Disclaimer: Own POTC, I do not. Jack OC.
A damn shame.
"Bugger."
Jack Sparrow groaned, throwing his rum bottle at the wall. He pushed himself up, leaning on his arms. As he looked around the room, he noticed clothes- his clothes, on the floor, along with someone elses.
He rolled over in bed, letting out a yell when he felt movement beside him.
A girl, who appeared to be in her mid or late teens rolled around beside him. She opened her blue eyes, sitting up slowly, pushing her very messy blonde hair back.
"What the hell is going on here?!..Where is here.." She grumbled, looking around again.
Jack raised an eyebrow, a hand finding its way to one of his dread locks. He twisted it slowly, while his brown eyes focused on the girl beside him try to cover herself with the off white sheets they were both twisted in.
"Morning love." He said, sinking back down into the bed and shutting his eyes.
The girl only scowled, taking a few minutes to blink and adjust her eyes.
She frowned, looking around slowly, before looking down at Jack.
"Where am I ..and what the hell are you." She asked, poking him in the side, viciously.
Jack twitched, slapping her hand gently away, irritated at her adressing him.
"I am the Captain Jack Sparrow.." He started, waving a hand around to accent the 'Captain.'
The girl raised an eyebrow.
"You're kidding." She muttered, looking around again, then back at Jack.
"Welcome to Tortuga, love."
Reveiw, kiddies. I need constructive criticism.