Hello again! I want to apologize in advance for a few things. First of all, as anonymous review Tara pointed out to me, there are no bells in college. My bad! I'm only a highschool freshmen, so you'll all have to excuse odd little abnormalties in Port Royal Academy! Another thing that was pointed out to me (by anonymous reviewer Marie) was that detentions are nonexistant in college. Again, sorry! I feel more like a lowly freshman than ever! xD I'm going to fix the bell thing from now on, but I'm afraid detentions will still be given out in this story. : How else am I going to get people to hate certain teachers? And finally, I'm sorry this chapter is so short. I'm really on crunch time with my finals coming up, but I felt bad for not updating. So here ya go!
Disclaimer: You caught me - I actually do own Orlando Bloom. I have him locked up in my apartment xD (Chya. I wish. Keep dreaming, self...)
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Chapter 6.
"Elizabeth? Elizabeth! Wake up!"
Elizabeth woke with a start. She was cocooned in her bed, stuck within a coil of blankets. Instinctively, she checked the clock - she had 10 minutes before she had to be in her new physics class.
"Shit!" She muttered. Rachel, who had woken her up, was flinging clothes out of Elizabeth's closet.
"Hurry!" she whispered. Before Elizabeth could mutter a thanks, Rachel put her finger to her lips and pointed at a lump in the bed to Elizabeth's right - presumably a sleeping Angela. Elizabeth nodded and got dressed at top speed, unwilling to be late to Norrington's class. One look at the mirror told her that her hair was entirely impossible, so she put it in a careless ponytail and raced out of her room, only 5 minutes left before she would be late to physics.
As she half ran to the science wing, Elizabeth couldn't help but smile at the fact that she had had a decent night's sleep for the first time since her father's death. No nightmares, and certainly no insomnia. She hoped the change was permanent.
"Cutting it a bit close, aren't we?" Said Professor Gilette, a short and extremely pompous-looking man, bitingly. Elizabeth smiled apologetically, hurrying to the only empty seat in the class - right next to Will. Again.
Well. This is bound to be awkward, she thought. She flashed a nervous smile at Will, who returned it in earnest. Relief flooded through her. She was sure he was going to be all quiet and guarded after their meeting at the graveyard.
"Now that Miss Swann has joined us," -a stern glance from Gilette- "we can all get out our textbooks and turn to page 45."
There was a routine whapping of textbook covers on desks and a flurry of pages before Gilette decided that enough of the class was on the right page to continue his lecture. Elizabeth flicked through her pages lazily. She was about to sink into her usual physics-class daydream when a scared little voice in the back of her head warned, what if the professor notices and sends you to Beckett's office?
Supressing the urge to be violently ill, Elizabeth pulled herself out of her inattentive posture and paid close attention to what the professor was saying. She saw Will look at her out of the corner of her mind before he too returned his gaze to the chalkboard.
A long and tedious hour later, Elizabeth shoved her textbook back into her bag, happier than ever to get out of Gilette's wretched room.
"Hey," Will said, walking over to her desk. She stood up and slung her bag over her back.
"Hey," she replied shyly.
"So, what happened to the class you were supposed to be in during this one? Did you switch or something?" Will asked. Elizabeth nodded.
"Yeah, I have advanced calculus same time I used to have Norrington's," she replied, fidgeting with the strap on her bag. Will grimaced.
"You're taking advanced calculus and physics? No wonder you always look tired..." he mused. Elizabeth raised an eyebrow in surprise.
"I always look tired?" She echoed, never noticing this fact before.
"Kinda. You always have little shadows under your eyes and you're always yawning," Will stated. Elizabeth looked crestfallen, why had she never noticed this before?
"Don't take it the wrong way, though!" Will added hastily, "I mean, it's not like you're... I mean... Well, you're still beautiful," he finished, blushing furiously. Elizabeth smiled and blushed, if possible, harder than Will.
"Really?" She asked, trying once again not to sound like a giggly little teenager and failing miserably. She had never thought herself ugly, but never used the word beautiful to describe her appearance. Will nodded, pretending to tighten the strap on his backpack. Elizabeth beamed, fighting the urge to jump up and down and squeal like a fangirl.
"Morning, Miss Swann, Mister Turner," said Gibbs, nodding his head as they walked into his room. Will murmered a "morning" before plopping his backpack on his desk and rummaging through it.
"Morning, Professor Gibbs," Elizabeth replied as Will sharpened his pencil slowly. She sat down and couldn't help but notice that Will didn't rejoin her, his pencil a good 2 inches shorter, until a large group of people entered the class noisely. A few stragglers followed them, making up the rest of the class.
