(A/N – Ok, Topsail was ok if you overlook that it was colder here than here and it rained 5 out of 7 days. Psh… Anyhoo, great to be back home and writing for you all! I missed you and almost went crazy sharing a room with my sisters and my two little cousins bombarding into the room and the three of them ganging up on me…)

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.: Oh, and guess what? Wednesday before I left, I stole Lumiere's choir robe sticker in which he wrote his name on it. Hehe :.

CLE – "Feliz Navidad (Live)" by Jose Feliciano

Oh my disclaimer whoa gets bigger…

I own all my ppl not with PotC and any other movies/ TV shows/ books/ ect.

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CHAPTER ELEVEN: "Scumbag!"

. Erica's PoV .

After a nice twenty-minute zone-out, my friends had brought me back to my sense. Except now, I was a nervous wreck because he was here… probably talking about me right – now.

Oh my God!

"Erica!"

"What?" I asked, now a nervous wreck.

"Come on! Something's going on up by the DJ!"

Suddenly, Lindsay pulled me out of my chair and was again dragging me with Holly and Stewie in the rear. Oh no… this seems familiar…

"I'm not dancing with him again!" I screamed.

"What?" Jessica laughed. "No!"

"Then what's with the déjà vu!" I asked.

We pushed through everyone and found ourselves next to Paige and Robbie. Robbie had his arm around her, I noticed, so I threw him a look. He just gave me that what-I'm-being-good-so-back-off look. But then I looked up.

Big mistake.

I wanted to freak! Jack was dancing with our history teacher as if he had been dancing professionally his whole life! I couldn't believe it! Well, I guess that's what Barry Manilo can do to some people when they dance to his jazzy version of 'Home For The Holidays…'

Damn you, Barry Manilo.

As the song ended, he tossed her in the air, caught her, and dipped her low with his oh-too-famous seductive smile inches from her face. And she smiled back! This sent my thoughts spiraling with too many questions I did/ did not want to know the answer of.

Everyone started cheering which sent me back into the thick of things. I went to storm over to Jack so I could break every bone in his body for lying to us about liking Miss Garrett (which is too obvious now!), wooing her, ect. But I was cut off as everyone starting filling the space around them so that they could get next to the makeshift stage for this special dude coming tonight.

"Jack, you moron! You're dead!" I screamed.

"Dude, chill," Lindsay laughed from beside me. "Besides, dance'll be over after this guy sings his song, we can grab a bite, go home, and sleep over at my grandma's house!"

"Your grandma's gone again?" Stewie asked. "I thought she had the rest of the week off?"

"Yeah, but she went to Ohio for a few days," she replied. "Lucky us, huh?"

"Or, we can grab Jack round the throat and die getting home since there's already half a foot of snow on the roads!" I said, now on my tiptoes looking for Jack and Miss Garrett. But I didn't see them. Crap.

"You worry too much," Holly said. "Please just calm down and try to relax."

"But I can't see them!"

"Oh-"

Suddenly, all this music started as we looked up at the stage. Then, these pyros went of and confetti started falling from out of nowhere as this old guy got onstage with his guitar, wished us all a Merry Christmas, and started singing Feliz Navidad.

"Come on, Grace!" Paige said. "Dance!"

"Fine, just for a minute," I said, giving in.

I couldn't enjoy myself. This wasn't working. I just gave an exasperated sigh and started looking around through all the smoke, lights, confetti, and just all out confusion. But then I was being pushed into this conga line.

"Lindsay! Let go!" I demanded.

"Come on! We're leaving in the conga line!" she said.

"Let me guess, the Spanish Club sponsored the Christmas Dance?" I asked.

"Obviously!" Stewie said.

"The Spanish Club got the Feliz Navidad guy to come and sing!" Holly asked in amazement. "That's so cool! Why can't the Stereo Club get Linkin Park or Metallica or someone like that to come to a dance?"

Well, I still looked for them as I was led out of the cafeteria, into the lobby, and outside on the patio. I ripped myself away, and Lindz, Stewie, and Holly came over to stand with me.

"I'm gonna kill him," I muttered over and over. 'I am."

"Erica, they'll be out with everyone else," Holly said.

"For Jack's sake, they better be," I said.

Paige and Robbie then found us, and Robbie asked about going out to eat. Will and Elizabeth came over just as we had made plans to go to Valley Dairy. Though, I wasn't going without Jack.

30 min later -

Jack hadn't come out yet and we even went back in to look around. But everyone was gone. So, everyone else threatened my life because Valley Dairy was due to close in an hour and if they didn't get their food, they would become rabid and feast upon my flesh with no mercy (or so Stewie said).

