Disclaimer- Ooooo oooo I know how about we play a game???? It's a guessing game!!!!! Ok which one of these statements true?
A. I own Pirates of the Caribbean and all the characters and make billions of dollars.
B. A huge company owns potc and the money.
C. A hobo named Bob owns Pirates of the Caribbean and uses all the money to decorate his shopping cart.
D. The flying cows own ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Answer key
If you guessed…
A.- You have skipped over all the disclaimers!
B.- You are right. Unluckily.
C.- Ha ha ha!!! How could you possibly pick number C???? That's ridiculous!!! Bob doesn't put the money on a shopping cart; he puts it on his black plastic bag.
D. You're either Alyssa, me, or a crazy person!!! Wait actually the latter covers both of us…
Also I want to have a song for each chapter! Ok this chapter's theme song is: Little Things by Good Charlotte, you'll see why later in this chapter! Here is a link to listen to it- um I don't own that website or the song or anything I just found the website online…
Authors note- Whoa I'm sooooo sorry I haven't updated in such a long time!!!! Pirate!?! I actually have an excuse!!!! My computer broke down and we had to re-load everything on it!!!!!! Then my cousin came for a week and then another of my cousins came over after that. That's not all! Internet wasn't working for weeks! But alas not updating has made me feel the deepest guilt like a rain cloud always over my head its roaring thunder always a reminder of- ok ok I'll stop with the metaphors. Also the band Alyssa and I are in that was mentioned in chapter one has a new name. It used to be called Fire Ctz now it's Spontaneous Generation. Instead of drums I now play guitar and Alyssa plays guitar which is a problem because there is already a lead guitarist and there can't be more than two guitars in a band not counting bass guitar. Now we also need a bass guitarist a drummer and someone for lead vocals and I bet you really don't care about what I'm saying one bit do you??? You want to read the story don't you??? Ok fine, here it is.
(Also I've noticed Jack has been a little out of character, he's way too quiet. )
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Chapter 5- Chaos aka lunch
"Jack I'm sure you're going to love this next class!" I predicated.
"Oh of course love, just like I relished running until my legs felt like they were going to fall off, or being hugged to death, or having to answer questions about a damn cricket!" he said sarcastically, complete with his peculiar hand movements.
I just chuckled softly and as we made our way down the stairs. All of a sudden deafening noise filled our ears.
"Welcome to the Tortuga of middle school… lunch." I announced.
"THANK YOU GOD!!!!!!!!!!" Jack yelled. We all rushed into the cafeteria. Bad idea. Rushing isn't what you're supposed to in a place of that much chaos, going as slow as possible through the doors and looking as carefully as you can works, rushing simply does not. I ducked under a flying lunch tray, Alyssa jumped over a skate board which was rolling with a lot of momentum. Jack tripped over said skateboard and landed on top of a lunch aide's feet, the rest of her was under a table.
"Yep this is lots like Tortuga." Jack said with a huge grin.
"Git offa me." the lunch aide roared.
"Just wonderin' watcha doin' under there?" the pirate captain inquired once he was on his feet again. I knew perfectly well what the lunch aide was doing… hiding, as were the other lunch aides.
As we were walking to our table we were stopped by two kids who were boxing. They weren't fighting but actually just boxing.
"Lemme help." I heard Jack mutter under his breath. Before I knew it I saw Jack's hand connect with the bigger kid's face.
"Thanks!" the other boxer said appreciatively.
"No problem." Jack bowed.
"Hey, you can't do that! That was cheating!!!" a bystander screeched.
"Just 'cause you bet George would win doesn't mean you have to be a sore loser. I believe you owe me some money" a second bystander replied.
"I don't owe you a thing!" We left them quarreling and made our way to our table.
"Not you." Alexandra groaned.
"The one and only." I smirked. Did I mention that the people at our table didn't exactly appreciate us? Well it could be that I sort of made fun of their singing and was pretty much a nuisance as they put it. But I mean if you had them singing these old annoying classical songs every single day without a break you might be a little upset too.
"Hi guys! Oooo you brought that person that you always obsess about too! Cool!" Gabby said. Gabby was the only one that didn't mind us.
