Summary: Modern day Willabeth. Completely AU. Our favorite couple are college students at Cambridge and just going through their years. Follows their relationship and friendships with others all throughout.

Rating: T, most likely. Will vary depending on how my mood is.

Disclaimer: I don't own Will Turner or Elizabeth Swann (or anyone else you recognize.) nor do I own Orlando Bloom... damn it.

Will and Elizabeth, after entering the classroom, headed straight towards the back and silently sat at the black table against the wall. Will had to hide his face as a tall man walked in, limping slightly, and wrote his name rather sloppy on the board.

"Welcome, class!" The man had a thick Scottish accent and piercing crystal blue eyes. "I am your professor, Professor Jones!" His words seemed to end with an 'ah' sound, causing some class to smile in amusement.

Elizabeth glared over at the snickering William Turner and kicked him in his shin, an attempt to shut him up.

"As you might know, this is advanced physics. If you did not sign up for this course, please go ahead and leave."

Will had to resist the urge to go ahead and leave. Sciences were his weakest subject and would much prefer in regular physics, but his girlfriend refused to let him go so easily.

After a few students left, Mr. Jones folded his arms across his chest and nodded to the class of about thirty students. "I'll warn you now, I am a bitch of a teacher in the classroom," there was a few muffled laughter but Jones went on. "I'm only that way if you get on my bad side, which isn't very difficult, but if you are on my good side, everything will be fine. Though, in contrast, I could be rather nice outside."

The young man sitting next to Elizabeth stretched as he listened to the teacher. He knew how to stay on the teacher's good side- just avoid him all together. "I do not like seeing any public display of affection, so keep that away from this classroom."

Elizabeth, who was holding onto Will's hand on the desk, quickly released it and bit her lip, folding her arms across Will's black jacket that rested around her body.

Professor Jones caught the sudden action and had to hide the smirk that threatened to appear. He could already tell that these two would be the ones he'd catch for affection in his classroom. He turned towards his desk and grabbed the student list and cleared his throat. "Time for the boring part: making sure I have all the right students."

Will still held a frown to his face as Professor Jones made it clear he disliked any affection. He let out a disappointed sigh and folded his arms across the desk, dropping his forehead to rest over them. His dark brown hair fell in front of his face as he did so.

His girlfriend leaned over when the teacher had his back turned and brushed the hair out of Will's face. She quickly whispered, "Don't worry, we can get around him," then leaned back into her seat.

She placed one hand on his knee and gave it a gentle squeeze, causing Will to lift an eye brow and smirk. This was one thing that made Will happy he had a rebellious girlfriend at times, going against the teacher.

"Swann?"

Jones voice broke the two from their thoughts and Elizabeth lifted her free hand. "Here." She smiled as the professor nodded then went on with the list.

"Turner?"

Will lifted his hand lazily and called out "Here," but Jones didn't finish up his list of students. He stared down at the paper then casually glanced up at William.

"William Turner, I have a question, sir." Elizabeth quickly removed her hand from Will's knee and placed it against her own thigh as the teacher approached. "Err… yes, sir?"

He glanced over at Elizabeth looking for help but all she did was sent him a shrug, unsure of what's happening.

"By chance, are you named after your father?" Will nodded to the question, blushing slightly as all eyes in the classroom turned to him. "And was your father's nickname Bill? Bootstrap Bill?"

The younger man nodded once more, shifting uncomfortably. "Yes, sir… That was my father's nickname everyone called him…" Professor Jones let out a laugh and placed his hands on his desk. "Just as I thought! I knew your father from when we were little lads ourselves!"

The professor went on laughing, beginning to tell random stories of how he knew Will's father and his childhood. "I met you a few before, Turner. When your mum and father just had you! Little tyke, you were!"

Elizabeth sent her boyfriend a sympathetic look as his face turned bright red, the attempt to hide his face being unsuccessful. She patted his hand slightly and Jones turned back to the front of the classroom.

"Turner, you must tell your dad to come visit! Tell him your physics teacher is the one and only David Jones!"