So now I'm sitting at Valley Dairy toying with my straw in my milkshake because I'm a nervous wreck. I was in a booth with Holly, and Will and Elizabeth were sitting across from us.

"Don't worry about Jack," Elizabeth said. "He will find his way back to us."

"And when he does, I'm gonna beat his face in," I muttered.

"Why?" Holly asked.

I sighed.

"Don't you get it? Number one, Jack broke a rule we laid down, number two, he lied about breaking the rule and liking Miss Garrett, and number three is everything else I can't say because I'm to angry and upset to say it!" I said.

"You watch, Grace," Will said. "He'll be on the doorstep tomorrow."

"I want him there tonight."

Once dinner was done and it was around 11:30, we gathered up the group and said goodnight to Robbie and that we'd see him Monday in school. He drove off towards his house, and the seven of us squished into my little red Sunfire and went home. Well, we dropped Holly off at her house again, then the rest of us went back to Lindsay's grandma's house.

Again, we fixed up the living room for the six of us. We had all changed out of our dresses and Lindsay popped in the third Harry Potter movie to relax us all (mainly me), and it was sort of working. I left the front door unlocked for when Jack came home (if he did) so I could be ready to blast him. I was one of the first people to fall asleep however; only Lizzie beat me to it.

8:30 am -

I was up with Stewie and Paige shooting around the kitchen making waffles with strawberries and whipped cream for breakfast, but I was even more of a wreck since Jack still wasn't home. I almost called the cops when I found out he wasn't back, but Stewie hid the phone from me.

"Morning," Lizzie said, coming into the kitchen. "Did Jack come back last night?"

"No," Paige said. "And I'm beginning to feel a bit worried like Grace now."

"Ah, don't let her throw you," Lindsay called from within the next room. "She's a worry wart!"

"I am not!" I argued. "I have my reasons! Jack gone for hours with our history teacher… car wreck? Arrested? Dead? What do you know? Nothing! So I have plenty of reason to worry, thank-"

SLAM!

I looked up at Stewie, Paige, and Lizzie curious to know who had just walked through the door. And guess who just waltzes into the kitchen like it's such a wonderful day in the neighborhood? Not Mr. Rogers, I can tell you that.

Jack, the bum.

"Good mornin', lassies!" Jack said, rubbing his hands together after giving us a big smile. "Ah, what a night…" He slumped into a chair and put his boots up of the table. "So, what's for breakfast?"

We all glared at him angrily.

"What?" he asked. "Is this about me leavin' ye-"

I took the bowl of waffle batter I had and in all my anger, I walked over to him and emptied it on his head. Then Lizzie grabbed the strawberries and piled them on, storming out of the room, and Paige smashed the Cool Whip container onto his head hard before she and I left the kitchen together. We entered the living room where Will and Lindsay were sitting on the couch together watching television.

"Who was that?" Lindsay asked.

"Jack!" I yelled.

"See, no reason to worry, he's-"

"Making advances on Miss Garrett!" Paige said.

"What?" Will laughed.

Then Jack came into the doorway of the living room dripping with batter and strawberries. He looked at us and asked incredulously, "What did ye do that for!"

Then Paige, Liz, Stewie and I surrounded him.

"Creep!"

"Leech!"

"Scumbag!"

"Pig!"

"Whoa, what happened?" Will asked, getting to his feet now with Lindsay.

"I dunno what's got them actin' like there's a drunk in their pants!" Jack said. "They just attacked me when I walked inside!"

"Oh, you ought to know what's got us acting that way Jack Sparrow, considering you are one!" I shouted.

"A what?"

"A drunk in someone else's pants!" Paige said, staring at him. "So, how much did you give her to drink before you hiked up her skirts like you do in Tortuga?"

"Huh?"

"Oh, come on, Jack," Elizabeth said. "You've had these girls worried sick because you were gone all night and they didn't know what to think, where you were-"

"Oh, but I have a hunch…" I said deeply.

"Me, too," Stewie said.

Paige stood next to Stewie now folding her arms with the same glare we were giving him. He looked at us and then at Lizzie who was giving him the same look. Then he looked to Will and Lindsay for help, but it seemed as if they were beginning to doubt him as well.

"I swear I did nothing of the sort!" Jack said.

"Oh really? Just like you swore you'd stay away from Miss Garret?" Stewie asked him.

"I did!"

"Psh…"

"Well, can't the accused get a hearing before ye sentence me?" Jack asked. "Believe it or not, I do have a story that could use telling!"

We considered it, and we finally nodded.

"Fine, Jack," I said. "Sit. You have five minutes to save your butt."

"Thank ye," he said, sitting in the easy chair. "Now, no interruptions til I finish, savvy?"

"Fine. Go ahead," Paige said. "But we can ask questions such as where the hell did you disappear to last night?"

