Pirates in the Pantry
It was summer vacation before my senior year. I was spending two weeks alone with my three best friends, Anna, Alicia and Chelsea, while my family was gone on their annual summer vacation(two weeks, in a car, stuck between my two little brothers? I'll pass thank you.). I was finally rewarded that exciting bit of responsibility all teenagers strive to achieve, the chance to stay at the house with your friends for an entire two weeks. I was home free. Now it's not like we're the type to have parties. We're the straight A, writers at school. We follow the rules, listen to our parents, we don't drink or do drugs, and we worked our butts off to gain the trust we needed to get these two weeks of freedom. Nothing was gonna screw this up for us. Nothing except some unexpected visitors.
It started out like every other day that week, and hey, we wanted our summer vacation to start off with a bang just like everyone else, little did we know just how loud that bang would be.
It was the third night of our freedom as we sat sprawled out in my living room our favorite movie, Pirates of the Caribbean, playing on the DVD player, and as always, we talked along with the movie, exactly on, line for line, every time.
"Stop! Not good! What are you doing? You've burned all the food the shade, the rum!" exclaimed Alicia, with her nearly perfected Jack Sparrow accent.
"Yes, the rum is gone." I said, a fake British accent accompanying each word.
"Why is the rum gone?"
"One because it is a vile drink that turns even the most respectable men into complete scoundrels, two- that signal is over a thousand feet high, the entire Royal Navy is out looking for me, do you really think that there is even the slightest chance that they won't see it?"
"But why is the rum gone?"
"Just wait Captain Sparrow, you give it one hour, maybe two, keep a weather eye out and you will see white sails on that horizon." Chelsea and Anna were in tears as Alicia and I took our seats on the couch again.
"You guys are good." Chelsea said. "How do you do it?"
"Sea turtles." said Anna.
"Sea turtles?" asked Chelsea.
"Aye! Sea turtles!" we all exclaimed. After we had regained our composure, Alicia decided to start in again.
"I still wish that you two would believe us." she said.
"Not the 'elves in the shower' bit again." Anna said. For the last year, Chelsea and Alicia kept trying to convince us that they had been visited by characters from Lord of the Rings. They insisted to us, but seriously, would you believe that? Even coming from our best friends we didn't. I mean, come on, elves in the shower, hobbits in the kitchen, Gollum in the closet, Aragorn and Bormir in the bedroom and Gandolf and Gimli in the living room? It's a little far-fetched if you ask me.
"It really happened!" Chelsea said. "I mean, I could understand you not believing Alicia, but have I ever lied to you?"
"You lied about liking Joe." I said with a sinister grin.
"Keira, shut it." Chelsea said.
"Well, you did..." Alicia agreed.
"I admitted it in the end." Chelsea said.
"I love Joe Brown, Joe Brown loves me..." I chanted, imitating Chelsea. She threw a well-aimed pillow at my head, it hit me and bounced off, knocking my can of Mountain Dew off the end table and onto the carpet. "Chelsea!" I exclaimed. "You loser! My mom's gonna kill me!"
"You brought it upon yourself." she said. I rolled my eyes and grabbed the can off the floor.
"Alicia grab a towel out of the kitchen for me please." I said. She was already there. She came back and threw the towel on top of my head. "Thank you, Poppet."
"You're welcome, Poppet." she said. Before I had finshed cleaning up the mess Chelsea had created, Alicia screamed in excitement. "Woah! Look!" not taking her too seriously, (Alicia was prone to outbursts) we looked in the direction she pointed, the television screen, which was, at this moment supposed to be housing Elizabeth, Jack and Will rowing away from Isla De Muerta, Jack covered in what we referred to as 'bling bling', was now empty. The rowboat floated in the middle of the sea, nobody in it, abandoned. "That was never in the movie before." Alicia commented. I stood up, confused as ever. I had seen this movie over fifty times, fifty-seven and three-quarters to be exact, and this had never happened. Before we could ponder it much longer, a huge crash filled my kitchen, causing us all to jump out of our skins. We reached for the nearest weapon, I got my plastic cutlass from Halloween, Chelsea grabbed her shoe, Alicia got a colorguard flag, and Anna picked up a book on pirates called "Under the Black Flag"(it was the one I'd just bought at Barnes and Noble). We tiptoed into the kitchen where we heard a muffled sound coming from the cupboard.
"Rock paper scissors for who opens it." Chelsea said. We played a quick few rounds. Chelsea against Anna, me against Alicia, then the losers against each other for who had to open the door. Me against Anna. She lost the first one.
"Ah, no fair. Two outta three." I rolled my eyes...and lost the next two.
"C'mon Keira, you're the bravest one of us anyway." Alicia said.
"Heh heh, thanks." I said nervously. I got closer and closer then reached my hand out and grabbed ahold of the handle. I raised my cutlass and opened the door, screaming at the top of my lungs. Out fell five people that we knew we would never meet in our whole lives.