Yay! I got Chapter 3 up, I kept getting stuck. Oh, sorry it's kinda short,
I
like ending with cliff hangers, it's fun *evil laugh*. Thanks to all my
reviewers! You guys are great! *Waves miniature pirate flags* Enjoy!
Chapter 3
"Jack!" He stood very close to me. He looked more handsome than ever, the
midnight wind blowing in his hair. A strange look was in his eyes, it seemed
soft.
He touched my cheek, "But it pales beside the beauty before me." He tilted
my head towards his and kissed me.
I looked at him, confused, "I don't understand. You've never shown any
interest in me before."
"I just wanted to wait for the opportune moment, luv.", he replied, smiling
warmly.
I smiled, and it suddenly occurred to me how much he was to me, this
strange rogue I met in a bar. I returned his kiss.
"Would yeh like to come down to Jack's room an-"
"No, Jack," I interrupted, "I don't think it's the opportune moment." I
smiled, gave him a quick kiss and descended to my cabin.
~~~*~~~
"A pirate's life for me!", sang the crew. It was the second year
anniversary of Jack re-claiming the Pearl, and the crew was throwing a loud
and raucous party. Jack had told me the whole story behind it, and I was
quite impressed.
"They were actually skeletons?!", I asked Jack.
He nodded. "It was very interesting, actually. Rum?"
"Please." I took the rum and drank some. Jack, sitting across from me, was
drinking quite deeply.
Jack finished, sighing loudly. "Aaah. Tha's good rum, it's imported. . . .
I couldn't 'elp overhearing las' night, wha' was tha' song you were
singing?"
I blushed, remembering the previous night. "Um. . . it's jus' some pub song
I learned."
"I like it. You'll have to teach it ter me. On secon' thought, teach it to
all o' us." He then got up and led me to the dance floor. "Well, go on."
"Jack! I can't sing in front of everyone!"
"Oh, come on luv! I thought you wanted to be a pirate! Pirates have no
shame!"
I thought about this for a minute, and decided to sing. It was actually
quite fun, the crew seemed to like it. We danced and sang until the early
morning hours. "You know what Jack", I said, slurring my words. I was quite
drunk. "I like your hat." I quirked my head. "Hats like that come up once in
a lifetime. I 'ad a hat once. It was big wiv' a feather on the top." I
swayed, but stayed up.
"A feather eh? Will had a hat wiv' a feather on top. I liked it, but this
hat's much better."
"I 'ave to meet Will sometime. And 'is hat, I'll 'ave to meet tha'
sometime, too.", and with that, I swayed and collapsed on the table.
~~~*~~~
I awoke in a puddle of drool, hopefully mine. I looked around the room,
there wasn't anyone there. I stood up, and immediately regretted it. I had
an awful headache, and almost fell down. I sat down for a moment, trying to
collect myself. I couldn't let Jack see me like this! He couldn't know that
I got sick just because of four or five rums... or was it six? Or seven? I
had lost track. I tried to clean myself up, but gave up.
I walked up the steps and emerged on top of the deck. It seemed to be
around noon. I ran over to Ana-Maria, the only other woman on the ship. "Why
didn' anyone wake me?"
"Jack told us to leave ye alone, so we did."
I knitted my eyebrows, annoyed. I walked up to where Jack was leaning on
the helm, in a sort of trance, his eyelids half closed. "Jack!" he jerked
out of his trance. " Why didn't you let anyone wake me? Jus' 'cause
we're..." I trailed off, not wanting the other members of the crew to know
we were lovers.
"Sorry, luv, I didn't know it would bother yeh. I jus' thought tha' yeh
deserved a break, you did drink a lot las' nigh'."
"I can 'old my liquor jus' fine, thank yeh." I shifted guiltily, the
headache and nausea still making me sick. "An' next time, I'd like to be
treated like one of the crew, I want no special attention."
"Well don't worry yer pretty lil' face, Tha' won't be happenin' again."
"Good." I started down to the main deck.
"Wait, Ameil!" I turned around. "I forgot ter tell ye, we're sailing to
Singapore. We're stopping in Yerails first, ter pick up supplies."
