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Chapter Sixteen

. Ronie's PoV .

Clay, Will, and I poked our heads around the corner as Val left the church. I rolled my eyes and looked up at Clay and Will who started congratulating each other.

"That is your master plan?" I asked.

"No, that was geius!" Clay said. "It'll fix everything!"

"Fix!" I asked. "You put our lives in Val's hands and everything's fixed!"

"Chill," will said. "There is a plan B."

"Will, I don't think that you understand what you've done!" I screamed. "Val doesn't know what the hell she's doing either! How did I get landed with you retards!"

"Ronie, we just carry on with plan B if it not fixed by noon tomorrow," Clay said. "Or... today. However you look at it."

"Just because you flicker some lights does not mean you're God!" I yelled. "I'm gonna go tell her."

I started up the aisle.

"I thought you wanted BJ back?" Clay asked loudly.

I stopped.

"What's plan B?" I asked quietly.

"I'll tell ya on the way home," Clay said, walking up to me. "The three of us are up front. Come on."

I still stood there as they went to go,

Go back five years? Restart? Never remembering all of this?

Then I laughed.

It's so nice to get a second chance.

. Val's PoV .

I ran into the camper and over to Jack's bunk. I shook him a few thousand times til I hit him with a pillow.

"Ergh... what?" he moaned.

"Shh... Jack, I know how to fix everything!" I said. "But... it comes with a terrible cost."

I sat on the bed.

"What?" he asked,

"I..."

I didn't know how to say it. I sighed.

"I can never see you again," I said heavily.

At his confused look, I tolod him about what happened.

"If it's what needs down, ye have no choicem" Jack said when I had finished. "I'll help ye if ye need it with yer... thing."

I smiled sadly. Then I noticed we were moving again.

"Sure," I said. "Let's enjoy the time we have left together."

"Aye," he said quietly.

Then I fell back into his arms until we got home.

. Brandon's PoV .

. 30 minutes later .

"Up, up! We're home, BJ!"

I felt Will smack my face lightly as I squinted. Clay was rousing everyone, and I stumbled out of the camper. I looked at our beach house; the door was just how Ronie had left it.

I smiled, then frowned.

Brandon, you idiot.

"Come on, man!" Clay said. "Got a wedding to get ready for!"

"But it's two in the-"

"Less talkie, more walkie..." he said, puching me to the house.

"What about-"

"Julie? Going back to her place so she can get ready. Ronie, Val, and Jack, come on in! We'll find you something to wear."

Once I was inside, I sighed, still exhausted.

"Uh, BJ? Where's your basement?" Val asked suddenly.

"Over there. Wh-?"

SLAM

She and Jack were gone.

"Where're they going?" I asked.

"Probably to make out," Ronie said, heading up the stairs angrily.

I frowned and went to follow, but wIll and Clay pushed me into the bathroom so I could shower.

. 5 AM .

After I had on my shoes, pants, and white shirt, I decided to go make peace with Ronie.

I walked up the stairs and stopped at the closed door of Will's room.

She is never gonna listen to me...

I knocked softly on the door.

"Ronie?"

No answer. Figures.

"Ronie, I've come to make peace!" I said. "White flag! Come on!"

Then the door opened and she stared at me with that look... I don't think it needs describing; you understand.

My eyes went wide since I hadn't really expected her to open the door.

"Uh, Ronie? I-"

SLAM

"Ow! hey! I didn't even say anything yet!"

She opened it again.

And gave me that look.

"What?" she asked impatiently.

"I've come to call a truce," I said.

She got angry and went to slam the door on me again, but I put my arm out to stop it.

"No way," I laughed. "I wanna talk to-"

She threw a glass of water all over me, and then she slammed the door on my face again.

"Ow."

I stood there dripping wet a few seconds clutching my nose. Will and Clay came upstairs.

"What happened?" Clay asked.

"Ow... Ronie-"

"Don't say another word," Clay said. "Where is she?"

"Will's room," I moaned.

"What!" Will shouted. "My room?"

He ran into the bedroom, then we heard a series of really loud screams and noises.

"Aie!"

When it was silent, Clay and I peered inside cautiously with wide eyes. Then we ran inside when we saw him.

"Will! What the hell happened!" Clay yelled.

His mouth was tiedd and he had grape jelly, potato chips, and this nasty cologne all over him. I coughed and untied his mouth.

"Eww!" Clay said, choking on the cologne. "God, Will! I don't have any nose hairs left! Uck!"

"Where is she?" I asked, my eyes watering from the putred stench.

"In the cough closet," Will finally got out.

"I'll go," Clay said, getting up eagerly.

Heopened the closet door, and in a split second, Ronie gave a shriek and raised one of Will's water skis over her head as Clay fell to his knees cowering.

"Wait!" he bellowed.

Ronie stopped mid-air.

"Five seconds," she said.

"I'm sorry, please don't hit me, I wanna live to see tomorrow, and... and-"

"Five!"

