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Here's the long awaited (not really) Chapter 1!

A Teenager's Guide to Living with Pirates

Chapter 1: The Party

Leah

The night began. My mom returned home with food and party necessities. A bowl and ladle for punch, punch, a bowl and scooper for popcorn, popcorn, a platter for those little mini hot dogs, and, you guessed it, little mini hot dogs!

First to arrive Melissa Thurn with her pack of wanna-be kids. She is the most popular kid in school, along with being powerful. Even some teachers obey to her mighty jerkiness. And don't tell anyone, but she once dated Brett.

Then came part of the football team along with most of the cheerleading squad. Some were dating each other, others came to just party. The problem with having a bunch of tall, muscled teenagers come to a party is that when they pass by the food table, an entire platter of little hot dogs follows them.

Everyone else showed up within a half hour or so

When every one was here the music went on. Jeremy, the tech wiz of our little gang, had wired my iPod to the TV, and I set my playlist on shuffle. We had cleared all of the furniture out of the family room, and dimmed the recess lights so everyone danced to a faint glow. I saw Julie dancing with Brett, and a small circle of people had spread out around them, watching them. Julie was leading, of course, because everyone knew about the ten years of dance school she had under her belt, and Brett was struggling to keep up with her fancy footwork.

All was going well, until I realized I couldn't find Sam anywhere.
"Sam?" I called out, but I couldn't hear myself think over the music. "SAM!" Still no answer. I tried looking for Julie. "Julie!"

Mark came up to me. "I think she went upstairs looking for Sam."

"Thanks!" I called back, thoroughly worried about my two best friends, and ran upstairs.
I checked most of the rooms in the top floor before Sam jumped out into the hallway from my room. "Leah, get in here! Major problem!"

"What?" I chuckled, "Is the toilet clogged?"

She grabbed my hand and pulled me into my room.

My room is awesome. Maybe childish, but definitely awesome. The walls are Purple, and absolutely covered in posters. Most of them were Pirates of the Caribbean, if course. Connecting to my room is my own bathroom. The door was shut, and in front of it stood two panic stricken friends of mine.

"What's wrong, guys?" I asked Julie and Sam.

"Um…" Julie looked over to Sam questioningly.

Sam took a deep breath. "If there's not a logical explanation for why eight fictional characters are knocked out in your bathroom, then that would be it.

I stared at them, blankly. "Now tell me the truth."

"If you don't believe that there is none," Julie added in.

"Then show me," I said, still not believing them.

Hesitantly, they opened the door before me.

Inside, I saw all the people I knew I would never meet. In my bathroom.

Commodore Norrington was sprawled out on the floor, Gibbs on top of him, Anamaria on top of Gibbs, Jack the Undead Monkey on the top of the tower of bodies. Captain Jack Sparrow had an arm on the, luckily closed, toilet seat. Will was sprawled, face down, between the tower of people and the wall.

I shut the door immediately and screamed. Sam, when she unplugged her ears, yelled at me.

"Johnny Depp is IN YOUR BATHROOM! What are you doing screaming?"

"Forget about Johnny Depp, Orlando Bloom is in my bathroom! WHAT DO I DO?"

Julie casually bit into her mini hotdog. "Well, he's still knocked out… he'd never know…"

I promptly smacked her across the face. "Ow! Not sure I deserved that!" She said in a spot on Jack Sparrow voice. I couldn't help but grin.

Puh-Puh-Puh-Pokerface-Puh-Puh-Pokerface... Music continued to pump up from downstairs.

"Pokerface? Well that's one way to do it." Julie said to herself and walked into the bathroom. She poked the nearest pirate in the eye.

"AUGH!"

There was a crash, and the scene inside the bathroom changed from 8 peacefully sleeping characters, to 8 characters in pain. You see, Norrington, on the bottom, woke first and shoved everyone off of him, and onto Will and Jack. The Tower came crashing down.

"Huh." Said Julie, "Poor Will. I'll get the party out."

As Julie left, I looked to the groaning people in the bathroom, and then to Sam, asking desperately, "What are we going to do?"

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