(A/N – Well, what a co-inky-dink! The day after I post, everything's in reset mode and I'm good to go with all my buds! I even went to Divito with Lindz, Jess, Holly, and Lori Friday, and I spent the night with Holly and Lori. We had fun righting a stupid little thing. Check my Xanga out for that. Link's in the previous chapter at the bottom but didn't show! See below. Got my Beauty and the Beast musical DVD today, also! Good stuff!)

I get to watch Lumiere tonight, Reviewers! YES!

x) Norma Jean the Dancing Machine - Oh, my reliable! lol... Everything's good now, so chill! Haha... More importantly, chill and enjoy the chapter. This is where everything starts to pick up, and I kick myself for not having it start sooner cause I think I've lost some reviewers over that. THE PLOT BEGINS NOW! WOOT! Thanks for the review (and the rum, too, by the way)!

.: I'm sorry, but he's one sexy candelabra :.

CLE – "All Star" by Smash Mouth

Even in this great turn of events, there's a disclaimer…

I own all my buddies and psychedelic friends not related to the PotC scene. I'm talking like a hippie because of these stupid fashion shows in French (that's why I'm working the camera), and I'm helping the 60's gang look funkalicious.

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CHAPTER SEVEN: "Who's Pablo?"

. Jessica's PoV .

Mmm… I love hash browns.

"Jess?" (I later found out this was Erica)

Yummy yum yum hash browns…

"Jessica?" (This one, too)

I love you, my little half-eaten hash brown.

"Stewie!" (But this one was Lindsay)

"Oh! What?" I asked, leaving behind my commercial-like slow-mo chewing moment. I love imitating them things…

"We're here!" Erica said as she turned into the drop-off place in front of the office instead of the cafeteria so's that me and Will and Elizabeth could avoid being seen for now.

"This is hopeless," I murmured. "I'm gonna be mobbed!"

"Why don't you just hide them under a staircase most of the day?" Lindsay suggested.

Hey, I like that!

"Ok!" I said, opening the car door to get out.

"Stewie!"

"Yeah?"

I ducked my head back in the car as Erica said, "Be careful, Stewie. We don't need a disaster. It's gonna be a long day, but just keep the Christmas Dance tonight in mind, ok?"

I smiled and nodded.

"Okay," I said.

Hey, that's right! Christmas dance tonight at the high school! So what if Lindsay and Erica are sneaking me in? How do you think I got to the Halloween Ice Cream Socials and other cool things? Well, Liz and Will came out, and we waved goodbye as Erica and Lindsay drove off.

My stomach could've dropped out.

"I can't do this…" I moaned.

"Oh, but we have faith in you, Mary," Will said, swinging him arm around me. "Maybe all you need is (dare I say it) a bit of sugar."

I smiled and started bouncing.

"Sugar! Yeah Yeah!" I said happily.

. Erica's PoV .

"Hey Lindz?"

"Yeah?"

"You really think Stewie will be able to stay out of trouble today?" I asked. "I mean, she can hardly do it on a normal day… without pirates."

"I dunno," Lindsay said. "You never know… Stewie might surprise you when you least expect it."

"Lindsay," I said sternly with the 'get real' look.

"Oh, fine," she said. "We're doomed."

"Why are we doomed?" Paige asked.

"Because Mary's a dipwadd," Lindsay said, falling back into her seat.

"Well, at least you got out ok," I said. "I almost got tripped up by my parents cause Jace woke up. I got out just before they came out in the living room with him."

"They didn't hear the car?" Lindsay asked.

"Well yeah, but they would've interrogated me like a criminal or something like that had they caught me before I left! My parents are like that, you know."

About ten minutes later we pulled into the student parking lot, and I shut off the car and turned to Lindsay, Paige, and Jack.

"More rules," I said quickly, and Jack and Paige moaned, falling back into their seats. "Oh chill out," I said. "It's not that bad."

"Yes it is…" Paige whined.

"Oh hush up," Lindsay said. "You get to go meet hot guys at the dance tonight, so shut up and listen."

"Fine, sheesh."

"Okay," I said, "do not speak unless spoken to-"

"Do anything we aren't doing-" (Lindsay said this lol)

"Don't punch anybody who annoys you-"

"Or bring out the swords or guns-"

"Jack-"

"That's what we're for-"

"You can talk to people we introduce you to-"

"Don't mention anything to embarrass us-"

"Especially the whole summer thing-"

"Sit as close to us in class as possible, Paige-"

"Jack, you'll be under a staircase hiding-"

"Stay away from the school pizza-"

"Though the soft pretzels are ok-"

"No sliding or jumping off banisters-"

"No daredevil stunts period-"

"And-"

"WAIT!" Jack yelled. "Time-OUT!"