Alyssa rubbed her hands together and did a demented evil scientist walk. "BWA HA HA HA!!! BWA HA HA HA!!! He's all MINE!!!!!!!!!" she yelled. I coughed and gave her an incredulous look. "Ok he's yours too." she admitted.
"They called us up to go on the lunch line already! What are you doing here?" one of the girls at our table glared at us, "Idiots." she whispered.
Once we were on the lunch line I told Jack the lunch choices, "Ok we have deli, hot lunch, and pizza. For drinks there are the normal high fructose corn syrup flavored poisonous school drinks, Snapple, or my favorite; Slush Puppies!"
"What's a Slush Puppy?' Jack inquired.
"Only the greatest refreshment on earth!!!" Alyssa practically yelled. I'm not sure if I would go so far as to say that they were the best drink on earth but they were pretty good.
"Better 'an rum?" Jack asked.
"How should I know?" Alyssa said. Jack looked at her like she had just sprouted wings.
Jack ended up getting a deli sandwich , Alyssa got pizza and I got spaghetti. Jack went over to the disgusting school drinks and I saw him open his flask. I knew he was up to no good. I have no idea why I didn't stop him at the time but I didn't. I led Jack over to the slush puppy machine where Alyssa was already getting hers.
"I'll have cotton candy, Val what do you want?" Alyssa asked.
"A piña colada." I said.
"And you Jack?" Jack just stared at the long list of flavors.
I decided I should answer for him, "Maybe blue raspberry?" I suggested. Jack nodded.
Soon we finished lunch and were sitting around sipping our slush puppies .
"Ahhhh!!!!! My head!!!!!!!!" Jack moaned. Alyssa laughed neurotically. I was extremely confused but then I realized that Jack had never had slush puppies, ice cream, or anything frozen for that matter! Therefore never experienced brain freeze and suddenly I found this very funny too and started to laugh.
"Shut up we're gonna sing now!" One of the girls at our lunch table ordered. I groaned. A horrible sound emanated through the cafeteria as five girls started to sing.
"Now it's my turn to kindly ask you to shut up." I growled. Cool I could growl I didn't know that. The girls just sneered. It would be a waste of my time arguing with them so I just put in a CD I had burned which had a mix of rock bands including Good Charlotte, Blink 182, Hoobestank, Lost Prophets, Greenday, and a few others.
"What are you listening to?" one of the singers grabbed my CD player.
"Rock? Are you a punk?" she said with disgust.
I thought about this for a second and then answered. "I guess."
"PUNKS SUCK!" She screamed and then threw my CD across the cafeteria where it hit the wall and shattered into a million pieces. Suddenly the once noisy cafeteria was quiet. Then all hell broke loose. Preps and punks where at each others throats and goths and skaters helped their friends.
"That's interesting." was all Jack said as he dodged a flying pom-pom. For a reason unknown to me at the time the cafeteria became silent. I turned my head the other way. There was the reason standing in the doorway. The vice principal. The vice principal used to train with the Greenbay Packers he was huge and scary and he was walking towards me.
"Did you start this?" he asked glaring down at me.
I gulped. "Yes-no-sort of- um… no- uh…"
"Come with me." he said and the singers started laughing. "You too. The whole table." he ordered and they stopped laughing.
Soon we were in the vice principal's office. "Who started this?" the vice principal's cold glare stared at each of us in turn.
"They did." the group of snotty girls pointed at Alyssa, Jack and I.
"I didn't do anything! They're the ones that threw Val's CD at the wall." Alyssa answered.
"Um… well… uh they said they didn't like our singing." Samantha protested.
"I'm sorry but they're entitled to their own opinion. You may go now." he dismissed us. "Actually can the pirate wait." Jack walked towards the Vice Principal's desk and Alyssa and I hung out in the doorway.
"Mr. Sparrow do you know that someone spiked the fruit punch? I have a feeling I know who did it…" the vice principal said. Jack winced.
"Me? What makes you think that?" Jack answered innocently. The vice principal seemed to be considering what the pirate captain had said but then I saw Jack's flask was about to fall out of his binder, I caught it before it hit the ground and hoped Mr. vice principal/football player didn't see it.
"Since you're new I'll believe you but don't expect me to normally let you off this easy. Also we have a rule here; no garment may be worn on the head unless it is for religious purposes." he indicated towards Jacks bandana. Jack gulped.
