Standing next to my best friend now seemed awkward. I felt out of place and unrealistic. Here I was a slightly over weight brunette with unruly hair, no butt to speak of, and to top it all off I'm goth. I felt like a nerd among the popular jocks and cheerleaders. Any minute the most gorgeous man I could ever dream of was going to walk out among us. My palms were becoming sweaty, my mouth went dry. I felt like I was about to pass out but I couldn't possibly have that wonderful luxury because just as I was thinking all this, Captain Jack Sparrow steps off the side of his ship.I wanted to run and hide or curl up in a ball before he saw me, but it was too late.

His expression wasn't at all what I had thought it would be. He had the tiniest smile and his brow was knitted in confusion. His smile steadily grew wider with each step and I knew why. Cameron. Apart from her brilliant mind, patience, and caring personality,she had the body of a goddess.

Cameron is a 5'10" American beauty. She has curly blond hair to the middle of her back and a smile that could light up Lake Vostok. She has glittering blue eyes that always hold warmth and love, her voice is even a soothing sweet sound. She has an hourglass body and long graceful limbs to accentuate it. Wherever we went she attracted every guy in the vicinity. They flocked to her like she was a movie star and she was friendly enough to let them. Some people even took pictures with her. I envied her sometimes, but more often than not I was happy to be just me. This was definantly not one of those times.

Another thing was I'm a total coward, Cameron is fearless. And just to prove my point she began to speak.

"Sparrow! Captain Jack Sparrow!" she yelled out to the preceeding figure.

At this his face became a mask of confussion once more.

"Oi,and how do ya know me?!" he called out no longer walking toward us.

"We've heard the strories of you and your crew!" she answered without a second's hesitation.

A satisfied smile swept his face as he took up his wobbiling walk once more toward until he was a mere two feet away. I fought the urge to blush or say something stupid as he looked us both over more closely.

"'ello, and who are you?" he asked cheerily.

"I'm Cameron Rouge." she said nudging me at the same time.

"Oh, and I'm Danielle Black." I gave a quick awkward smile and resumed looking intently at a wooden plank.

How would I survive if I couldn't look him in the eye? Realy? How long had I waited for this and why was I punking out the moment I finally got my wish? I mean honestly, I'm the luckiest person I know and I'm mortified because what's happening. This was the most unlike me thing I'd ever done. Clearly my ex had fucked me up big time.

I looked up and instantly I locked with a pair of deep chocolate eyes. Those eyes held a deep artistic soul and an uncontrolable laughter that made me smile at the thought of it. But as soon as me face began to change they darted back to Cameron.

"Well, Cameron and Danielle I'd like to welcome you to join my quest for Aqua De La Vida" he said taking off his hat and pointing towards the Pearl.

This is when the first problem made itself known. I had three good-sized suitcases and Cameron had one small one. How was I supposed to get my crap onto the ship? After two trips and a lot of huffing and puffing they were finally on deck. Problemo dos was shoving them into our new lodgings, Jack's cabin. In the end all was accomplished and we'd established that Jack could sleep in his large chair and Cami and I would share the bed.

We all sat down to rest from the tedious work of getting my bags in the room.This not only made me tired but also made me a humungo hassel to everyone. Great just what I needed, all tht was left was the pig's blood to fall on my head now. No, strike that with my luck I'll be struck by lightning in a tropical strom. Jack interrupted my mental rant by saying, "what the bloody hell is in those things."

"Everything" Cameron answered smiling.

"Not really. I'd have needed two more bags for all that." I said. Cameron chuckled and Jack gave a deep chortle but I remained quiet.

"But what is all of it." he asked

"Well th black one has all my clothes in it. The red has all my electronic gadgetry. And finally that sad looking purple one has my tolettries and jewlery." I said. I could see he wasn't sure what to make of me.

"What do your electro gadgety whatever things do?"

"I'll show you." I unzipped the red bag and pulled out one of my mp3 players. I took it over to him helped him with the headphones and the controls for about 20 minutes before he was scrolling through the songs on his own.Cameron looked over at me from inside her suitcase.

"So which one did you give him?"

"My beat up old one with all the older songs on it."

"Ahh. I should think he'd like that one as opposed to your death metal."

"Prick." I quickly retorted.

"Can the Captain hear us?" she asked like she had something important to say.

"Nope. It's turned all the way up."

"Good, because I think he likes you."

"What?" I said begining to blush. "Your joking."

"No. I was standing on the dock forever waiting for him to say something, but he just kept staring at you. And when you were helping him, it looked like he was enjoying it. A little too much."

"He was probably staring at me because he's never seen a goth. And I can tell he enjoys music."

"He's soo in to you. Don't deny it."

"There's nothing to deny. It's not true."

"Ay, luv, what are you doing?" Jack interjected.

"What?" I asked turning around.

"Not you. Her."

"Oh I'm just looking for my wireless charger." Cameron said slowly disappearing into her bag.

After listening to Yesterday, Spanish Caravan, and Paint it Black, Jack called me over like a salty bar wench to take it away. I gave Cami an 'I told you so' look before taking back the mp3 player. The afternoon flew by as Jack, Cami, and I tried to figure out a way back to his time. We decided sailing around the island to find a tale of the green flash to take us back. For the first time in three months sleep became easy for me. I hardly even remember saying goodnight at all.