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Diary of Jess.
Im in the horrific town Jack calls the eight wonder of the world. Its awful. The stench of beer suffocates you. Women flounce around the town, barely wearing underwear. Bars crowded what i would call the 'homely' part of the town, and drunkards lay on the ground, nearly making a carpet.
I wondered into the nearest bar, holding my nose, turning my face up at the donkey sitting at the door. I walked to the grubby old man sitting behind the counter and asked for a glass of water.
"What did ya say lass?" he shouted over the music.
"A glass of water!" I screeched back.
He gave me it. I took one look at the glass and left it. I sat for several minutes, jus looking at the wall behind the bar.
"So whats your business here lass?" He said, looking deep into my eyes, like he recognised something.
"I'm here to get a ship and find my dad."I whispered.
He burst into laughter. He started slamming the table, which was attracting attention, so i grabbed his hand and put a finger to his mouth. He was still laughing, but t he calmed himself down.
"You're too young to commendeer a ship!" he sputtered. I gave him a look of disgrace before spitting, "Its not the age of someone that matters, its the strength and determination of someone that really counts!"
He looked at me strangely before his eyes went wide with shock. "Who is your father?" he spoke so quietly i could barely hear. "William turner. The pirate." I spoke with such bravery, when my heart was beating slowly with fear.
"I knew it. I just knew it. You look like him and speak like him." he chuckled, and then said looking at my confused face, "I helped him get a crew to help your mam back in the days." I looked at him with amazement. How come dad didn't tell me this before? Since when did mum become a damsel in distress?! I chose to ignore it for the time being. "Could you do the same with me? Could you get me a crew? I need to get to....em...an island!" I shouted, but quietened down as a woman walked by. "Aye i could get you one, but i would be hard to get a full crew for some one who looks so young- no offence to you of course." He said, thoughtfully. "Say its for your boat, i mean everyone must respect you for giving them all this." I said, waving my hand over the room. "Say its for you and 'll tell you where to go and what to do." He looked at me with such respect that i believed he actually thought i was a something of my father. "You've got your fathers wit and talent, no doubt but you're mothers looks. A perfect combination."
I chose to ignore that aswell. I still had something to make of myself here.
"Right i need a full crew and boat by midday tomorow. We are sailing in what we have and who we have. You will be accompanying me as Captain ......?" I yelled.
"Call me Bill, lass." He replied.
"Cap'n Bill it is then." I nodded. I got up, and started walking toward the door. I turned back.
"And thats final."
AND CUT! whadda u think then? PLEZ PLEZ READ AND REVIEW IT!!!!!!!
Diary of Jess.
Im in the horrific town Jack calls the eight wonder of the world. Its awful. The stench of beer suffocates you. Women flounce around the town, barely wearing underwear. Bars crowded what i would call the 'homely' part of the town, and drunkards lay on the ground, nearly making a carpet.
I wondered into the nearest bar, holding my nose, turning my face up at the donkey sitting at the door. I walked to the grubby old man sitting behind the counter and asked for a glass of water.
"What did ya say lass?" he shouted over the music.
"A glass of water!" I screeched back.
He gave me it. I took one look at the glass and left it. I sat for several minutes, jus looking at the wall behind the bar.
"So whats your business here lass?" He said, looking deep into my eyes, like he recognised something.
"I'm here to get a ship and find my dad."I whispered.
He burst into laughter. He started slamming the table, which was attracting attention, so i grabbed his hand and put a finger to his mouth. He was still laughing, but t he calmed himself down.
"You're too young to commendeer a ship!" he sputtered. I gave him a look of disgrace before spitting, "Its not the age of someone that matters, its the strength and determination of someone that really counts!"
He looked at me strangely before his eyes went wide with shock. "Who is your father?" he spoke so quietly i could barely hear. "William turner. The pirate." I spoke with such bravery, when my heart was beating slowly with fear.
"I knew it. I just knew it. You look like him and speak like him." he chuckled, and then said looking at my confused face, "I helped him get a crew to help your mam back in the days." I looked at him with amazement. How come dad didn't tell me this before? Since when did mum become a damsel in distress?! I chose to ignore it for the time being. "Could you do the same with me? Could you get me a crew? I need to get to....em...an island!" I shouted, but quietened down as a woman walked by. "Aye i could get you one, but i would be hard to get a full crew for some one who looks so young- no offence to you of course." He said, thoughtfully. "Say its for your boat, i mean everyone must respect you for giving them all this." I said, waving my hand over the room. "Say its for you and 'll tell you where to go and what to do." He looked at me with such respect that i believed he actually thought i was a something of my father. "You've got your fathers wit and talent, no doubt but you're mothers looks. A perfect combination."
I chose to ignore that aswell. I still had something to make of myself here.
"Right i need a full crew and boat by midday tomorow. We are sailing in what we have and who we have. You will be accompanying me as Captain ......?" I yelled.
"Call me Bill, lass." He replied.
"Cap'n Bill it is then." I nodded. I got up, and started walking toward the door. I turned back.
"And thats final."
AND CUT! whadda u think then? PLEZ PLEZ READ AND REVIEW IT!!!!!!!