The three of us stared at him.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"We get it," he said. "Let's just… get this over with, savvy?"

"Yeah," Lindsay said. "Oh, and try not to be so show-offy, Jack. You draw enough attention to you the way you're dressed and considering you are the idol of half the school, if anyone asks you to marry, date, or have sex with them anywhere, anytime, you are happily single and no money can buy your love."

Jack lifted his hand to interject his opinion as we got out of the car, but I knew what he would say, so I said, "Rum can't buy your love either!"

"How do you know!" he asked.

"Oh, shut up and come on," I said. "We'll lay low in the library til the bell rings."

"Ap! Nope!" Lindsay said. "Can't without a pass from the librarian."

"You spoil everything," I said with narrow eyes.

"Well!"

So, we walked between these two buses and onto the sidewalk. I took a deep, half-praying that this wasn't happening when the kids getting of the bus behind us started gasping and emitting sounds of excitement.

"Walk faster…" I whispered as we started to go faster towards the door. It felt like I'd never reach those doors, but thank god we did!

Or maybe not…

Almost all eyes were on us when Lindsay and I opened that door. I wanted to disappear, but Lindsay nudged me in the arm, straightened her back, and put on her smile as she walked over to where we stood every morning. I smiled a bit and followed her and Paige with Jack behind me. We finally got to Josh and Chad (two junior friends of mine and Holly's; Josh is a Metallic/ Flogging Molly/ heavy metal kind of guy, and Chad is a quiet guy who plays the saxophone lol), and I almost collapsed.

"Hey, guys," I said tightly. "What's up?"

"Dude, is that who I think it is?" Josh asked, starting to laugh.

"Err… if I told you no, would you believe me?" Lindsay asked (she's better friends with his younger brother Zach who's a freshman like Stewie).

"Probably not," he said. "Who's she?" he asked, looking at Paige. "I don't know you. You new?"

"Yes," she said. "I'm Paige."

"She's my… sister…"

"I thought you only had one sister?"

"Her second sister in a way," Lindsay said, covering for me. "They've been together since… before they could even remember."

"Oh…"

There was a tight circle starting to form around us with louder whispers and more pointing. I really just wanted to disappear. But then, Holly suddenly appeared after squeezing through them all.

"You ok?" I asked.

"Forget that! You brought him!" she said, pointing up at him as she began to bounce in excitement. "Tell me he's hanging with us all day! PLEASE!"

"Ok! Shh!" Lindsay said.

"Ye really know how to draw on a wild mob of… what are they called?"

"Fan girls," Lindsay said quietly.

"Aye, ye know how to draw them on me really fast," Jack commented to Holly.

"Sorry, but you're hot!" she said.

Then she hugged his arm.

"Tell me ye're not related to Mary…"

"Call her Abby, Jack," Lindsay said. "That's her pirate name, though we wish you wouldn't call us by those names when we're here."

"Why? I call you Georgey," Holly said.

"Shut up," I said.

The circle was getting really close now. I was very uncomfortable.

"What's say we go visit my dad's cousin?" I asked, trying to cut a path so the five of us could get through. Once we had, I went around a corner with them.

"Why?" Lindsay asked.

"Well, Mr. Brown'll find it amusing number one, he'll help number two, plus we have him first period for East Cultural Geography! So let's go, huh?"

I grabbed Jack's hand and started tugging him along as Lindsay, Paige, and Holly followed. I just hoped Mr. Brown would help me! He loves me… I know he does! He (Ray's him name) and his brother Ronie who's a pastor far away up in Cranberry near Pittsburgh! Eh heh heh…

We went up the last set of stairs at the end of the hall and went down the first rung hallway (Okay, layout of the school looks like a ladder: two long hallways on either side with three small hallways connecting them. But downstairs, you got the gym, 'Music Hall' with band and chorus, library, yeah…). Then we went up the really long one til we got to room 237, my cousin Ray's classroom.

"Great!" I said. "Locked, dark, and not here!"

"Well, give him a few minutes," Paige said. "Maybe he just hasn't gotten here yet."

"Yeah," Holly said. "I mean, Riedman was late sometimes (he's our English teacher now; remember, this is set for next school year lol)."

"And he still is," Lindsay laughed.

"Well, now what?" Jack asked.

"Hey, looks like Miss Garrett's in her room," Holly said. "Ask her."

"Oh, but she's new," Lindsay said. "It's her first year. She's nice, but-"

"Well, Mr. Zylka (Zil-ka; short i, haha) wasn't gonna be here forever," I said. "Besides, I like her better anyways. Mr. Zylka was a good teacher, but a bit of a bore. He was ready to retire anyways."

