(A/N – Bwahaha! The musical is over now (tear…sniff…)! It was soooo fun! And great! Considering we almost blew up the stage manager and Lumiere during the fourth show with an explosive fire work and caught costumes, wigs, and curtains on fire, it was great! On to the next! I'm also rewriting the first story, Buried Treasure, for fun. But the original is the original… no other way to have it!)

Who loves Lumiere, Reviewers?

x) pirate tomboy - Thanks! I love the mall period, and now, you get to read one more pointless chapter. Story plot picks up in ch. 6/7... but anyhoo, enjoy! Thanks for the review!

x) Kitty and Kenny - Thank you! My bday was alright, considering school was cancelled and I had 8 hours of musical practice... I'd rather have practice than school anyways! Wouldn't you? lol... Thanks a bunch and I hope you like this chapter!

.: I know I do… lol… Thank goodness he's ok:.

CLE – "American Idiot" by Greenday

Oh, I hate disclaimers WITH A PASSION! Okay, resume your normal reading.

I claim everyone that's not with/related to/ or from PotC! MINE! lol…

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CHAPTER FIVE: "Are we there yet?"

"We'll just eat there," I said for the millionth time as we drove by McDonald's in a hurry.

"Grace!" Paige moaned from between Jack and Stewie in the back seat. "That's the fourth place you've passed! I'm starving! We established this back at the mall!"

"Don't worry," Will said from next to Stewie. "We will or I'll help you hurt her (Yeah… Lindsay's in the passenger seat, Liz is between us, and Jack, Paige, Jess and Will are crammed in the back seat lol)."

I looked back at him, but Liz just shook her head.

"He's grumpy when he's hungry," she said, looking back at him with a glare. "Ignore him."

"But Paige has a point!" he argued.

"Rest it, mate," Jack said. "If there's no rum, there's nothin' good…"

"Well, it's not my fault it's state law that fast food restaurants can't serve alcohol… that's the state store's business," I said.

"So let's go to one of 'em!"

"We can't! We'll miss meeting up with Holly!"

"That name's familiar…"

"For the hundredth time," Lindsay said, "She's the one with the blonde hair from the summer before last. Only now her hair's shorter, and she had a tiny nose stud."

"Yep," I confirmed. "She cut it sort to dye it black, but she dyed it blonde again… we missed it…"

"Aye! That crazy lass!" Jack asked. "She's a character…"

"And my best friend!" I said.

"Are we there yet? I'm hungry…"

"Paige, shut up! You're making me hungry!" Lindsay said.

"I'm sorry!"

"Don't be sorry, just be quiet!"

STOMACH GROWL

"I told you to be quiet!" Lindsay shrieked.

"I'm sorry! I'M HUN-GRY!"

At Divito -

"Okay, don't go crazy or scare anybody or start a fight," I said after we paid and got in. "Rules are strict here."

"Nice place ye got here," Jack said. "Lots of… color and… music."

"Yeah… der…" Jess said.

"All right, the ice rink is to the left, roller rink to the right. Which do you guys wanna try first?" I asked.

"I wanna watch," Lindsay said as we walked back to our favorite table.

"Me too," Stewie said, sitting down.

"Aww, but I want you to help me teach them to skate!" I said.

"If you teach them, you'll be teaching us too cuz we suck at it!" Lindsay laughed.

"But you aren't that bad…"

"Yeah, we are…" Jess said.

"Well at least come in and watch," I pleaded.

"Watch what?"

I turned around, and there was Holly. I hugged her since I haven't seen her in forever, and she just stared at Jack, Will, Liz, and Paige.

"Erica! You brought Johnny Depp back!" she squealed excitedly as she jumped up and down.

"Shh shh shhh…" I said as eyes drew towards us.

"Holly, shut up unless you want another repeat of the Racers," I whispered.

"Oh… yeah…" she laughed quietly. She walked up and just looked at them happily.

"Did you shrink?" Will asked.

"No!" Holly said, offended.

"Oh… okay…"

Holly sneered at him and then looked at Paige.

"I don't know you," Holly said. "What's your name?"

"I'm Paige," she replied.

"Oh! You're Barbossa's daughter from the summer thing in the Caribbean! I so wanted to be there! It sounded cool…"

At that point, Jack, Will, and Liz threw us sharp glares, and we bit our lips. Hey, I couldn't keep that a secret! I'm sorry! I tell her everything!

"Eh heh… cool isn't the word I would use," Paige laughed nervously.

"Holly! Big – mouth." Jessica said.

"Um, err… sorry. I'm Holly," she said, shaking her hand.