"Morning, everyone. Today we're going to start a new project," Gibbs started, pausing for the expected groans from the class. "I know, I know," he said again, rolling his eyes. "I would like a paper on one of the most profound moments of your life. It won't need to be real long. 3 to 5 pages. I'm looking more for how you explain this moment. Was it good or bad? Did you laugh or cry? It'll be graded on the usual rubric," Gibbs concluded. Elizabeth saw many annoyed faces in the sea of students.
Will calling me beautiful certainly was profound, she thought to herself, smiling. She looked over at Will, who was already jotting down idea for the paper. She decided not to be nosy and didn't try to read his messy scrawl.
"I'm gonna let you all leave early today. Have fun!" Gibbs said, compensating for giving them another assignment so close to their last one. Looks of glee spread on everyone's faces as they repacked their English materials in a frenzy.
"Thanks, Professor Gibbs!" Elizabeth said, letting a boy and girl walk out the door before her. Will followed.
"Yeah, thanks!" He said gratefully.
"Don' mention it," Gibbs replied, grinning.
Elizabeth and Will walked down the halls of the English wing leisurely. Elizabeth opened her mouth to ask Will what he was going to write his paper on, but was interrupted by a jubilant cry behind her.
"Will! I've been looking for you everywhere!"
Elizabeth spun around to see a pretty girl with long blonde hair and blue eyes walking up to them. She was wearing a rather revealing white spaghetti-strap top and a light pink miniskirt. Elizabeth already disliked her.
"Hey, Cassidy," Will said rather wearily. The girl threw her arms around Will's neck in a hug that lasted far too long for Elizabeth's liking. Will didn't hug her back though, Elizabeth noticed with relief. Cassidy let go after a moment.
"Cassidy, this is Elizabeth. Elizabeth, Cassidy," Will said almost apologetically. Cassidy's eyes ran over Elizabeth with dislike, and Elizbeth could see the scorn in them.
"Hi. I'm an old friend of Will's," she said, smirking.
"Hi," Elizabeth replied grudgingly. Cassidy's fake smile widened.
"You don't mind if I steal him for a minute, do you? We haven't seen each other in forever and we really need to catch up," Cassidy asked. Will looked extremely uncomfortable, as if he had been caught red-handed stealing something.
"Sure..." Elizabeth said, her eyes narrowed. She felt a sudden, inexplicable rush of hostility towards the girl. It took her a moment to identify it as jealousy.
"Great! Come on, Will, let's go somewhere more private," Cassidy said seductively, tugging on Will's hand. He gave one more apologetic look to Elizabeth before following the giggling girl. Elizabeth stood there for a second, fuming, before deciding to go back to her dorm room. She needed to cool off.
Luckily, no one was in the room when Elizabeth got back. It took all the self-control she had not to slam the door as loud as she could. She paced back and forth a few times, millions of questions running through her mind.
Who was that girl? And could she have been any more of a slut? God, it's 50 degrees outside. Put on some pants! Elizabeth thought scathingly. She slammed her bag down on the floor, took out a pencil, and realized that she was never going to be able to write a paper when she was as angry as she was. There were only two people that she knew would know who that Cassidy girl was - Jack and Rachel. The latter was currently in a photography class, as Elizabeth knew full well. There was only one thing for it.
Elizabeth checked the cafeteria first, hoping to catch Jack getting a late breakfast. Scanning the room, she spotted Jack at one of the tables on the far right.
"Jack!" She called, walking over to him. She felt her temper go down, but only a little.
"Wot?" He asked, looking up from his bagel. He had obviously just woken up.
"Who's this Cassidy person that's so intersted in Will?" She asked nastily. Jack raised an eyebrow.
"Cassidy? Is she here?" He asked, looking around the cafeteria, as if hoping she would walk through one of the doors at that second.
"Yes, she's here. She's with Will, and was all over him about two minutes ago. Who is she?" Elizabeth repeated, not sitting down. She continued to pace in front of Jack.
"She's, um... and old family friend of Will's. They go way back. His mum always used to have her an' her brother over at 'is house when they was lit'l", Jack said. Elizabeth narrowed her eyes, finally sitting down.
"Well?" She demanded. Jack looked bemused. "Well wot?"
"Are they going out?" Elizabeth asked, unable to keep the accusation out of her voice. Jack shook his head hastily.
"No, o' course not. They're just friends..." he said, though there was a shadow of hesitation in his voice.