"Um… it is a religious thingy. He's part of the…" I thought hard and the only thing I could think of was the music I had just listened to so I used band names, "The Charlotte-Hoobestank (cough) Green-Prophets-182-ism religion."
"Oh." The huge vice principal thought this over. "Sounds reasonable… now git outta my office!"
"Uh vice principle dude? Can I ask you something" Alyssa said, "Why did you let the girls that started the fight in the cafeteria leave without punishment?"
"Well isn't it obvious? Their parents have a lot of money I could get sued!" the huge ex-football player cowered. So much for fair.
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So did you like it???? Now do you see why that song made sense for this chapter? REVIEW!!! Please? Reviews make me happy and make me update faster!!! Remember that…
A. I own Pirates of the Caribbean and all the characters and make billions of dollars.
B. A huge company owns potc and the money.
C. A hobo named Bob owns Pirates of the Caribbean and uses all the money to decorate his shopping cart.
D. The flying cows own ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Answer key
If you guessed…
A.- You have skipped over all the disclaimers!
B.- You are right. Unluckily.
C.- Ha ha ha!!! How could you possibly pick number C???? That's ridiculous!!! Bob doesn't put the money on a shopping cart; he puts it on his black plastic bag.
D. You're either Alyssa, me, or a crazy person!!! Wait actually the latter covers both of us…
Also I want to have a song for each chapter! Ok this chapter's theme song is: Little Things by Good Charlotte, you'll see why later in this chapter! Here is a link to listen to it- um I don't own that website or the song or anything I just found the website online…
Authors note- Whoa I'm sooooo sorry I haven't updated in such a long time!!!! Pirate!?! I actually have an excuse!!!! My computer broke down and we had to re-load everything on it!!!!!! Then my cousin came for a week and then another of my cousins came over after that. That's not all! Internet wasn't working for weeks! But alas not updating has made me feel the deepest guilt like a rain cloud always over my head its roaring thunder always a reminder of- ok ok I'll stop with the metaphors. Also the band Alyssa and I are in that was mentioned in chapter one has a new name. It used to be called Fire Ctz now it's Spontaneous Generation. Instead of drums I now play guitar and Alyssa plays guitar which is a problem because there is already a lead guitarist and there can't be more than two guitars in a band not counting bass guitar. Now we also need a bass guitarist a drummer and someone for lead vocals and I bet you really don't care about what I'm saying one bit do you??? You want to read the story don't you??? Ok fine, here it is.
(Also I've noticed Jack has been a little out of character, he's way too quiet. )
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Chapter 5- Chaos aka lunch
"Jack I'm sure you're going to love this next class!" I predicated.
"Oh of course love, just like I relished running until my legs felt like they were going to fall off, or being hugged to death, or having to answer questions about a damn cricket!" he said sarcastically, complete with his peculiar hand movements.
I just chuckled softly and as we made our way down the stairs. All of a sudden deafening noise filled our ears.
"Welcome to the Tortuga of middle school… lunch." I announced.
"THANK YOU GOD!!!!!!!!!!" Jack yelled. We all rushed into the cafeteria. Bad idea. Rushing isn't what you're supposed to in a place of that much chaos, going as slow as possible through the doors and looking as carefully as you can works, rushing simply does not. I ducked under a flying lunch tray, Alyssa jumped over a skate board which was rolling with a lot of momentum. Jack tripped over said skateboard and landed on top of a lunch aide's feet, the rest of her was under a table.
"Yep this is lots like Tortuga." Jack said with a huge grin.
"Git offa me." the lunch aide roared.
"Just wonderin' watcha doin' under there?" the pirate captain inquired once he was on his feet again. I knew perfectly well what the lunch aide was doing… hiding, as were the other lunch aides.
As we were walking to our table we were stopped by two kids who were boxing. They weren't fighting but actually just boxing.
"Lemme help." I heard Jack mutter under his breath. Before I knew it I saw Jack's hand connect with the bigger kid's face.
"Thanks!" the other boxer said appreciatively.
"No problem." Jack bowed.
"Hey, you can't do that! That was cheating!!!" a bystander screeched.
"Just 'cause you bet George would win doesn't mean you have to be a sore loser. I believe you owe me some money" a second bystander replied.
