Chapter Eleven

Friday

"Anna Ruth! Are you coming or not?" Taylor yelled through the door. Anna Ruth had locked herself in there all day.

"I already told you five times…NO!"

"Anna Ruth! Are you coming or not?" Taylor repeted.

"NO!!!"

"Fine! Skip dinner! See if I care if you die!" there was a pause. "Anna Ruth! Are you coming or not?"

"NO!!!!!"

The swung open. "Hi Anna Ruth!" Taylor said with Anna Ruth lock picker in her hand. "Are you coming or not?"

"Get out of here!!!" She screamed and took back the picker. She shut the door on Taylor. She asked her a few more times then left.

"Finally." Anna Ruth muttered.

Then She heard someone unlocking the door again. Davy Jones walked in. "What's that?" he said pointing.

"That is called a finger. You can use it to---"

"Not that! That!" he said pointing to the laptop this time.

"The world. You can have the whole world with the click of a button." She said making the Internet sound like magic. "But…you wouldn't want it."

"Name your price."

She knew he would do this. "Freedom. Freedom for Taylor, Peter, and Me. Let us go tomorrow."

"Done." He said trying to take the computer.

"No. You can wait until tomorrow."

They didn't sleep very well knowing they would get off this gross ship tomorrow.
They heard a loud knock on the door. "Get up! NOW! You leaving!" They shot up and got dressed and ran outside.

They got confused. "Where is the Black Pearl?" Anna Ruth asked.

"Well…you said freedom. You never said how," Jones said pushing them up towards the rail. "Laptop please."

Anna Ruth handed over. "You can start swimming now…" he said.

They jumped. "Nice goin' Anna Ruth!" Taylor yelled. They swam for a long time them got tired and hung on to some driftwood.

"Lana! No!" Jack yelled. "I am not going to turn MY ship around!"

I made the puppy dog pout.

"FINE!!!"

"YAY!!!"

So we turned around and met up with them half way.

"That took you long enough!" Taylor said as we pulled them up.

I ignored her. Peter was last up. He didn't even get a blanket from Will. He just ran straight up to me and picked me up and twirled me around. "Let's get married tomorrow," He said.

"Uhmmm…we can't."

"Tomorrow is…Monday…I wanted to get married on a Friday."

"Ok…we will on Friday."

"Ok."