Will hid his face in his arms as Jones finished checking roll and marked off those students who left. Elizabeth rubbed his thigh with a pout on her lips, hoping it to be some sort of comfort to him.

The moment Jones released the class; Will grabbed his backpack and then Elizabeth's hand. "Let's get the hell out of here before I hear any other childhood story…" He whispered quickly and the couple left.

Will's next class just happened to be the single class that he and Elizabeth did not have together. Elizabeth had some design class, made specifically for those major fashion people and Will had football. Luckily for the two, though, the boys' locker room was not too far from the elective hall so they could both get to their place without being late.

Elizabeth frowned as Will quickly gave her a kiss then jogged off towards the locker room, knowing he needed to meet up with James Norrington and discuss things involving new students.

Elizabeth entered the classroom after releasing a sigh and moved straight towards the already waving Olivia. "Liz! I'm so excited we both signed up for designs and then we have mathematics!" Her best friend was already in her giggly mood, though Elizabeth just listened halfway.

The moment the teacher walked into the classroom, everyone grew silent. The woman was extremely pretty and moved gracefully. "Welcome to Designs Two." Elizabeth and Olivia glanced at each other; the woman had a thick accent.

"I will be your teacher this first semester as Ms. Harris is currently not here. My name is Ms. Dalma," her thick accent made some students have a difficult time understanding yet all made it through.

This class was much smaller than Elizabeth's physics, only consisting of ten students.

Not too far from Designs, Will Turner and James Norrington were standing before the football team as they sat against the locker room wall.

"All right, you lot. For you fresh meat, I'm James Norrington and this is William Turner. The coach is Coach Groves and Will and I are the Captains." James' gray eyes scanned the 15 boys sitting before them, catching eyes with the seven new ones.

Will folded his arms across his chest, leaning against the wall as they waited for Coach Groves to come back. Their coach was not that much older than they were, only three or four years, and he was out searching for the keys to open the locker room.

After ten minutes of discussing with the new boys what was going to happen and what to expect, Coach Groves appeared and quickly unlocked the door and entered to unlock the storage closet.

"New kids, step to the side! We'll have to assign you lockers and find you uniforms." Coach Groves started and let Will and James pass him, getting out the uniforms for the remaining team.

"You'll get two sets of uniforms. One is for practice, which is navy shorts and a gray shirt with a number printed on the back. Then the other set we'll have to custom order. Turner!"

Will turned at his name, lifting an eyebrow in question. "Yeah, Coach?" He held his two pairs of uniforms in hand and was just about to go and lock them up. "Show the new kids what their uniforms are."

The young man did as told and lazily told about the practice uniform then the game uniforms. Once done, he promptly went to his locker and put his clothes in and the coach dismissed them.

Elizabeth and Olivia exited the Designs class with a confused look on both their faces. The moment Will approached them; he stood back a few steps until they noticed him.

That didn't happen.

"Liz…? Liv…?" He questioned as he approached them, going behind them and wrapping one arm around Elizabeth and dropping the other on Olivia's shoulder.

Olivia was the first one to come out of her confused state and shook her head. "Hey, Will." She grinned and patted his head lightly.

"What's up with the spaced out look on both of your faces?"

Elizabeth still had the look of confusion on her face with her lips pouted.

"Oh, new teacher in Designs," Olivia began to speak up as Will dragged them two from the front of the classroom and out of the extra classes wing. "She's… weird. She kept speaking of the sea and only seeing her love every ten years."

Elizabeth shuddered from Will's other side, causing Will to pull her closer to him. "She really creeps me out," his girlfriend whispered while wrapping her arm around Will's waist. "Did you see that smile she had when she said she cheated on her lover and he went insane?"

Olivia nodded and frowned. "It's as if she thinks its fine to be a cheater. I hate cheaters. They're no good and disgusting." She stuck out her tongue, earning a chuckle from William.

"Ahh, too bad you are a in love with a cheater." He retorted and Olivia blushed brightly. "I am not in love with that bird brain! He's worse than a cheater!" Olivia glared to her friend then stomped off, making Will laugh even harder.

Silence fell between the couple so Will stopped and stepped in front of Elizabeth, cupping her cheek in his hand. "Liz, you there?" He waved his other hand in front of her face and she finally came to.