"No! Stop!"

WHAP

Clay fell unconscious to the bed, and I jumped up fighting Ronie for the water ski.

"You're messing with fire," she said dangerously.

"Used to it," I replied, keeping my strength.

Then she dumped an old can of pop on my head. I got angry and pushed her into the wall with the water ski.

"What the hell's wrong with you!" I bellowed.

"Let go," she said.

"No; what's wrong?"

She gave me a look of disgust and then kneed my right in the crotch. I doubled over, dropped the water ski, and grabbed Ronie by the ankle when she tried to run off.

"No way," I said, pulling her back.

She struggled and ended up falling on top of me. She put up a fight for a few more seconds until we realized how close we were.

Crap. I wanna kiss her again... can't I just pretend nothing ever happened for a few seconds? One kiss, just one...

Suddenly, WIll jerked Ronie away from me, and I felt really angry. I got up as Will held Ronie's arms behind her. Clay finally came to his senses, too.

"Brandon, you asswipe, let me go!" Ronie yelled. "I'm not going to your shithole wedding, I never want to see you again! Le me GO!"

That was a bit of a shock, but she didn't mean it. I know she didn't.

"Fine," I said, playing along. "But where the hell do we get new tuxes in six hours?"

"Not my problem," she snorted. "But since you dumbasses asked, ever hear of renting a tuxedo?"

Oh yeah.

"Brilliance!" Clay said. "Sheer brilliance!"

. Val's PoV .

"It's looking good for a makeshift time machine," I said quietly.

"Guess so," Jack said.

I threw down my wrench and slumped into the box.

"Jack?"

"Aye?"

"Do I really want to do this?" I asked.

"I'm not really the one you should be askin'," he replied, putting the TV antenna on the box.

"Yeah, you're right," I said.

I felt myself getting tired, but I don't remember falling asleep. I hate it when that happenes.

. Later .

I heard this little ding, and my head shot up. I was blinded by light, but after a minute, I was okay.

I was confused.

I was sitting in my computer chair in my room. I looked around anxiously. My clothes... the half-eaten slice of blueberry pie on my desk... the magazine opened to a concert ad for-

Oh no. I couldn't have.

I looked up at my computer screen. There was an AIM window up.

Bad.

I was talking to Ronie.

Worse!

I read the conversation with wide eyes.

Shit.

I did it. I went back five years! To the very night it all started! Shit! That's the last time I fall asleep in a time machine!

If any good has come out of this, at least I'm eighteen again.

I don't believe this. Everything the way it was! Which means-

KNOCK KNOCK

"Open up, Val!"

My mouth hung open more as I ran into the living room to let her in.

"Ronie! What are you doing here?" I asked as she came in.

"I've invited myself to spend the night," she said, sitting odwn.

I did as well, wanting to pass out in disbelief at all this. Wait... idea...

"Err... Ronie? Did you happen to run into anyone on the way over here?" I asked.

"No," she said moodily.

I got up and raced to the window. I opened it, looking up and down the road, in the tree...

"Val, what are you doing?" Ronie asked.

"Where's Jack?" I asked. "He was supposed to follow you and-"

"Who? I don't know any Jack..."

I stared at her.

"You don't remember any of it?" I asked weakly. "None? You were in jail five years because you tried to murder him!"

"Who?"

"Jack! Jack Sparrow!"

"Oh, come on, Val. Jack Sparrow's not real..."

"Yes he is!" I shouted. "It all was! I can prove it!"

"Prove what?" That you're insane?"

"Come on! We're going to BJ's!"

"Huh? Val, let go! What the hell?"

. Brandon's House .

I knocked loudly and screamed til BJ answered the door.

"What the heck, Val?" he asked, rubbing his eyes. He was holding the ice cream carton, too.

"BJ, you remember Jack, don't you?" I asked desperately.

"Huh?"

"Jack! He came and all this stuff happened, and then Ronie tried to kill him at your party and went to jail! You, Will Turner, and Clay moved to Florida and you were engaged to this snot Julie! and when Ronie and I came back... oh, Ronie, you hated Julie... and then we went to England, Port Royal, back here, and to a ski lodge in Vermont where I splet with Jack and you almost killed him again!"

"Ronie, what is she talking about?" BJ asked.

"I don't know!" Ronie said. "And who the hell's Julie?"

"How can you not remember!" I shrieked. "We ran away to keep you from moving and-"

"Moving?" BJ asked.

"Yeah, long story. Tell you later," Ronie said.

"Oh... ah ha! The door! I can prove it!" I shouted.

I raced through the house with Ronie and BJ following me, but once I reached the top of the stairs nad saw the door, I was speehless. It was untouched and hole-free.

"But... but the ax and-and the door..." I whispered.

Then I fell into the door sobbing. I'll never see him again. Ever. I was the only one who remembered. Now I felt more alone than I did three seconds ago.

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