OK you guys, my first fan fic here so I hope u all like it!
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Rushing home, you check your watch. 11:42 pm. Your dad was going to kill you. "I'm not going to put up with it this time, im 17. Im a grown up I can handle myself" you thought. You knew he was going to beat the shit out of you. "I just have to make it home by twelve, then I will be ok." Trying to calm yourself down, you start recapping what had happened earlier. You had gone over to Brad's to hang out with him and a few of his friends. It was all going ok until Jake pointed out how skinny Jessie was. They all looked at you and laughed. You werent fat, you were just, "Thicke".
Pretty much the average in other places, but in Mainchester, the norm was stick skinny and blonde, and brown eyes. You had Brown wavy hair, green eyes and had an italian complexion. Unlike everyone else who was Baptist or Mormon and was usually of swedesh decent, you were irish and italian, and you were catholic. You just didn't fit it. You were tired of always being singled out and never being treated caringly with the boys. "SHIT!!!" you yell, its 12:05 am and u have turned the wrong way so you have no clue where you are. You must have been thinking pretty deeply to zone out like that. You are looking all around to try to find the right way to go.
"I cant go home, I will be butchered. I will just park and sleep in my car. I will figure out what to do in the morning"
you park under a tree and unbuckle. You make sure the doors are locked and u recline the seat. Sleep takes you over.
You begin to wake up and without even opening your eyes you know something is wrong. You quickly sit up and look around. A group and savaged looking men are staring at you wide eyed. "wh-what, where am I?" you ask
"Yew be on the black pearl las" replies a short bald man who was sitting next to a skinny tall man who had a protruding wooden eye.
"Black pearl? There is no harbor in Mainchester, Where the hell am I?" you ask more angrily than you would normally have. After all it is quite surprising to wake up on a ship with a crew of men watching you. And at that thought you check yourself to make sure all of your clothes are on.
"Some funny clothes ur wearin ther miss" said one of the grungy-piratelike men.
"they are not! There, just, just look at your clothes!" the men look eachother over and then man smiles, "I rest my case"
You stand up and look around. Your purse is with you and so is your back pack you had in the car from spending a night at a friends house the day before. "Well, is there someone who I can talk to here who will give me any information? Please?" Two husky men walk toward you. One grabs your things and the other seizes you by the shoulders, picking you up and tossing you over his shoulder. You scream and flail your arms in hopes of getting down but a pound from your fist on the large man's back feels like a poke to him.
Into a cabin you are thrown, only to meet the hardwood floor as a cushion.
"BOYS! Be careful with a lady! It's not often one lands on board. We don't want to scare her off now, savvy?" said a dark velvety voice from the back of the room.
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Rushing home, you check your watch. 11:42 pm. Your dad was going to kill you. "I'm not going to put up with it this time, im 17. Im a grown up I can handle myself" you thought. You knew he was going to beat the shit out of you. "I just have to make it home by twelve, then I will be ok." Trying to calm yourself down, you start recapping what had happened earlier. You had gone over to Brad's to hang out with him and a few of his friends. It was all going ok until Jake pointed out how skinny Jessie was. They all looked at you and laughed. You werent fat, you were just, "Thicke".
Pretty much the average in other places, but in Mainchester, the norm was stick skinny and blonde, and brown eyes. You had Brown wavy hair, green eyes and had an italian complexion. Unlike everyone else who was Baptist or Mormon and was usually of swedesh decent, you were irish and italian, and you were catholic. You just didn't fit it. You were tired of always being singled out and never being treated caringly with the boys. "SHIT!!!" you yell, its 12:05 am and u have turned the wrong way so you have no clue where you are. You must have been thinking pretty deeply to zone out like that. You are looking all around to try to find the right way to go.
"I cant go home, I will be butchered. I will just park and sleep in my car. I will figure out what to do in the morning"
you park under a tree and unbuckle. You make sure the doors are locked and u recline the seat. Sleep takes you over.
You begin to wake up and without even opening your eyes you know something is wrong. You quickly sit up and look around. A group and savaged looking men are staring at you wide eyed. "wh-what, where am I?" you ask
"Yew be on the black pearl las" replies a short bald man who was sitting next to a skinny tall man who had a protruding wooden eye.
"Black pearl? There is no harbor in Mainchester, Where the hell am I?" you ask more angrily than you would normally have. After all it is quite surprising to wake up on a ship with a crew of men watching you. And at that thought you check yourself to make sure all of your clothes are on.
"Some funny clothes ur wearin ther miss" said one of the grungy-piratelike men.
"they are not! There, just, just look at your clothes!" the men look eachother over and then man smiles, "I rest my case"
You stand up and look around. Your purse is with you and so is your back pack you had in the car from spending a night at a friends house the day before. "Well, is there someone who I can talk to here who will give me any information? Please?" Two husky men walk toward you. One grabs your things and the other seizes you by the shoulders, picking you up and tossing you over his shoulder. You scream and flail your arms in hopes of getting down but a pound from your fist on the large man's back feels like a poke to him.
Into a cabin you are thrown, only to meet the hardwood floor as a cushion.
"BOYS! Be careful with a lady! It's not often one lands on board. We don't want to scare her off now, savvy?" said a dark velvety voice from the back of the room.