Hmm alright then. This I thought up during French class today. I get bored easily. :D So yeah here it goes. If you think it's good please comment and if you don't then tell me what I should fix. Alright then? Good. Let's get started.
Disclaimer. I don't own anything blah blah blah you know the drill. If I did own anything…well then I'd be a happy little girl, wouldn't I? I do however own Abigail.
Abigail woke up to hear her mother yelling about something. Usually every morning was like this, her mother would yell so early in the morning that Abigail never really had to worry about being late for work. Abigail looked at the clock in her room. It was 7:14. She didn't have to be into work until 8. "I better get going." She thought. "If I'm late again I'll lose my job." Abigail went downstairs. Her mother glared at her. "You better hurry up and get ready. You'll be late for work. Get going you lazy wrench!" Abigail rolled her eyes. She believed her mother was truly mad. Just last week her mother cut her hair past her shoulders because Abigail had simply forgot to wash the floor. Abigail loved her long hair. She couldn't wait for it to grow back. Abigail went back to her room. She got a blood red skirt and a white top. She went into the washroom and washed up she looked at how short her hair was and sighed. "That mad woman." She mumbled. She quickly put her clothes on and hurried downstairs. She looked at the clock. 7:30. If her mother saw her she'd throw a fit so Abigail ran out the door.
Abigail walked through the streets of Tortuga. It was an alright place to live. Only thing she could really complain about were the drunken men. The streets weren't too crowded yet because it was early in the morning. Abigail walked into a bar called O'Henry's. The bar was named after her boss, James O'Henry. "Mornin' Mr. O'Henry! she called. "Ahhh Mornin' Miss Connel. Nice day isn't it?" "Yes it is Mr.O'Henry." Abigail looked around the bar. She saw a few regulars and a few men that she figured were staying in the port for a few days. She started cleaning the tables off. "God some people are pigs." She thought. The day passed and was pretty much uneventful. She walked out of the bar and started walking home. She looked up at the sky and the moon was out. She smiled. There was something about the night sky that she was drawn to and she couldn't figure out why. She was walking and looking up at the sky and she accidently walked into someone. "Watch where ye goin' lass!" The man's voice said. "Oh I'm sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going." Abigail looked at the man; he had a few things in his dark brown hair and dark eyes. He had tanned skin and a sword and pistol. "Aye not a problem love. Do ye have a name lass?" "Abigail, Abigail Connel." She put out her hand. "And your name would be?" He took her hand. "Captain Jack Sparrow." He said grinning. "Ah, well Captain Sparrow I best be going now, I don't want to get home to hear my mother going mad because I came home too late." Abigail turned around and headed home.
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Well yeah that's the first chapter. It probably sucks but this is my first story. Tell me if I should continue or not. :D