Not really sure where I got this idea. We're going back to POTC era. I would say they're like 12ish in this.


West

"Elizabeth, are you sure you know where you're going?" Will sped up his pace to keep up with his best friend who was trekking through the brush of the forest with a wooden sword in one hand and a compass and a map in the other. Elizabeth sighed and rolled her eyes.

"Yes I know where I'm going. I've been here thousands of times. Home is west," Elizabeth consulted her compass, acting smooth like she knew exactly what she was doing. Will stood behind her and glanced over her shoulders. Squinting at the compass, she turned it.

"You don't know where you're going. I knew it. We're lost." Will sighed dejectedly and sat down on a rock.

"We are not lost, Will Turner. We just simply…." Will looked up at her and glared.

"Lost!" he shouted. Kicking a twig, he moaned. "Your father will have my head for this. I knew going on a pirate adventure was a bad idea." Elizabeth threw him a dirty look and glanced at the map again.

"Come on. It's this way." Will eyed her apprehensively. "Oh just come on!" She grabbed his hand and dragged him to the left.

About thirty minutes later, Will stopped beside a rock and stared. "Elizabeth," he said uncertainly. "Didn't we pass that rock before?" Elizabeth looked at it.

"Yes," she sighed. "That's it. We're lost." Will took the compass and the map from her hand.

"Wait a second…" he said, and he flipped the map 180 degrees. Studying the map, he looked at the compass. "Come on." They walked in a zigzag pattern for about three minutes, and Will spotted an opening in the forest. "There." Taking her hand, they walked out into the bright sunlight.

"Oh Will!" she cried jubilantly, twirling. "Thank you for saving me. You're my hero." She gave her best friend a hug.

"You're welcome. That's what I'm here for. To keep you out of trouble," he laughed.