"Oh, Will, sorry…" She mumbled incoherently, eyes darting away and going straight down to the ground.

Will frowned and shook his head. "What's wrong? And don't tell me you suddenly spaced out. You've been weird since you walked out of the class." The two had stopped near the dorms, Will refusing to let Elizabeth go until she explained.

Elizabeth knew that she couldn't lie to Will so she shrugged. "That teacher is really creepy. Liv was right; she did continually repeat that cheating was all right, basically. She confused to us she cheated on the man she loved with others while he's in the navy!" Her body shuddered at the thought of how someone could be so heartless.

Her boyfriend wrapped his arms around her and brought her body close to his. "Elizabeth Swann, you know I'll never cheat on you. You're the only girl for me," it was as if Will could read her thoughts.

A smile finally crossed Elizabeth's lips and she stole a kiss from her boyfriend. "And I will never cheat on you, either, Will. There's no one else I could ever be with."

She let out a giggle as she grasped his hand and dragged him into the dorms. The next two hours they were both free so, just like last year, they would spend the time in one or the others dorm.

Elizabeth flopped down on Will's bed immediately after he opened the door and Jack snuck away just as soon as he heard the voices. Neither cared about the other male's disgusted grunts before he left.

Will sat on the edge of his bed and Elizabeth grabbed his shoulders, dragging him down to lay with her.

"Been a while since we laid together, eh?" The male grinned while wrapping his arms around his girlfriend, pulling her into his side.

Elizabeth nodded and rested her head on his shoulder, all the cares of the first day in college again being wiped away. She shut her eyes in ecstasy and turning her head into the crook of Will's neck, taking in the delightful scent of her boyfriend.

Her thoughts were wondering as they laid in silence and just enjoyed each others company. 'It's too bad William and I didn't meet until we both came to Cambridge. We could be roommates!' Her thought caused her to giggle; making Will open an eye and look down at her.

"What are you giggling about?"

He pulled her closer to him and she took advantage of it. She moved to rest over Will: knees straddling his hips, hands pressed against his chest, and hair falling over her shoulder and dangling above Will's face.

His eyes widened for a moment then a cheeky smirk crossed his lips, placing his arms beside Elizabeth's hips.

"I was giggling because I was thinking," Her words were cut short by a sarcastic Will Turner. "You can think! No way!"

She smacked his chest and kissed his lips lightly. "Oh, shut up." She giggled once more and leaned back onto her legs to lightly rest on his lap. "I was giggling because I thought of how we could be roommates if we met before Cambridge." Her hands found their way under his shirt, making his skin burn at her touch.

Will gave no reply as he knew that his smirk was enough of the answer. The boy had strong will power. He was 21 year old man and was able to resist his girlfriend when she got this way… for the most part.

Elizabeth's hands pulled the shirt further up and she pulled it over his head, revealing his full upper body to her. She dropped a kiss to Will's lips once again before running her hand across his well built upper body.

"I swear, Will, you're too sexy for your own good."

That single comment caused his cheeks to heat up with a blush. Despite the fact his eyes were shut, he knew how Elizabeth's face was. She was probably smirking at how she could make her boyfriend blush so easily and her eyes were probably sparkling with that teasing look she got whenever they were this close.

And that was just how Elizabeth was.

She pulled her legs back to lie against Will, her chin resting on his bare chest, and her hands pressing against his shoulders. "And you're so adorable when you blush," her voice was soft against his ear, causing a chill to run down his spine.

Elizabeth knew his weakness and she was using it.

Her hands moved from their position on his shoulders, down his stomach, to his ribs, then back on up to cup his cheeks. She knew if she were to go any lower, he would push her off immediately.

As if she'd want to move. She was far too comfortable on her boyfriend. After a moment, she lowered her lips to Will's and pressed her tongue into his mouth, him welcoming it gladly.

A knock came to the door of Will's dorm, causing Elizabeth to slide off of him.

"'illiam! 'Lizzie! Yeh two goin' to skip calculus or wot?"