"Yes, Paige is just like us," I said. "She knows about everything we talk about, ect, ect…"

"Sweet," Holly said.

"I got her that book-"

"Oh, I know all that," Holly said with a laugh.

"Aye, but me wonders how ye know and why…" Jack said glaring over at me again. Can we stop with the how stink-eye thing? I'm getting a bit scared…

"So, did you wanna help me teach these losers how to ice skate? You taught me, and I'll help," I said.

"What about Stewie and Lindz?" she asked.

"We'll come watch from the bleachers," Lindsay said.

Once we got settled with five pairs of rental ice skates (Holly has her own pair), the eight of us went into the ice rink. Lindsay and Jessica climbed up the bleachers at the top and brought a deck of cards to pass the time. Holly assisted Will and Elizabeth with the putting on of their skates while I got landed with Paige and Jack.

"These are the most – uncomfortable – things – I've – ever – ehh… worn," Jack said after tugging on his skates with great difficulty. Paige and I laughed as she finished lacing hers up.

"I'm going to fall, aren't I?" she said with a smile.

"'Fraid so," I laughed. "But it won't take you long to catch on. You catch on pretty well for having our book memorized and played out this well."

"I can't stand up in these!" Jack shouted. He stood and flailed his arms to keep his balance, but he just fell to the bench again hard and loud. Paige however, had made it to the standing position and was taking a few steps.

"Aw, it doesn't seem that – whoa – hard…" she said. But a few more steps proved bad seeing as she tripped over someone's foot and fell flat on her face.

"You ok?" Elizabeth asked, bending over to help her up. She had tripped over Will's foot, and by the looks of things, Lizzie was pretty good at balancing these skates. Will stood up, too; his balancing not that bad, but man did Jack need some work…

Well, then there's the escapade of taking them out on the ice to actually have a whack at it…

"AHHHH!"

THUD!

"Ow…"

Jack had slammed into the glass passed me and Paige who stood shivering in the back of the rink (T'was our hangout spot that night).

"You ok, Jack?" I yelled.

"Aye…" he moaned.

Paige laughed with me as Elizabeth skated in a circle around us and her blue scarf flew around with her.

"This is fun," she said with a satisfied tone. "I'm not half bad, you think?"

"You're doing great," Paige said. Her khaki pants I had lent her had wet spots on them from a few falls, and she had on my old pink sweater that was hidden under a light brown corduroy coat that was also wet. Liz did a few more circles around us and skated off.

"You just bring your legs around, dig this toe into the ice, and spin around into your stop," I heard Holly say. I looked over to my right and saw Holly and Will along the side of the hockey pit thingy. Will tried to spin into a stop as I had learned a few years before, and he was sort of successful.

Paige and I skated over to them and sat in the hockey pit dugout thing to watch. I didn't see or hear them, but Lindsay and Stewie had run around the rink, and they had just popped up beside us scaring me half to death.

"It's not so hard," Will said, seeing himself do it for the first time. "Though I think Elizabeth's got a natural knack for it."

"Roller skating's easier," I said.

"That's because you're good at it," Lindsay said, making a snowball from the ice shavings in the booth.

"Well, you do learn basics for ice skating there," Holly said. "Like motions and everything to skate leisurely."

"So let's hit it!" I said.

THUD!

"Ow…"

Jack's face slid down the glass next to us until he hit the ice.

"Come on, Jack! We're doing something else!" Jessica said as Holly and Will helped him up.

"Must we?" he moaned.

"Yes…"

"But I don't want to…"

"Come on, I'll help you this time," I said.

Through the lobby… changed our skates, into the roller rink, yada yada…

"How can ye stake backwards when I can't even go forwards!" Jack yelled as I guided him around the rink. I had his hands and pulled him slowly, but he still stumbled like a fool.

"Aw, c'mon, Jack!" I said, letting go off his hands. "This is nothing!"

"For you!" he said.

Well, Liz wasn't too hot on roller skates as she was ice; Will was even worse, and Holly, Jolly (Jess), Lolly (Lindsay), and Polly (Paige) were sitting on one of the big carpeted boxes at the front off the rink off the skating floor. I helped Jack skate off the floor to the box where everyone else was recuperating, and we collapsed on the floor after a fast skate.

"Wanna put our shoes on now?" Holly asked. "We can play cards or something."

"Good idea…" I panted.

We went out into the lobby and got our stuff out of the lockers. Lindsay, Holly, Will, and I went through the line for the snack bar to get some nachos & cheese and some drinks while Stewie got Jack, Lizzie, and Paige ready to play cards. We returned to the table (Lindsay, Holly, and Stewie crammed in one side of the booth, me, Paige, and Liz in the other, and Jack and Will had to stand on their knees at the end of it) with all of the stuff, and then we decided on Truth or Dare – Smoke or Fire.