"I had Cap-O (Cape-O)," Holly said, "so I wouldn't know."

"Well, come on," Paige said. "Let's see if he's here or not."

"Yeah, he does talk to her sometimes," I admitted. "We can check, I guess."

"You knock," Lindsay said.

"Me?" I asked. "But we're all good friends with her!"

"So? Go!"

"No, Holly can," I said, pushing her forward.

"No! Let Paige do it!"

"I don't even know her!"

"Jack!" the four of us chorused.

"Huh? Me?"

"Yeah! Go!"

"I don't want to go!"

"Go!" we said, starting to push on his back.

He arched it, so it was sort of hard to get him to go anywhere, but we persisted, us being hardheaded and all.

"Jack! Move!" Lindsay whined.

"No!" he said, trying to use the lockers beside him for help.

"Jack!"

"No!"

"Come on!"

"Go!"

"I'm not movin' and I'm about to-!"

"Can I help you?"

We looked around Jack to see that Miss Garrett, the new history teacher this year, was standing in front of Jack with her hands on hips. Okay, here's the description: very dark brown straight medium-length hair, 'bout 5'9", sorta thin, yeah…

"Err… hi," Lindsay said.

"We just wanted to know if you had seen Mr. Brown," I said.

"We're looking for him," Paige said.

"Well, who are these two?" she asked, looking at Paige and Jack, now with amused smiles.

"Um… this is Paige, Erica's step-sister who's visiting just for today," Holly said.

"And this is-"

"Pablo," Lindsay said.

We all threw her a look.

"Pablo?" I mouthed to Paige and Holly who just shrugged their shoulders.

"Who's Pablo?" Holly asked Lindsay.

"Uh, don't mind them," Jack said to her. "Captain Jack Sparrow at your service."

He extended him hand, and Miss Garrett shook it looking flattered and embarrassed. Yeah, she's twenty-four year old single pretty girl. Stupid person.

"Well, pleased to meet you, Mr. Sparrow," she laughed. "I assume you would be Mr. Brown's substitute for the day?"

Our eyes got big really fast and we were sort of silently freaking out while Miss Garrett stood there listening for an answer. The best she could get out of us was a twisted brow from Jack, and she smiled.

"Well, that was really nice of you to show him the way up to the classroom," she said to us, starting to lead him up the hall as we followed quickly on their heels. "I'll have to get a janitor with a master key or one from the office to open this," she said, turning the doorknob.

"Oh, well, h-he-"

"How long have you been teaching, Mr. Sparrow?" Miss Garrett asked him, cutting me off. Jack raised his brow and looked from the four of us to Miss Garrett not knowing what to say.

Lots of stammering, stuttering, and stupid looks…

"Um, that's not important," Jack said, clapping his hands together with a covering-this-whole-thing-up-really-badly smile. "I've got the experience; that's all ye need to know."

"Oh, well, this is my first year teaching," she said. "I'm Miss Isabelle Garrett, Mr. Sparrow. I don't believe I've ever seen you sub here before."

"Err… no. My first time here."

"Well, I'm sure you'll like it here!"

(While all this goes on, we are standing there just watching this go way too far like the stupid people we are. This is NOT good! Jack can't teach! What's the world coming to! Uh… GAH!)

"Sure I will," Jack replied.

"Oh! Well, there's the janitor!" Miss Garrett said. "I'll go get that key."

As soon as she walked away, the four of us grabbed Jack's shirt and pulled him down to us.

"Ow! What?" he asked.

"WHAT!" I whispered angrily. "I'll tell you what!"

"You can't teach!" Lindsay said. "At least not Geography!"

"But-"

"Jack, life is not about girls!" Holly said.

Then it dawned on me.

"Jack Sparrow, if you're doing this just to get next to our history teacher-"

"I'm not," said Jack, cutting Lindsay off. "Ye trust me and I trust ye. Calm down and let me do my thing."

"NO!" I said, outraged. "Don't even!"

"Look, I'm not after anybody, so stop it," he said, sort really serious. "Need I remind ye with the help of my friends?" ha asked, patting his sword and gun holster.

"No, that's good," Lindsay, said. "Just stop before you get in too deep."

"Calm down, Jane. I know what I'm doing, savvy?"

"Somehow I don't think so," Paige said quietly as Miss Garrett came back with the key to Mr. Brown's room.

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Mmm'k… TGIF! April 8th!

Happy 3rd Birthday Jace! (My lil brother) I love you! Crazy and busy week! Everything's been set good, I'm glad to say. The day after I posted everything was back to normal! Weird, eh? And the Beauty and the Beast DVD ROCKS! I love it! Well, cya!

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