Chapter 5

Meg's POV

I woke up in the middle of the night. Seasick. I stumbled out of the room, hoping to revive myself with a lemony drink from one of the restaurants.

All of the women must have been in bed because I didn't see a single one there. I looked at a near by clock. Half past midnight. Smoke from cigars filled the air. The lights were dimly lit and a bunch of drunkards danced around wobbly. I took a seat at a table and ordered a glass of lemonade. As I waited for my beverage, I heard a pleading voice say, "Oh no. Please! No!"

A big beefy man with a gang held the pleading man up to the wall by the collar of his shirt.

The beefy guy growled, "You still owe me money! Give it to me or let's just get this fight over with!"

The pleading man bargained, "We don't need to fight. I can collect the money for you later and return it to you."

"NO! I want it NOW!" He bellowed.

"Drop him." My confident voice said.

"Jonathon, what kind of a joke is this?" One of the guys in the gang asked to the guy dangling by his shirt collar. "You're sending a little girl after us?"

Frankly, I probably would look a little ridiculous fighting five buff men since I was still in my pink dress, huge bow in my hair, and only a little taller than four feet and eight inches tall.

"This is no joke." My high pitched voice said. "Let the man go right now or else."

"Or else what?" A guy in the gang who just happened to have a weird looking hairy mustache, but a completely bald head scoffed.

"This." I flipped over the first two six foot gang members. I slid under the third's legs before he could swat me. I grabbed his arms behind his back and dislocated them. I pinched the fourth in a major pressure point, immobilizing him. The fifth and last member, who happened to be the leader, tried to punch me.

"No scruples." I said disapprovingly.

I jumped onto his shoulders. He swung his hand above his head, and I had to jump to keep me from falling.

"Whoa!" I flailed my arms around frantically, then regained my balance.

I kicked his head as hard as I could, knocking him out. I stepped gracefully off of his head and onto the hardwood floor. Jonathon ran out of the room, terrified.

"Ta ta, Jonathon!" I called politely, kind of annoyed that I had saved him and didn't even get a thank you. How uncivilized!

I looked around, noticing that everyone in the room was frozen, staring at me.

"Here's your lemonade, miss." The waiter said.

"Thank you!" I paid the waiter and sat down at my table, sipping my lemonade quietly.

"Well, good night everyone!" I called, eyes still on me. Hey, when you defeat a troublesome bully gang, you instantly become popular.

I trotted off back to bed.

Just an idea I had. I thought it was cool, so I put it in the book. It doesn't really tie into the story, but I had to anyway! J Please review!

You evil people! I only got 3 reviews, not 5, so I was debating whether or not to post this chapter, but in the end i was nice and added it. By the way, this chapter is only because I had a dream about it, and just had to incorporate it into the story! Plz review!