Jack's Love: Okay, third chapter's up. I'm sorry I couldn't post it
sooner, but I was playin' around in gym and someone kicked my right thumb.
Well, I thought it was funny too until I saw literally half my finger nail
hangin' off and bleeding all over the gym floor, so it hurts to type. On
that happy note..... let's move on!!!!
Jack Sparrow: Yes, let's move on, mate.
Jack's Love: Ya' know you don't have to repeat everything I say, Jack...
Jack Sparrow: I'm only tryin' to help yer story tellin'!!!!
Jack's Love: *whispers to crowd* He's so cute when he's annoyed. *clears
throat* Moving on....
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Chapter 3: The Future
Jack's heart skipped a beat. He looked around the room frantically,
trying to figure out where he was.
His heart started to race in panic. He drew his sword, just in case
someone was tricking him. Jack heard a muffled sound, like a door slam.
He crept towards the door, cautiously.
The door flew open to reveal a beautiful girl with long blonde hair
and ice blue eyes. Suddenly noticing Jack standing there, she dropped her
backpack she was carrying and kicked the blade out of his hands. It flew
up in the air and the young girl caught it. She held it to Jack's throat.
" What the hell are you doing in my house?" the girl asked harshley.
She narrowed her blue eyes.
"Look love, I don't know where I am either. I jumped outta me berth
and here I was," Jack explained with his hands raised. He looked her in
the eyes. He could tell in her eyes that she had a very wild spirit.
Jack smiled at this thought.
"What are you smiling at?" the girl asked pressing the sword against
his neck.
Jack was about to reply, but he starting frowning for her comfort.
He put his hand on the sword to keep pressure off his neck. "Like I said,
love I don't know where I am."
The girl pulled back the sword from Jack's grip and put it back
against his neck," So, I assume since you don't know where you are," she
paused. "I think you're a drunken bum. I don't think guy bum's, at least,
need their groin," she stated as she smiled a white smile.
Jack's eyes widened in shock," W-w-wait love! I'm completely not from
here. My name is Captain Jack Sparrow of the Black Pearl and I don't
think any man should be without their goods, if ya' ask me, love." He
paused waiting for a reply from the girl.
The girl looked at her desktop picture on her laptop which laid on a
desk behind Jack. It was a picture of Jack Sparrow from Pirates of the
Caribbean. Her blue eyes went wide in amazement.
"Oh my God," she whispered. She lowered the sword, not taking her
eyes off the desktop picture.
Jack's frowning expression turned to confusion. He looked behind
him to see what she was amazed about. Jack saw the exact picture of him
on the device's screen.
"Bloody 'ell! That's me!" Jack yelled in excitement and slight
confusion. "How did ya' get get , love?" Jack asked, still staring at the
computer.
The girl dropped the sword. "You're Captain Jack Sparrow. Oh my God.
You're from the past," she said pointing out obvious facts of the
strange situation. Still shocked, she sat on her bed.
Jack turned around to the girl. So she does know who I am, he
thought. Might as well get to know her. Jack walked over to the large bed
and sat down next to her. Jack noticed that she seemed to be in a trance
of some sort. She didn't move except to move hair out of her face. Her
hair, he thought, it never ends. It trailed on to the bed revealing split
ends.
"What's your name, love?" Jack asked softly, using the friendliest
tone he could find.
"Oh," she snapped out of her temporary trance. "My name is Jayne
Smith. You can call me Jayne and not love, Jack," she continued. Jayne
looked in his dark brown eyes. Her look was a if-you-touch-me-I'll-kill-
you warning kind of look.
Jack looked away from her warning gaze. I almost had her... he
thought, disappointed. He looked around the room for something to do.
Noticing Jack's look of curiosity, Jayne smiled a warm smile. "You
can wonder around, Jack. I don't mind. Just leave my dressers alone,"
Jayne said patting his back.
"Oh, and Jack?" Jayne called out as Jack stood up. She reached for
his shirt which lay on the bed. " Put on a shirt," she laughed, throwing
the shirt to him.
Jack smirked and caught the shirt. Walking around the room trying to
find something that interested him, he buttoned the worn out shirt up. He
saw an alarm clock on Jayne's night stand. In skepticism, Jack touched
one of the buttons atop of the device. It went off, blaring with sound.
Jack covered his ears in shock of the loud noise. Startled, Jayne
ran around her bed and shut the alarm off. "Don't touch anything," she
warned as she pointed at him harshly.
" What was that?" Jack asked with his brown eyes wide.