Neither made a response and Jack peaked his head in to see the shirtless Will and Elizabehth cuddling into his side.

"O' course yeh two are cuddlin'. Not surprised at all."

Will lazily grabbed something off of his night stand and hurled it towards Jack, causing the opposite man to squeak and duck behind a desk. "'illiam 'urner! Yer really askin for it!"

Elizabeth giggled from Will's side and rested her head on his shoulder, getting a better view of Jack.

"You know, Jack, if you and Will ever do fight, he'll beat you." A proud grin crossed her face as Will lightly kissed her forehead.

"Yeh need to get out o' those dreams o' years, missy. Tha' 'illiam o' yer's could never bea' me!"

On cue, Will sat up and grabbed the pillow that was behind his head, tossing it as hard as he could at Jack. The other barely escaped the flying object as it hit him on his shoulder, making him growl out.

"Yer really askin' for it, mate." His threat went unheeded and Will pulled back on his shirt then grabbed his girlfriend's hand.

"We'll see you in class, Jack." They still had thirty more minutes until their next class and they decided to grab a quick bite to eat.

"Welcome to Calculus!" A short, stubby teacher walked into the classroom and dropped a suit case onto the desk. "I'm your professor… Professor Gibbs. But, please, just call me Mr. Gibbs or Gibbs. Either or."

Elizabeth, Olivia, William, and Jack all sent each other silly grins then turned back to the front of the classroom. As usual, the four of them all sat in the back of the classroom. The desks were paired in two, similar to that of physics, and were lined up in rows and columns of three.

The classroom was barely halfway full and despite the fact there were a few empty tables, most people sat in couples.

Will had his arm wrapped around Elizabeth despite the professor being in the room and Olivia and Jack sat at the table before them, both with annoyed features on their face.

"I'm probably one of the easiest teachers any of you will have. PDA, be my guest," his look went straight to the already comfortable Will and Elizabeth. "Be a few minutes late, no big deal. Miss a few things of homework, just make them up."

Gibbs went on a few more minutes describing his teaching habits, earning happy smiles from the class. "And, as I'm sure you know, time for roll check or whatever."

Elizabeth rested her cheek against Will's shoulder as the teacher went through the list and only halfway listened. Most of the students in her class she met her first year in college.

"Sparrow?"
"'ello."

"Swann?"
"Here, sir." Mr. Gibbs looked up at Elizabeth and grinned.

"Turner?"
"Here."

"All right. So I know who will be the two major affectionate people of this class are!" Gibbs grinned at the couple and Will's cheeks warmed, eyes diverting away from the stares and laughter. Elizabeth lifted her head from Will's chest and shrugged.

"Can't keep my hands off of him, sir!" She giggled at her own words and Will's cheeks turned even redder. Just the way to start his year in calculus.

"Walker."
"Here."

Gibbs warily eyed Jack and Olivia before turning his attention back to the full class, going on describing what to be suspecting this first semester and through the whole year together.

The rest of the day went by rather slow. Their English professor, Beckett, found a way to annoy both Will and Elizabeth as Jack constantly caught the bad side of the man. Not to mention he kept glaring at Will like he did something wrong.

Elizabeth and Will's French teacher was a rather disgusting figure and grossed Elizabeth out, causing her to clench Will's hand tight in her own. The man, Monsieur Barbossa, barely spoke any French and kept staring at each girl in the classroom. Whenever Will noticed this, he wrapped his arm tighter around Elizabeth and dragged her closer to him.

Whenever the couple left their last class of the day, Will dragged her towards the dorms to go relax in a dorm room once again. Once in Elizabeth's room, she kept muttering about how disgusting that man was and shivering involuntarily even in the comforts of her boyfriend's arms.

author note: I have to say, I don't like this chapter that much... especially the last few paragraphs. I didn't want to make this chapter longer than it already is so it's slightly rushed. (not to mention it's two at night.) I know that Elizabeth was a bit frisky in this chapter... but I couldn't resist it! I'm trying my best to keep all characters in, well, character.

I'm accepting any suggestions or requests you have. I can't create ideas all on my own, y'know. So, read and review... request... etc.