A:N/ This is my first story so bear with me. With my story here keep in mind that Mary Rose is self-conscious. Please review. And sorry if my chapters are short.
Ch.1
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Mary Rose laid awake waiting for the perfect time to run. When the clock struck midnight, she grabbed the bag she packed earlier. She new that this time she would make it. Her parents were not going to be home for the week. She silently walked to her "babysitter's" room and locked the door, leaving the key in the lock so her sister could let her out in the morning.
Sneaking out of the front door, she started to grin from the brilliance of her plan. As soon as she was a block away from her house, there was a red flash and all of a sudden, she was at some docks with pirates.
Panicking, she hid behind some barrels. She looked at herself to make sure she was all right. She was now wearing a low cut, blue dress that was floor length and had too many layers. She must have dropped her sack because she did not have it.
A pirate started in her direction. Mary decided to back up farther behind the barrels so she wouldn't be seen. All of a sudden, Mary was in the water with her dress caught on the dock, making a loud rip sound. Trying to free her dress, the pirate came over to her.
"Now if ya wanted ta swim, ya shoulda jumped in love."
Looking up at the handsome pirate, she replied, "Can you please help me here?"
Paying no attention to his dreadlocks that were in her face, he started to free her. When she was free, the pirate helped pull her out of the water. As soon as Mary was on the docks, she went to see how high the rip went on her dress. Shocked to see that the rip showed all of her leg, she self-consciously tried to caver up her leg. Then, everything went black.
When Mary woke up to new surroundings, with a pirate's brown eyes looking at her. "Sorry, love, couldn't have ya telling the British that I'm here."
"Who are you? Where am I? And stop calling me love, please" shouted Mary.
"Whoa, slow down t'ere, I'm CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow, your out at sea on da Black Pearl, love."
Covering herself up more with the blanket that Mary was under, Mary tried to figure out what was going on here.
"Now for your own safety, love, you have ta be my mistress."
"WHAT?! There is no..." Mary was cut off short by Jack covering her mouth.
"Not literately, unless you want to that is, but no one out t'ere will hurt you if they think that you're mine. Just sleep in my quarters and act like ya love me." Jack had release his hand. "Now ya might want ta sleep now, it's near midnight. I gotta see if everything's alright outside. There are some clothes in the dresser over there dat might fit ya."
As soon as the door was closed, she went to go change. She didn't want to be in midchange when Jack came back. She opened the drawer only to find very lacy nightgowns. Well, it's better than what I have on now, I guess. She started to undress only to find that she had a corset on. When she finally got it off, she could heard footsteps coming. So Mary grabbed the first nightgown she could and slipped it on as fast as she could. She just had it past her hips when Jack came in. Jack was pleased with what he saw. He looked her up and down a couple of times.
"Will you please stop staring, will you." She looked at herself in the mirror, on the dresser. She almost gasped when she saw her elegant figure in a bit small, black, lacy nightgown. Her long blonde hair hanging down her back, and her big blue eyes staring back at her. She rushed to the bed to grab a blanket to cover up with.
"Why don't ya lay down and get comfortable ummm..."
"Mary Rose," Mary laid down as close to the wall as she could. Jack took off his boots, bandana, and shit and laid down beside her. Almost instantly, he was out cold. Mary was trying to sleep when Jack rolled over and was practically on top of her. She was about to shout when she heard his deep breathing. Feeling too embarrassed to wake him up, Mary tried to scoot farther away from Jack. But that only Jack scoot even closer. Mary couldn't scooted any farther away, but had decided to try to sleep. Jacks hands had started to roam towards the bottom of her nightgown. Silently shrieking, she smacked his hand away. He didn't seem to mind. He just continued to sleep. After awhile, Mary rolled over and finally slept.