Shifting to POTC - Jack Sparrow x FEMALE Reader

Chapter 1: AM I IN PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN! THERES NO FUCKING WAY!

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Y/n's POV

My alarm went off, it's 5:30 and my school starts at 6:30. Today is another day of school, Yay! (Note the sarcasm) I get up and get ready. I pick out a pair of black shorts and an AC/DC shirt with a black hoodie, I get a pair of white socks. I go to the bathroom and brush my teeth, wash my face, and brush my hair. I go downstairs and grab an apple from the counter. I put my checkered convers on and grab my backpack, "BYE MOM!" I yell. "BYE SWEETIE!" she replies. I ran outside to see my bus pass by. "SHIT!" I yell. I have to walk to school, but I got a better idea. I go back to the house and get my skateboard. I check the time and its 6:20. "FUCK!" I yell. I run out the door and skate to school. 10 minutes pass which means I'm late AGAIN, eh who cares, NOT ME. I get to school, and I go to the office. I knock on the door. "Come in." "I need a pass." I say. They secretary gives me a pass. 

*Skip to our last class*

I have math now. 10 minutes in, 20 more to go. "Can anyone solve this problem?" The Teacher asks. "I don't know, can we?" I ask sarcastically. Everybody laughs except our teacher. I smirk.  "Fine then Y/n, you get to answer it since you want to be sarcastic." "Whatever." I go up the front of the classroom and write on the board. The problem was 'If f(x) = 5 - 2 x, then f -1 (- 3) =?'  I thought about it and said, "Uh, -2x+8." and surprisingly I got it right. The teacher was surprised. 

When she went to sit down, we all heard a big fart noise. While I walked to the front of the classroom to answer the question, I walked by the teacher's desk and put a whoopy cushion on her chair. Everybody busted out laughing including me. I smirk once again. The bell finally rang, and I grab my backpack, and get my skateboard and skate home.

(Skip to 9:30 pm)

I watched Pirates Of The Caribbean: The Curse Of The Black Pearl and Dead Man's Chest. I fell asleep during 'At World's End'. I get woken up by somebody opening the curtains and saying, "Goodmorning Miss. Swann." I see who it is, it's a maid. 'Who is this' I see her name tag and it says 'Maranda.'

"Goodmorning Maranda, and call me Y/n." I say confused.

 "Ok, you're-" she starts to say, but gets interrupted by a knock and somebody saying, "Y/n are you decent?" "Who is it?" I asked confused. "It's your father." "Yeah". I say confused who it is. The person opens the door and says, "Good you're up, let's wake up your sister." I see its Governor Swann. 'AM I IN PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN!  THERES NO FUCKING WAY! OK Y/n, chill out and act normal.'   We go to Liz's room and father asks, "Elizabeth are you decent?" like he asked me a couple minutes ago. "Yes." We hear Liz say. We go in. "Still in bed at this hour?" Father asks. "Who is this?" Liz asks. "Don't be silly Elizabeth, this is your sister." I gave her a 'I'll tell you later' look. She understood it. "Oh Here, I got something for you to. He gives us boxes. "What's this father?" We ask in unison. "Open it." We open the boxes, and my box reveals a red dress, and Liz's box reveals a tan dress. Our boxes also have a corset in it. Father says, "I heard it's the latest style in London."

 "Oh, thank you father, but what's the occasion?" I ask.

 "Does a father need an occasion to give his daughter's a gift?" Me and Liz look at each other then look back at our father and say, "Yeah." "Maranda and Estrella will you help them?" Father asks. "Of course." they say. "Go on then, try them on." We go behind the dressing screens. "Actually, I had hoped the both of you would wear it for the ceremony today."

"What ceremony?" I ask so 'confused'.

"Captain Norrington's promotion ceremony." Father responds.  "Oh Yeah, I forgot about that." I roll my eyes. Our maids start to tighten out corsets. Me and Liz gasp. "And, the ladies there don't want to breathe." Liz says, and I say, "You're right." Father laughs. A guard knocks and says, "Sir there's a visitor waiting in the lobby for you." and walks away. "Well, I'll see you girls down when you're done." He leaves the room. The maids also leave. "I hate dresses so much!" I wine. "Why?" "Because they are itchy and I just don't like them." "And you better tell me you know later. Well, let's go, we don't want to be late." Liz says. "I will." I respond.