions that…that well we'd traveled either to another time zone, or back in time.
Misty waved to me and I looked at her with a raised eyebrow and said, "All morning people should die, and I don't care if you're my sister or not."
"Obviously you have not had your morning coffee." Misty said, trying to act snooty and posh, like the rest of the rich idiots around her, quite frankly she didn't do too well at it.
"Did they even have coffee back in the sixteen hundreds?" I asked looking out of the window.
"And how do you know we're in the sixteen hundreds?" Misty said quietly, I could hear a small shake in her voice, she was still in denial.
"Look," I said gesturing out the window feeling she needed to get out of denial, as the shops signs were only paintings to show what work went on inside, and there was a harbor full of wooden ships in the distance, oh and the carriage pulling up to our gate helped prove things a bit more. "Does that look like 2005 to you?"
"No not really." She said glumly.
"Me either." Suddenly someone knocked on our door, it was a maid simply nodded at us and set to work on making our beds, and setting up other things. Then a man who kind of looked like our father came in, except he looked about ten years older than our father.
"My dears. I have presents for the both of you."
"Really?" Misty asked, surprised.
"But of course, this is for you Misty," he said handing her a white box with a blue ribbon, "and this is yours Tessa." I smiled and took the box with the pastel green ribbon.
Misty had already opened her box and exclaimed, "Wow, it's so pretty!" And it was, it was floor length, like everything in this time period was, also it was a light blue, fitted in the top, flaring out at the waist, it had three quarter length sleeves, with a white lace sticking out at the cuffs. It also had the lace around the neckline, which was a square neckline and stopped before showing any cleavage. But from what I could see of the fabric, it looked heavy, for what seemed to be a tropical place.
I opened mine, and mine was a soft green, and was also fitted at the top, but with less of a flare at waist, it was pretty much designed to go out a bit, before hanging on it's own, it had an emerald green ribbon for to tie the waist, the top looked like it was layered, because in front of the chest it was pure white, and then there was emerald green ribbon criss-crossing, and connecting the green fabric to each other. It also had a square neck, but dipped lower than Misty's dress. The sleeves were white and had the bishop sleeves, which were also white, and the shoulders were green fabric. It was as if the dress had a long sleeve shirt under it. "Wow, It's absolutely gorgeous."
"Go put them on girls." He ushered, smiling.
We smiled and went behind our separate dressing screens and the maids helped us get into our dresses, but they had to put a corset on us, which made it difficult to breathe. Our "father" left after telling us how beautiful we looked, and allowing the maids to do our hair, they were still working with Misty's when I decided I was bored and wanted to explore. I have an extremely short attention span. So I walked downstairs when I saw someone break a sconce on the wall, and then hide it in the umbrella holder because he heard me coming.
"Tessa!" He said relieved to see me.
He looked a lot like that actor Orlando Bloom that Misty happens to be in love with, and this guy Michael that was graduating with us, who Misty had a huge crush on last year at least, and he was gaga over Elizabeth. "Do I know you?" at the face he gave me, I could guess I was supposed to and I added smiling slightly, "I'm sorry, I'm just really bad with names."
"Will Turner, Tessa, you've only known me since you were eight! And I can't believe you've tried to pull that one on me again." He said laughing, obviously taking my incredible sincerity as a joke.
I still think that it's best to just play along, so I said, "Caught me again. How are you Will?"
"I'm fine. Here to deliver the sword your father ordered for Captain Norrington's Promotion Ceremony today."
I laughed. Finally realizing that we were, some how in the movie Pirates Of The Caribbean, although I didn't know how. Which will be great for my obsessed siblings, "Yes, well I'm sure it's as great as all your swords."
"So how are you planning on," here he leaned toward me and whispered, "ditch the ceremony?"
"I haven't figured that out yet."
"TESSI?"
"In the foyer!" I yell back, before turning back to Will and saying, "With all the soldiers, I was thinking of just walking out."
"How?" Will said curiously, interested.
"Everyone will be paying too much attention to the soldiers, to pay attention to me leaving."
"Ingenious." Will said laughing.
"What's ingenious?" Misty said as she came down the steps.
"Nothing, just Will bragging again, about his fabulous swords." I laugh. And Will doesn't know whether to be insulted by me implying that he brags, or to be proud at the praise.
"Isn't he always." Misty said slightly shyly.
"Not always!" Will says, finally allowing us to rib him.
"Ah, Mr. Turner, good to see you again. I trust my daughters have been keeping you company?"
"Good day, sir. They have, and I have your order." Will said.
Our father took the sword and unsheathed it and said, "Well." He said impressed.
"The blade is folded steel. That's gold filigree laid into the handle. If I may," Will said before balancing the sword on two fingers. "Perfectly balanced. The tang is nearly the full width of the blade."