"Easy enough to play," Lindsay explained (LE GRR!). "Black cards are smoke, reds are fire. If you get smoke, it's truth, if fire, it's a dare." Everyone looked a bit apprehensive to play now… especially with the five of us teenage girls glaring around the table at everyone.

"But, I'm going to ask you if you want Smoke or Fire. Then I'll lay the card down. If it's what you called out, you're skipped and spared…" Lindsay said evilly.

"And if you guess wrong you just get to do whatever the card is," I said.

"Can't we just play Rummy?" Jack asked.

"No. And being the first to speak, you've volunteered to go first," Lindsay said. "Smoke or Fire?"

"Huh?"

"What's it gonna be? Will it be a black or a red card I flip?"

"How should I know?"

"Guess!"

"Guess?"

"Yes!"

"What color the card will be?"

"Yes!"

"The one on top?"
"YES ALREADY!" Lindsay yelled.

"Okay! Calm down, lass…"

He stared at the cards in Lindsay's hand.

"Come on, Jack!" Jessica said.

"Alright! Red! I pick red!"

"Fire then?"

"What?"

Lindsay glared at him dangerously.

"Oh, aye… whatever… fire… red…"

Lindsay flipped the card over and slammed it down on the table loudly. It was fire; he was spared!

"I say he should still do it!" Lindsay said.

"No, he guessed right, he's safe," Elizabeth, said.

"For now," Lindsay growled, sneering at Jack. She turned towards Jessica, took a deep breath, and said, "Smoke or Fire, Stewie?"

"Smoke!" she chirped (WHAP! "I'm not a bird!" Okay! I'm sorry, Jess!) piped happily (Better? "Yes. Thank you.").

Lindsay smacked the card down; it was fire. Stewie stamped her foot down ("Ow! That was my foot!" "Sorry, Elizabeth…"), and we laughed at her sealed doom.

"Ooo… dare…" Lindsay said.

"Do your worst!" Jessica said.

"Okay! Anyone got a suggestion?" Lindsay asked, looking around at all of us.

"Make 'er walk the plank!" Jack yelled.

"Eat 30 mustard packets!" I said.

"Lick the table!" Holly said.

"No," Lindsay said. "Impossible, gross, and lame," she said pointing to each of us who had issued suggestions for a dare.

"Well, what do you suggest?" Will said. "You said this place closes at ten; you've got fifteen minutes."

"Ooo… dilemma, dilemma, dilemma…" I said. "Well I see nothing out here of interest. Wanna see if we can find something for her to do in the roller rink?"

"Make it the ice rink and we have a deal!" Paige said.

"Fine, ice rink," I said.

We got up and abandoned our table of nachos & cheese to start on the trek to the ice rink. We opened the doors and got blasted with cold (no surprise there). No one was in there except two people taking off their skates and Doug, the owner, was driving the zamboni (the giant ice rink cleaner-thingy-mabobber).

"Whoa… what is that?" Elizabeth asked as we went up to sit on the bleachers.

"Zamboni," Holly said. "I want one of those!"

"Me too," I laughed. "Wouldn't that be fun?"

"It's big," Jack said. "And loud."

"What's the difference between you and it?" Paige asked.

"Hardee har har, lassie…"

"Hey! I have your dare, Stewart!" Lindsay said.

"What is it?"

"You have to drive it."

"Drive what?"

"The zamboni!"

"What?" Will asked.

"Yeah… as soon as Doug leaves."

"Lindsay, you're gonna get us kicked out! She can't do that!" I said. "You're nuts!"

"And for a perfectly good reason, I assure you," Lindsay replied. "And besides, it was a dare. She has to do it."

"You get too many people in trouble with this game, Jane," Jack said.

"Can I take a chicken?" Jessica asked.

"No. No chickens."

"But I don't wanna get kicked out!"

"You won't!" Lindsay said. "Now go! Nobody's here now."

We all looked up, and the zamboni was indeed off and Doug was gone.

"I don't wanna…"

"Come on, Jess! How many more chances are you gonna get to drive a zamboni?" Lindsay asked. "You know you want to…"

"Mmm… ok!"

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Oh wow… What will become of us?

Well, you'll find out in the next chapter (as if that weren't obvious)! It's now Sunday and I'm sorry it's taking forever to update but there's this little huge problem called my graduation project… yeah, even Jack's going crazy! Well, cya!

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