"I left with Isabelle and we went to this Green Lake place for a walk around to talk and unwind…"
"Green Lake?" Lindsay asked. "That's a half hour drive!"

"Hey, no interuptin'," Jack said. "That was the deal."

"Okay, so how long were you at Green Lake?" Lizzie asked.

"We were there til about midnight. I showed her how us salors use the stars and she showed me this astrogy thing with signs…"

"Astrology," I said. "You're a Gemini. Just like my mom…"

"Huh?"

"Well, when's your birthday?" I asked.

"That's private information," Jack said.

"Just give me the month and day," I demended, getting short-tempered.

"September 2nd," he replied.

"See, a- wait. September? That would make you a Virgo!" I said, confused somewhat.

"Yeah, Gracey," Lindsay said. "He isn't Johnny, remember?"

"Oh, yeah…"

"Can I finish?" Jack asked.

"Please do," Paige said.

"Well, 'round midnight we were both feeling out of it and she took me back to her place so I could use a phone to contact my college buddy's daughter and her friends," he said, giving me a glare.

"Well, what did you want me to say?" I asked.

"Anyways, I didn't know anything about a phone number, so she suggested just having me stay the night and taking me home in the morning. I could easily point out Grace's house, but since no one was home, I remembered this one."

"No one was at my house?" I asked. "Oh yeah… Mom's got the dentist appointment for Amber and Jace today… And I've gotta go to work today! Ah! Hurry up, Jack!"

"Clam down, luv, I am!" he said. "Well, for your information, all that was exchanged between us was a glass of wine, some more talk which she did most of that since I'm terrible at it, and 'goodnights.' Satisfied?"

Then a smile crept onto Lindsay's face.

"Struck out, huh?" she asked.

Jack glared at her.

"Ha! I knew it!" she laughed. "Jack tried to make points with her and struck out more than three times I'd wager!"

"Hold your tongue, Jane," Jack warned. "It's getting' ye into many a-fixes."

"Oh, and you're in one big one now!" I said. "You said you'd leave Miss Garrett alone! You promised!"

"I can't help meself!" he said. "One little hint that tells me she's playin' along and I go off! Even without the alcohol!"

"Jack, what you do is not considered love, and you aren't gonna be 'loving' anyone so long as you are here," I said. "Love means finding one person to be with the rest of your life that you can stand to be with forever, marry them, settle down, have kids, and be happy and content! Somehow, I doubt that applies to you in any way, shape, or form."

"Well, that's her definition anyways," Lindsay, said to Jack.

"Oh come on, Lindz. You know it's true," I said. "Jack, just please stop hitting on her. You're hiding, not partying. Besides, no girl wants what every other girl has had."

"Sheeze, Erica, chill out," Stewie said. "You're going a bit hard on the guy."

I sighed, realing that she was right. A heavy tension hung in the air, and I looked at Jack.

"Sorry," I said quietly. "It just worries me. I don't want anything to happen. Christmas is almost here, and-"

"Oh please shut up and go to work!" Lindsay laughed.

"Wait, nothing else happened?" I asked Jack. "Are you sure? No kissing?"

"Well, I know it's no formal invitation on her behalf, but she's invited me to dinner at her place tonight, wherever that's be."

"She what?" I asked, frozen.

"Oh cool! Go Jack!" Stewie said.

I glared at her.

"Well, it is," she said quietly.

"Jack, why didn't you say no?" Paige asked.

"Well, now that's just rude," he said. "She was eager to see me again, and I wasn't gonna complain about that."

"And hitting on her isn't!" I yelled. "Oh great…"

"Ok, leave everthing to us," Lindsay said. "Paige, Stewie, you and I can get Jack ready for his date tonight in no time. We'll work on the manners, get a nice change of clothes…"

"Err, I can't help, sorry," Paige said.

"Why not?" I asked.

"Um… well, your friend Robbie wanted to hang out with me today and-"

"You're his girlfriend now?" I asked in disbelief.

She nodded.

"He's ok, and I can handle him. He'll have me back here by five since he's gotta go to this Mt. Pleasant for an away soccer game."

My head was spinning painfully.

"Leave it to us," Lindsay said. "Just go to work and bring home some strawberry pie."

"Yeah, I'd like a strawberry pie without all the anxiety," I muttered. "Well, I'll see you all soon, I guess."

I gathered up my things and left to go up home so I could go to work. I have such a bad feeling about this…

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Sorry for such a long wait everyone!

Jack and I have been busy out our ears! No time to tell you all about it now, but I hope you enjoyed the chapter since I rushed it a bit. It's been almost a full month since my last update! Gah! I'll have the next sooner, I promise! Thanks! Cya!

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