"Magic," Jayne responded as she grabbed her backpack off the ground.
She dragged the heavy pack over to the computer and set it on the gray
rolling chair. ( I just noticed my keyboard was really dirty. Sorry). She
thought she heard something from downstairs. Jayne listened more.
Nothing. Phew, I thought my dad was home, she thought, taking a sigh of
relief.
Then Jack and Jayne heard a muffled voice say," Jayne sweetie, you
home?"
" Oh, shit! That's my dad!" Jayne whispered. She ran over to Jack and
threw him on the opposite side of the bed from the door. Move like
lightning, she grabbed the comforter off her bed, laid on top of Jack,
and covered both them. The door opened softly,"Jayne, you in here?" her
father asked.
Thoroughly enjoying this event, Jack looked down. He could see clearly
down her black tang-top. He smiled in pleasure and kept looking. He
noticed that she smelt heavily of rose oil and strawberries, for some
reason.
Jayne's father finally left the room and shut the door. Jayne took
the blanket of them and stood up, helping Jack as well.
"That was hell," Jayne said putting her palm on her forehead. She
looked up at Jack who was actuaaly standing quite close to her.
"Well, love, I think the view was spectacular," Jack added looking
down at Jayne, in a way at least.
Confused, Jayne noticed that Jack wasn't looking directly in her
eyes. She looked down realizing Jack had a perfect view of her cleavage
and a good portion of her lacy, black bra.
Jayne looked up furious (and secretly flattered) and slapped him hard
across the cheek. Jack's head flew to the side in pain. His mouth went
open in shock. Wow, I've never been slapped that hard, he thought, his
face burning in pain.
"Ugh, your such a perv!" she shouted. Her hand stung but she didn't
care much at all.
Jack's head turned back around. I'll just apologize so I don't get
that awful slap again, he thought generously. "I'm sorry, love, I was
gettin' too friendly when we don't even know each other that well," he
said with a soft voice and his accent so sweet sounding to Jayne's ears.
She smiled. "It's okay Jack, I understand," she said forgiving him for
his naughty behavior.
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Jack's Love: Okay, I made it and my thumb hurts like hell. *smiles to
please the crowd*
Jack Sparrow: Oh, love, I'll fix that for ya'. *pulls out bandages*
Jack's Love: Okay!*gives thumb to Jack* Anyway, I would like to thank
everybody for reviewing my story! Oh and DO NOT
FLAME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thank you!!!
TTFN~TM
Jack Sparrow: Yes, let's move on, mate.
Jack's Love: Ya' know you don't have to repeat everything I say, Jack...
Jack Sparrow: I'm only tryin' to help yer story tellin'!!!!
Jack's Love: *whispers to crowd* He's so cute when he's annoyed. *clears
throat* Moving on....
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*****
Chapter 3: The Future
Jack's heart skipped a beat. He looked around the room frantically,
trying to figure out where he was.
His heart started to race in panic. He drew his sword, just in case
someone was tricking him. Jack heard a muffled sound, like a door slam.
He crept towards the door, cautiously.
The door flew open to reveal a beautiful girl with long blonde hair
and ice blue eyes. Suddenly noticing Jack standing there, she dropped her
backpack she was carrying and kicked the blade out of his hands. It flew
up in the air and the young girl caught it. She held it to Jack's throat.
" What the hell are you doing in my house?" the girl asked harshley.
She narrowed her blue eyes.
"Look love, I don't know where I am either. I jumped outta me berth
and here I was," Jack explained with his hands raised. He looked her in
the eyes. He could tell in her eyes that she had a very wild spirit.
Jack smiled at this thought.
"What are you smiling at?" the girl asked pressing the sword against
his neck.
Jack was about to reply, but he starting frowning for her comfort.
He put his hand on the sword to keep pressure off his neck. "Like I said,
love I don't know where I am."
The girl pulled back the sword from Jack's grip and put it back
against his neck," So, I assume since you don't know where you are," she
paused. "I think you're a drunken bum. I don't think guy bum's, at least,
need their groin," she stated as she smiled a white smile.
Jack's eyes widened in shock," W-w-wait love! I'm completely not from
here. My name is Captain Jack Sparrow of the Black Pearl and I don't
think any man should be without their goods, if ya' ask me, love." He
paused waiting for a reply from the girl.
The girl looked at her desktop picture on her laptop which laid on a
desk behind Jack. It was a picture of Jack Sparrow from Pirates of the
Caribbean. Her blue eyes went wide in amazement.
"Oh my God," she whispered. She lowered the sword, not taking her
eyes off the desktop picture.
