Well hello again..I promised less randomness, but I'm afraid i may have broken that promise.
I apologise formally and loudly for doing so.
Chapter 2- Random hardships
Samantha walked around the streets of Tortuga, completely lost in her own home. She had never been her he own before. Ever. Her family's motto had always been, 'A fish always swims in a shoal.' And now she had to pay the price. S
So her plan had been totally irrational and stupid.
She had jumped out of a window, killed her gardener and expected to find a new life by flashing some of her money. She needed a plan.
As it was late at night, the early drinkers were shouting and singing on the streets. Music and laughter was coming from the pubs nearby. Another rich lady was standing just a few yards away. Samantha thought maybe she could ask for some advice. Stepping out from the shadows she watched as a man stabbed the rich lady in the back, and dragged her away.
Step no.1. Become a boy
Step no.2. Get rid of this damn stupid suitcase
Step no. 3. Get the hell out of here
Samantha looked down at her clothes, a long flouncy dress. If she was to be a boy she would have to change her clothes. And her accent. That wouldn't be hard, seeing as all her life she had pretended to be a common born girl and could talk normally with a common instead of a noble accent. She fingered her long brown locks. She didn't want to cut them. She would tie them up instead, in a ponytail. Maybe she could just trim them…
Already Samantha was on the way to becoming a boy.
Aye, you'd better be reviwing or sammy boy wont be too pleased with you...