Journey to the Past
The name isn't the best, but...hey! It's the story that matters, right?
OK. The plot is as follows- a really smart girl sends herslf back in time. On purpose. Only to land right in the middle of Pirates of The Caribbean. Confusion and hiliarty ensue. And maybe a little romance too. No promises though.
Disclaimer: you know the drill. I own nothing except for my OC, Sara. I'm not gonna put this in all of my chapters, 'cause it's boring to have to read this...
Prologue
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To fully understand this story, I guess I'll have to start at the begining. Which is a fairly good place to start, if you think about it. Well, I was working on my masters/theises project one night. I had to turn it in in two days, so I was in overdrive mode. The course was for engineering and I had to come up with a machine. It didn't actually have to work, but you got extra points if it did. Sounds easy, right? Oh, no. This was one of the hardest assigments ever in the history of theises assigments. But, I was gonna get an A on this, even if it was gonna kill me. Which it almost did...later on. But, that is besides the point. I had decided to make a time machine. An old, overused subject, maybe, but I was gonna try it anyway. So, flash forward to Wednsday night. It was closing in on 1 am and I'm sitting on my bed, furisously typing away on my laptop, trying to finish my written report. My time machine was sitting next to me, a small black box. It looked a little like a hard drive, but with buttons on it, to choose your destination. It was going to be my masterpiece. My career depended on not failing this class. The next day was testing day. I was gonna try to send myself back in time. I adimt that's a pretty tall order, but I was confident that I was going to suceed. I kinda had to.
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The next day dawned bright and beautiful. I felt refreashed and dare I say it, perky. Yes, I was in a good mood and that proved to be benifiacial to my test. I had my good friend, Scott, promise to come over to help me with the test. He was gonna make sure we didn't blow up anything or whatever other side effects that came with my project. Sadly, he got sick. I mean really sick like the flu/bronchitis/somethingreallybad thingie sick. After spending a relaxing day doing whatever I wanted to, I went back to work. I decided to finish the last minute details on my report. Just as I was typing the last sentence, the power went out. This was only the begining of the things starting to go wrong. Well, after tripping on various things on my floor, finding the flashlight, going to the breakers and finally finding the right switch, the lights came back on. After that I coudn't consintrate, so I figured that I sould get some sleep. So, I packed it up for the night. The thing is I couldn't fall asleep. No matter how hard I tried or how much I wanted to, I couldn't do it. Sleep was eluding me. So, I tried to read a book. It wasn't helping. Next, was the old "drink a glass of warm milk" trick. Nope, still not helping. Then I tried to walk around a tiny appartment, counting...things. That didn't help either. So, I decided to go back to bed and just rest. The next thing I knew, I was rocking gently wtih the waves and smelling like seawater. So, that is how I, Sara Connor, fell into the world of Pirates of the Caribbean.
Oh, I almost forgot to mention Scott is an OC. Sorry! The next chapter will be in present tense. I wanted to give my OC a short backround story before getting to the "real" story. let me now what you think and if I should post more. Thanks!! -dancingsparrow112