Jack's frowning expression turned to confusion. He looked behind
him to see what she was amazed about. Jack saw the exact picture of him
on the device's screen.
"Bloody 'ell! That's me!" Jack yelled in excitement and slight
confusion. "How did ya' get get , love?" Jack asked, still staring at the
computer.
The girl dropped the sword. "You're Captain Jack Sparrow. Oh my God.
You're from the past," she said pointing out obvious facts of the
strange situation. Still shocked, she sat on her bed.
Jack turned around to the girl. So she does know who I am, he
thought. Might as well get to know her. Jack walked over to the large bed
and sat down next to her. Jack noticed that she seemed to be in a trance
of some sort. She didn't move except to move hair out of her face. Her
hair, he thought, it never ends. It trailed on to the bed revealing split
ends.
"What's your name, love?" Jack asked softly, using the friendliest
tone he could find.
"Oh," she snapped out of her temporary trance. "My name is Jayne
Smith. You can call me Jayne and not love, Jack," she continued. Jayne
looked in his dark brown eyes. Her look was a if-you-touch-me-I'll-kill-
you warning kind of look.
Jack looked away from her warning gaze. I almost had her... he
thought, disappointed. He looked around the room for something to do.
Noticing Jack's look of curiosity, Jayne smiled a warm smile. "You
can wonder around, Jack. I don't mind. Just leave my dressers alone,"
Jayne said patting his back.
"Oh, and Jack?" Jayne called out as Jack stood up. She reached for
his shirt which lay on the bed. " Put on a shirt," she laughed, throwing
the shirt to him.
Jack smirked and caught the shirt. Walking around the room trying to
find something that interested him, he buttoned the worn out shirt up. He
saw an alarm clock on Jayne's night stand. In skepticism, Jack touched
one of the buttons atop of the device. It went off, blaring with sound.
Jack covered his ears in shock of the loud noise. Startled, Jayne
ran around her bed and shut the alarm off. "Don't touch anything," she
warned as she pointed at him harshly.
" What was that?" Jack asked with his brown eyes wide.
"Magic," Jayne responded as she grabbed her backpack off the ground.
She dragged the heavy pack over to the computer and set it on the gray
rolling chair. ( I just noticed my keyboard was really dirty. Sorry). She
thought she heard something from downstairs. Jayne listened more.
Nothing. Phew, I thought my dad was home, she thought, taking a sigh of
relief.
Then Jack and Jayne heard a muffled voice say," Jayne sweetie, you
home?"
" Oh, shit! That's my dad!" Jayne whispered. She ran over to Jack and
threw him on the opposite side of the bed from the door. Move like
lightning, she grabbed the comforter off her bed, laid on top of Jack,
and covered both them. The door opened softly,"Jayne, you in here?" her
father asked.
Thoroughly enjoying this event, Jack looked down. He could see clearly
down her black tang-top. He smiled in pleasure and kept looking. He
noticed that she smelt heavily of rose oil and strawberries, for some
reason.
Jayne's father finally left the room and shut the door. Jayne took
the blanket of them and stood up, helping Jack as well.
"That was hell," Jayne said putting her palm on her forehead. She
looked up at Jack who was actuaaly standing quite close to her.
"Well, love, I think the view was spectacular," Jack added looking
down at Jayne, in a way at least.
Confused, Jayne noticed that Jack wasn't looking directly in her
eyes. She looked down realizing Jack had a perfect view of her cleavage
and a good portion of her lacy, black bra.
Jayne looked up furious (and secretly flattered) and slapped him hard
across the cheek. Jack's head flew to the side in pain. His mouth went
open in shock. Wow, I've never been slapped that hard, he thought, his
face burning in pain.
"Ugh, your such a perv!" she shouted. Her hand stung but she didn't
care much at all.
Jack's head turned back around. I'll just apologize so I don't get
that awful slap again, he thought generously. "I'm sorry, love, I was
gettin' too friendly when we don't even know each other that well," he
said with a soft voice and his accent so sweet sounding to Jayne's ears.
She smiled. "It's okay Jack, I understand," she said forgiving him for
his naughty behavior.
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******
Jack's Love: Okay, I made it and my thumb hurts like hell. *smiles to
please the crowd*
Jack Sparrow: Oh, love, I'll fix that for ya'. *pulls out bandages*
Jack's Love: Okay!*gives thumb to Jack* Anyway, I would like to thank
everybody for reviewing my story! Oh and DO NOT
FLAME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thank you!!!
TTFN~TM