~~~*~~~
like ending with cliff hangers, it's fun *evil laugh*. Thanks to all my
reviewers! You guys are great! *Waves miniature pirate flags* Enjoy!
Chapter 3
"Jack!" He stood very close to me. He looked more handsome than ever, the
midnight wind blowing in his hair. A strange look was in his eyes, it seemed
soft.
He touched my cheek, "But it pales beside the beauty before me." He tilted
my head towards his and kissed me.
I looked at him, confused, "I don't understand. You've never shown any
interest in me before."
"I just wanted to wait for the opportune moment, luv.", he replied, smiling
warmly.
I smiled, and it suddenly occurred to me how much he was to me, this
strange rogue I met in a bar. I returned his kiss.
"Would yeh like to come down to Jack's room an-"
"No, Jack," I interrupted, "I don't think it's the opportune moment." I
smiled, gave him a quick kiss and descended to my cabin.
~~~*~~~
"A pirate's life for me!", sang the crew. It was the second year
anniversary of Jack re-claiming the Pearl, and the crew was throwing a loud
and raucous party. Jack had told me the whole story behind it, and I was
quite impressed.
"They were actually skeletons?!", I asked Jack.
He nodded. "It was very interesting, actually. Rum?"
"Please." I took the rum and drank some. Jack, sitting across from me, was
drinking quite deeply.
Jack finished, sighing loudly. "Aaah. Tha's good rum, it's imported. . . .
I couldn't 'elp overhearing las' night, wha' was tha' song you were
singing?"
I blushed, remembering the previous night. "Um. . . it's jus' some pub song
I learned."
"I like it. You'll have to teach it ter me. On secon' thought, teach it to
all o' us." He then got up and led me to the dance floor. "Well, go on."
"Jack! I can't sing in front of everyone!"
"Oh, come on luv! I thought you wanted to be a pirate! Pirates have no
shame!"
I thought about this for a minute, and decided to sing. It was actually
quite fun, the crew seemed to like it. We danced and sang until the early
morning hours. "You know what Jack", I said, slurring my words. I was quite
drunk. "I like your hat." I quirked my head. "Hats like that come up once in
a lifetime. I 'ad a hat once. It was big wiv' a feather on the top." I
swayed, but stayed up.
"A feather eh? Will had a hat wiv' a feather on top. I liked it, but this
hat's much better."
"I 'ave to meet Will sometime. And 'is hat, I'll 'ave to meet tha'
sometime, too.", and with that, I swayed and collapsed on the table.
~~~*~~~
I awoke in a puddle of drool, hopefully mine. I looked around the room,
there wasn't anyone there. I stood up, and immediately regretted it. I had
an awful headache, and almost fell down. I sat down for a moment, trying to
collect myself. I couldn't let Jack see me like this! He couldn't know that
I got sick just because of four or five rums... or was it six? Or seven? I
had lost track. I tried to clean myself up, but gave up.
I walked up the steps and emerged on top of the deck. It seemed to be
around noon. I ran over to Ana-Maria, the only other woman on the ship. "Why
didn' anyone wake me?"
"Jack told us to leave ye alone, so we did."
I knitted my eyebrows, annoyed. I walked up to where Jack was leaning on
the helm, in a sort of trance, his eyelids half closed. "Jack!" he jerked
out of his trance. " Why didn't you let anyone wake me? Jus' 'cause
we're..." I trailed off, not wanting the other members of the crew to know
we were lovers.
"Sorry, luv, I didn't know it would bother yeh. I jus' thought tha' yeh
deserved a break, you did drink a lot las' nigh'."
"I can 'old my liquor jus' fine, thank yeh." I shifted guiltily, the
headache and nausea still making me sick. "An' next time, I'd like to be
treated like one of the crew, I want no special attention."
"Well don't worry yer pretty lil' face, Tha' won't be happenin' again."
"Good." I started down to the main deck.
"Wait, Ameil!" I turned around. "I forgot ter tell ye, we're sailing to
Singapore. We're stopping in Yerails first, ter pick up supplies."
~~~*~~~
