...::cHaPtEr OnE::...
Ciara sat on her bed, trying to think of something to do. She thought of calling her best friend, Julia, but she was out of town. Maybe she should just be spontaneous, and just go somewhere. Her mom was at a 3 day work seminar, so it was perfect. But that didn't matter, she was 18, and she could take care of herself. She couldn't help laughing out loud from remembering the last time she felt spontaneous. She had took the wrong bus and ended up in the next state, and didn't know which one to take back home. Just in case she had to stay in a motel again, she packed some clothes, her swimsuit (hey, you never know), her brush, makeup, and some money.
When she was outside, she thought of what to do. She wouldn't take a bus that was for sure. She went to the coast and looked out at the sea. It was so pretty; it seemed it went on forever. She could actually understand why those people thought it was flat. She turned and saw a boat renting place, but she wasn't sure it was open; considering the fact that it was 8pm-ish. She walked over to the store, and saw; it was, in fact, closed. Hmm, the more she thought about it, she really wanted a boat. (She knew that this was a problem, she was a very stubborn person.) So, she placed the amount under door mat, visibly, and took a boat. Ciara pushed the boat out and started rowing. She looked down at the water and saw nothing...yet. Ciara was a little disappointed, she wanted to see fish or something, but all she was the alternative, something; that something being sand. Maybe if she rowed out more, to where it was deeper. She rowed out more and looked down. Nothing. Oh well, she'll let the current take her until it was a little deeper. Ciara laid back and looked up at the sky; she felt herself drifting off to sleep. She slapped herself to stay awake; she didn't want to be cast out in sea. But it was just so...peaceful....
mOrNiNg
Ciara stirred herself awake. Oh god...no. Did she fall asleep?
"Damn! Damn!" Ciara yelled. How come every time she feels like doing something different, she either finds herself in another state, accused of stealing, and now being a castaway? She must be a magnet for trouble. She looked around her and saw no land, not anywhere. How far had she gone? Where was she now? Ciara rolled her eyes at her own stupidity. "Duh, you're in the ocean" she said to herself. Wait a minute...Ciara thought, looking out and seeing a very large wooden ship. A very old looking wooden ship, but hey, it was life! She couldn't believe her luck. Thank the Gods.
"Hey! Over here!" she waved her arms over head "Hey!"The ship
came closer, and she yelled some more. Finally it was very close, but
so close, she was afraid it would hit her. Up close, it looked like
something out of a movie or museum. She saw someone on board pointing
at her, and was relieved to know she wasn't being ignored and that
someone saw her. But she yelled again for just in case. When the ship
was closer, a rope ladder dropped down the side, but only half way.
Suddenly a voice called down,
"Who are ye?" Ciara looked
up in surprise. Who used the word 'ye' anymore?
Suddenly
the ladder fell down all the way. Ciara climbed up, trying to be
careful and not to fall backwards. When she finally reached the top,
she looked around and saw men dressed in pirate garb and everyone was
staring at her in curiosity.
"Hey...thanks saving me. Uh,
so...where are you going? Because i need to get back to Georgia soon.
I mean, that would be nice if you could. Well, uh...yeah." Ciara
stumbled out, realizing she didn't make much sense.
Who are these people? Suddenly a man appeared from a cabin dressed as a...pirate? Not only was he dressed like a pirate, but he looked exactly like Jack Sparrow! Ciara gave him an incredulous look, and before anybody could say anything she blurted, "What the hell is going on here? Why is everyone dressed like pirates? And who are you?" pointing at the man looking like Jack Sparrow.
"Me names Cap'n Jack Sparrow and welcome aboard! What might yer name be?"
Ciara couldn't believe this, had she got on a ship with a bunch a crazy pirate wannabe's? How pathetic. Although, she had to admit, it was all very realistic. He looked very believable, and the rest of them didn't look modern at all. In fact, the whole ship looked very old. All in all, this sad, pathetic set wasn't so bad. Ciara decided to go along with it.
"I'm Ciara Daylen," she held out her hand for him to shake" Where is it you say your going? Because I really need to get back to Georgia." She noticed he was looking at her with curiosity.
"I didn't say where we was going, an' I'm sorry Miss Daylen, but we've no idea where this...'Georgia' is.'Owever, you may be obliged to stay here."
Ciara couldn't believe this guy. How could you not where Florida is? He must be really into this character...unless...he really was him? She thought. No, that's impossible! That would mean that traveled back in time, somehow landed in the Caribbean...it was all too unreal.
"Mm, okay. I'll stay until we go somewhere and dock. Then I'll find someone who can get me home." She looked at everyone suspiciously, looking for any sign that they were just doing this whole thing for fun.
"Alright then. We'll probably be dockin' in about a day. Gibbs," Jack yelled, "Please show Miss Daylen to her room." He said when 'Gibbs'(wait, she thought, isn't that a character from the movie? He also looked awfully familiar.) He came over. She saw Jack wink at him, like he had a plan. She gave him a look of suspicion. He just gave her a smirking smile.
"Right this way," Gibbs started walking towards the row of cabins near the back." You can set yer things in here."
Ciara couldn't take it anymore," Are you for real? I mean, is this really the Caribbean, are you really Gibbs and he is really bloody Captain Jack Sparrow? I mean that's just ridiculous."
Gibbs seemed surprised by this sudden outburst." Yep, it sure is real. This is really the Caribbean, I'm really Gibbs, and he's really bloody Cap'n Jack Sparrow.," He smiled. "You can stay in here, it's too dangerous out there fer women." Then he just left.
"Right, okay. I can't go out there, cause I'm a wimpy girl...haha" Ciara said out loud. How could this be real? It couldn't. No way...yawn Ciara couldn't help feeling a little tired. She slept on a little rowboat for Christ sakes. She lay on the big bed near a window and tried to find a pillow. No such luck. She bundled one of her shirts form her bag and used it for a substitute. Ciara hoped that no one would come in her room, because she just wanted to sleep, so she took off her pants and lay down. Despite the fact that the bed was very hard, she still felt her eyes close and drifted off to sleep, wondering how she was going to get home.
A/N: okay..i know its kinda strange, but its my first fan fic, so please don't flame me! thanx
