Chapter Six

Mr. and Mrs. Peter Turner

This was the longest I had ever been out in all my seventeen years of fainting. Something else had to be wrong. "It has been all night! She should have woken up by now," Peter said pacing (freaking out).

"No. Once she was out for two days!" Taylor said trying to be helpful.

"No she wasn't!" Anna Ruth said.

"HELLO!!! I was trying to help Miss I Hate The World Nothing Goes My Way Kill

Everybody Except For Any Hot Guys!"

"Whatever."

"Problem here! Freaking out situation!" Peter yelled.

Davy Jones came back. "She still out?" he asked. He had a glass of water in his hand.

"Yeah! This I is the longest. And Peter is freaking out!" Taylor said.

"Do you mind?" Jones said gesturing towards the water.

"Go ahead," Peter said.

He threw the water on me and I jumped up. It was freezing! And now I was soaking wet! I looked into Davy Jones eyes. They were a light blue; they were soft and calm. I sat there shivering, looking. He unlocked the door. "You may roam my ship. But do NOT get in the way." He looked at me one more time then left.

I was still looking at the door when everybody suddenly rushed up to me. I want to know why he was being so nice.

"OMG Little L! You had us worried sick!" Taylor yelled. Yes, she called me Little L sometimes. It was stupid, but it would take too long to explain.

"Come on, let's go onto the deck and get some fresh air," Peter said helping me up. I stood up and, man, was I dizzy. I sort of fell halfway then he caught me. "Ok, I take you out there." He started picking me up but I stopped him.

"No, no. I can do it." We walked out onto the deck followed by Anna Ruth and Taylor. They stayed a little behind.

"Awwww…Mr. And Mrs. Peter Turner. They are sooooo cute together!" Taylor said.

"Why am I friends with you?" Anna Ruth asked and went back to the cell. Taylor was still standing there looking at us.

"Did you say Peter Turner?" A man asked walking up to Taylor. He was walking to Taylor but looking at us. Peter was spinning me around.

"Why yes…do you know him?" She asked.

"Yes. I'm his father."