"And this is the truth?" She asked, never taking her eyes from his face. He nodded again.
"Every word, love. Although I'd be lyin' if I said that she hasn't had 'er eye on 'im since she hit puberty," Jack started. Elizabeth felt her temper flare up, but Jack must have noticed the look on her face, because he stopped her before she could interrupt. "Nothing's ever 'appen'd, though! She has yet to make 'er move."
"What about Will?" Elizabeth asked, calming down a bit.
"Wot about 'im?"
"Does he like her?" Elizabeth demanded. Jack chewed a bit of his bagel slowly before answering.
"'E doesn't 'ate her, if that's wot you mean..."
"You know what I mean, Jack!" Elizabeth hissed.
"Alright, alright! No, he doesn't like her like that! Women..." Jack muttered, returning to his bagel. Elizabeth smiled in relief.
"Why are you so interested, anyway?" Jack asked nonchalantly after a moment. Elizabeth flushed - she really hadn't tried very hard to mask her growing feelings for Will in her frenzy to find out what was going on between Cassidy and him.
"No reason," she replied hastily. Jack grinned.
"Just keep telling yourself that."
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xD Now before anyone bites my head off, be assured, this is and will always be a Willabeth story! I just need Elizabeth to think she has some competition for dearest William xD And now for my lovely reviewers!
orlysluv: Of course he's going to help her! A Will Turner that doesn't become the dashing hero of the story is not a Will Turner! xD And yeah, Beckett is the definition of a creeper. -shudders-
RBDFAN: Close, but not quite ;) I'll explain it a little more in the next chapter, I promise! Not all of it, mind you, just bits and pieces xD I have to keep people on their toes!
i.am.the.pirate.princess: I'm glad you liked it! It's nice to feel original xD Hoped you liked this chapter! And sorry it was so short!
Tara: Thanks for telling me about the bell thing! I never would have realized that. I'm such a freshman... -sighs- But! I am extremely happy you like it! Thanks so much for reviewing and informing me of my mistake! xD
saturn567: -cackles- Ah, don't we all:) I'm happy you like it so far. Tell me what you thought of this chapter, eh?
blonde-gal: Again, close but not quite ;) Like I told RBDFAN, I'll explain Will's friend's deaths a bit more next chapter. And thanks so much for the compliment! I tried to keep their personalities as close to the movies as I could and fit them to modern times as best I could. xD And yeah, I hate Beckett too. But, every story needs a bad guy, right?
LuLuOceanEyes: Thanks so much for reviewing:) Hope you liked this chapter!
Sarah: xD -salutes- Will do! Hope you liked this chapter!
flluv200: Thanks! I'm planning to make this a long fic, just so you know! At least 20 chapters. I'm horrible at endings xD
Supernatural Chick: Thanks so much for reviewing! And I'm guessing you've heard this already, (spoiler warning! lol) but you do know that Will doesn't have to be the captain of the Flying Dutchman for just the first 10 years, right? PM me for a better explanation if you haven't heard xD It'll make the ending of AWE much happier :) Hehe, and incredibly creative? -kicks sand- Aw, shucks :D Thanks.
broadwaymbw: Omg! Orlando Bloom with a scar placed so convientently on his chest so all us fangirls get to see him shirtless... SEXAY INDEED! xD And right on Willabethers! Don't worry, they'll get together eventually! I still have the scene forming in my head. It'll all be so terribly romantic and cliche. :) But in a good way, hopefully!
Ginny Baudelaire: Angst is the best! I love writing angst! Even if I'm not very good at it. And thanks so much! (Don't we all want a Will? xD -fangirl sigh-)
Marie: Yet another person valiantly pointing out my blunders! Thanks so much! Once again, highschool freshman here... -sighs wistfully- A world without detentions, can't wait for that! And really? Addicting? -grins like an idiot- Thanks so much!
wolfgirlami: I'm glad you read it too! I have a habit of only reading stories that stick to the plot of the movie, too. But! Thanks so much for reviewing and calling my (in my opinion) frightfully pathetic story amazing! Hope you liked this chapter!
Sam: Yay! More characterization reviews! I'm always the most worried that I'm putting too much of myself into Elizabeth. I have a tendency to do that in all my stories, so I'm glad that I'm sticking to the character here! And indeed, shame on Beckett! I actually refer to him as the Michael Jackson of my story in my mind. -shudders- He creeps me out, and I'm the one who wrote it! xD Thanks so much for reviewing! Sorry this chapter was so short.
Peace!