Chapter 2
The beach had this small bay that Will and I had found as children, when life was easier and we could go and play together every afternoon. In those days Will and I frolicked in the sea all day I had piggy-backs and he would tickle me, until my eyes watered. We joked and laughed we danced and we cried together on that beach.
"It's simply dreadful how you let a younger girl like me order you around!" Of course I was only teasing but Will knew that also. I said parading around the beach putting on my posh voice, the sort that the rich girls us all the time! "Really is that what you think you naughty little girl, I'll show you how you should respect your elders and superiors like me also this will prove that I am able to easily overpower you." Almost as though someone had started a gun for a sprinting race, Will tore down the beach at full speed after me; I turned on heel –well barefoot and ran in the opposite direction. He didn't give up though still as fast as he could Will chased after me; I shrieked at the top of my lungs, anyone would be able to hear that! We ran along the shore line the waves crashing onto my legs through the skirt of my dress. I didn't care. Will had caught up with me by now and was just behind, within a few inches, arms outstretched Will was still running at me like a crazy person. His fingers caught the back of my dress from behind and latched on he gave one great tug and I went flying backwards into his arms.
Will threw me onto the sand laughing hysterically; both of us were even though I was screaming between breaths of laughter. He then flopped down on top of me straddling my waist with his legs; he had grown so much, over taken me by a mile with meat a meek five foot three. My heart by this time had turned to mush and all I could think of was how nice it was when the sun shone off of Will's mahogany coloured hair. I was quickly brought crashing back down from heaven as I thought that my lungs were about to explode-or implode for that matter. As Will had launched into tickling me mercilessly, I screamed and kicked and tried to shove him off, but he was too heavy for me. Between raspy breaths and the giggles I shrieked from delight. "Will…Get off…Me!"
"Do I win then? Admit this: I Lydia am easily over powered by the masterful and amazing wonderment that is William Turner."There was a short pause, then not wanting to be defeated "Never!" I shrieked and tried to wiggle out of his grasp but he won and once again persisted to tickle me. I couldn't stand it any longer lying of course I shouted. "Will get off the governors just come on the beach. "Will gave me this look a pulled a face then declared "You're lying" I was in shock no one had ever not believed me before. That meant that the only person I couldn't lie to was Will. Oh great. What if I need to lie to him? I couldn't stand it any longer this was really embarrassing "ok…Will you win… ok you easily over powered me …OFF!" Will just smiled a rolled off of me. I was left laid in the sand breathing deeply, trying to regain my breath and sanity whilst Will was laid just to me laughing manically. "Come on let's go find somewhere to sit" Will said grinning. I just rolled my eyes and followed.
We were finally were exhausted after an afternoon of happiness Will and I sat on a large rock and we discussed everything that was happening to the both of us at that minute. That was one of the worst moments of my life as it was the moment that Will told me exactly how the rest of my life would be, ruining my true moment of happiness. He told me that he was in love Elizabeth Swann, the Governor's daughter even though she didn't love him back. She was a year younger than Will and was very slim and beautiful and never even considered Will as a suitor for her as he wasn't wealthy enough, he told me how badly this upset him. I may have only been fourteen and Will was eighteen but it still broke my heart and brought my world crashing down. Elizabeth was one of those girls you hate just because of their beauty alone, she had perfect ivory skin and gold as honey hair, there was nothing about her that didn't scream perfection. All of the village boys- and some men wanted to be her suitor.
Trying to think of an excuse to leave, it suddenly hit me that it was now a quarter past five the bread was meant to have been taken out at three, I was in so much trouble. I got up, pulled on my shoes and I ran I gave Will no explanation; he just was stood their calling after me shrinking into the distance.
I slammed the door of the bakery and found my father sat behind the counter looking at me furiously as though I had just thieved from Elizabeth herself. He shouted about my leaving, the mess I had left the kitchen in and that I had burnt the bread to cinders. Not to mention that the mice had destroyed the cake display in the shop window. I was up to my head in trouble and disappoint in myself for being so naive. He demanded that I told him where I was and I lied and told him I spent the afternoon on the beach alone, sunbathing. This is apparently not good for my skin my naturally olive skin as it becomes more tanned instead of pale like a ladies. Even though most of the ladies aren't naturally pale they use powder.
Well, my lie was partly truthful, I didn't want to get Will or as my father saw, William Turner the blacksmith's apprentice in trouble, as Mr. Brown would sooner or later gain knowledge that whilst he was probably passed out, Will had spent the afternoon with me. Word travels quickly in Port Royal, and one way or another Will's master would not find out by my doing.
I went straight up to my room, still heartbroken from Will's confession earlier. I missed dinner that evening and breakfast the next morning I locked myself away in my room and wouldn't come out unless, I had to empty my chamber pot. Then I swiftly went back into my room and locked the door. Father tried numerous ways to coax me out. He tried to be nice: saying that he had made a nice breakfast. He shouted and said that he had an idiot instead of a daughter; he tried to make me feel guilty that I was leaving him to bake, run the shop alone and watch for mice. But I would not emerge from my room I couldn't face the world, after I realised there is no point trying. Will doesn't normally tell me anything emotional unless he is sure that he feels that way so his mind must be set on Elizabeth and so it is finally confirmed that he really likes, maybe he even loves her.