As Will did his little acrobatic trick I tuned out. This was the boring part of the movie, that of course both Elizabeth AND Misty forced me into seeing. But of course, no matter how out of it I am, I some how always manage to hear Elizabeth receiving praise. "Oh, Elizabeth, you look absolutely stunning."
I look at the top of the stairs where I see Elizabeth's eyes gleam. She's of course figured out we are back in the Pirates of The Caribbean universe, and is obviously going to use her status as Elizabeth to her advantage.
"Will! It's so good to see you. I had a dream about you last night." She said running to him, like the spoiled rich brat that she was, I decided that she would never grow up.
And here I tune out again. Will nudges me to get moving and I see my father and sisters have already reached the door, albeit it was only thirty or so feet away. Will walks with me towards the door and he says, "Remember just leave, and if you can, stop by my shop with Misty when the Ceremony is over."
"Of course." I whisper out of the corner of my mouth.
I hear him murmur to both my back and Elizabeth's as she's stepping into the carriage, "Good day, Elizabeth."
I climb into the carriage and sigh everybody loves a pretty face. Especially Will. As soon as the ceremony started and the soldiers started running around I backed away, and my sister was entranced, I knew she would be. I walk out of the fort and down to the dock, taking off my shoes and letting the sand squish through my toes. I see something going on down by the one boat, the Interceptor, I believe, and I realize, Captain Jack has arrived. I chilled out for about an hour sitting on the dock hidden in the shadows, parallel from the boat. I saw my sister tumble off of the battlement, and although I knew Jack would save her I was scared. She may be a brat, but that doesn't mean I don't love the little brat.
I put my cool exterior back on as Jack got out of the water and handed my sister over to one of the men.
"Ooh, I got her. She's not breathing!" he said, laying her down.
"Move!" Jack said shoving him aside and cutting open Elizabeth's corset. And she was left in a white dress that wasn't even see-through. Fake gasps, the horror. Can't you just hear the sarcasm? Some other stuff went on, with Jack talking about Singapore, and I stepped out.
"You could have just left her in there."
"Oh really."
"Yea, She's more trouble then she's worth."
Jack raised his eyebrow.
"She's highly over rated. And she's high maintenance."
"And who are ye to talk about her?" Jack asked, slightly confused.
"Her older sister. Tessa Swann."
"On your feet!" Mr. Puffy wig whose name I could never remember said, sword pointed to Jack.
"Elizabeth. Are you alright?" Our father asked, and I saw Misty hanging back behind the crowd. I smiled slightly, and turned to hear Lizzy's next words.
"Yes, I'm fine." Then Dad saw the one soldier holding her corset, and pointed to Jack, Dad freaked and said to shoot him. Wow, now I know where Elizabeth gets her stupidity.
I zoned out again, also finding this boring, and I twiddled with my hair that had been left partially down, with curly tendrils and whatever. And I was pondering how the heck Puffy Wig got the name Jack out of just a sparrow, in flight no less. Was I missing something here? I mean, unless in really small print it said JACK then I don't get how you get his first name. But it seemed to be the right one; after all, he corrected Puffy Wig.
I was drawn out of my musing when I felt the cool metal of handcuffs hit my neck and pull me back into the very solid body of the pirate behind me.
"NO DON'T SHOOT!" My father yelled, ah, maybe he does love me afterall.
"I knew you'd warm up to me, Commodore Norrington, my effects, please, and my hat. Commodore! Tessa. It is Tessa isn't it?" He asked me
"Miss Swann to you." I said, taking Elizabeth's lead from the movie, trust me, it made me sick to say something Elizabeth said.
"Miss Swann, if you'd be so kind. Come, come, dear, we don't have all day. Now if you'd be very kind." I almost smiled, there were worse things that I could do than put a hat, a sword, and a belt on this man. "Easy on the goods, luv."
I couldn't quite remember what Elizabeth would have said, although if I were to ask, either she or Misty would be able to tell me. Like I said, obsessed. Anyway, since I had no idea what to say, I just decided to wing it and said, "It wouldn't do to be too gentle either, now would it?" with a wink.
I whispered this so that no one else could hear. His eyes widened and he turned me around saying. "Sticks and stones, love. I saved your sisters life, you saved mine, we're square. Gentlemen, maladies, you will always remember this as the day that you almost caught Captain Jack Sparrow!" he pushed me into the soldiers and my father, who screamed to shoot him as he checked me over to make sure I was alright.
We were practically marched back to the house, except in all the confusion; I managed to slip away again, this time with Misty, and into the blacksmith's shop, which was currently holding the duel. Which, I still found boring.
A/n: So sorry, but I was suffering from writers block. So I will say this now, it's impossibly hard to write the first and second chapters when co-writing. Because you don't always have much to go on, Well ta-ta.