"I don't owe you a thing!" We left them quarreling and made our way to our table.
"Not you." Alexandra groaned.
"The one and only." I smirked. Did I mention that the people at our table didn't exactly appreciate us? Well it could be that I sort of made fun of their singing and was pretty much a nuisance as they put it. But I mean if you had them singing these old annoying classical songs every single day without a break you might be a little upset too.
"Hi guys! Oooo you brought that person that you always obsess about too! Cool!" Gabby said. Gabby was the only one that didn't mind us.
Alyssa rubbed her hands together and did a demented evil scientist walk. "BWA HA HA HA!!! BWA HA HA HA!!! He's all MINE!!!!!!!!!" she yelled. I coughed and gave her an incredulous look. "Ok he's yours too." she admitted.
"They called us up to go on the lunch line already! What are you doing here?" one of the girls at our table glared at us, "Idiots." she whispered.
Once we were on the lunch line I told Jack the lunch choices, "Ok we have deli, hot lunch, and pizza. For drinks there are the normal high fructose corn syrup flavored poisonous school drinks, Snapple, or my favorite; Slush Puppies!"
"What's a Slush Puppy?' Jack inquired.
"Only the greatest refreshment on earth!!!" Alyssa practically yelled. I'm not sure if I would go so far as to say that they were the best drink on earth but they were pretty good.
"Better 'an rum?" Jack asked.
"How should I know?" Alyssa said. Jack looked at her like she had just sprouted wings.
Jack ended up getting a deli sandwich , Alyssa got pizza and I got spaghetti. Jack went over to the disgusting school drinks and I saw him open his flask. I knew he was up to no good. I have no idea why I didn't stop him at the time but I didn't. I led Jack over to the slush puppy machine where Alyssa was already getting hers.
"I'll have cotton candy, Val what do you want?" Alyssa asked.
"A piña colada." I said.
"And you Jack?" Jack just stared at the long list of flavors.
I decided I should answer for him, "Maybe blue raspberry?" I suggested. Jack nodded.
Soon we finished lunch and were sitting around sipping our slush puppies .
"Ahhhh!!!!! My head!!!!!!!!" Jack moaned. Alyssa laughed neurotically. I was extremely confused but then I realized that Jack had never had slush puppies, ice cream, or anything frozen for that matter! Therefore never experienced brain freeze and suddenly I found this very funny too and started to laugh.
"Shut up we're gonna sing now!" One of the girls at our lunch table ordered. I groaned. A horrible sound emanated through the cafeteria as five girls started to sing.
"Now it's my turn to kindly ask you to shut up." I growled. Cool I could growl I didn't know that. The girls just sneered. It would be a waste of my time arguing with them so I just put in a CD I had burned which had a mix of rock bands including Good Charlotte, Blink 182, Hoobestank, Lost Prophets, Greenday, and a few others.
"What are you listening to?" one of the singers grabbed my CD player.
"Rock? Are you a punk?" she said with disgust.
I thought about this for a second and then answered. "I guess."
"PUNKS SUCK!" She screamed and then threw my CD across the cafeteria where it hit the wall and shattered into a million pieces. Suddenly the once noisy cafeteria was quiet. Then all hell broke loose. Preps and punks where at each others throats and goths and skaters helped their friends.
"That's interesting." was all Jack said as he dodged a flying pom-pom. For a reason unknown to me at the time the cafeteria became silent. I turned my head the other way. There was the reason standing in the doorway. The vice principal. The vice principal used to train with the Greenbay Packers he was huge and scary and he was walking towards me.
"Did you start this?" he asked glaring down at me.
I gulped. "Yes-no-sort of- um… no- uh…"
"Come with me." he said and the singers started laughing. "You too. The whole table." he ordered and they stopped laughing.
Soon we were in the vice principal's office. "Who started this?" the vice principal's cold glare stared at each of us in turn.
"They did." the group of snotty girls pointed at Alyssa, Jack and I.
"I didn't do anything! They're the ones that threw Val's CD at the wall." Alyssa answered.
"Um… well… uh they said they didn't like our singing." Samantha protested.
"I'm sorry but they're entitled to their own opinion. You may go now." he dismissed us. "Actually can the pirate wait." Jack walked towards the Vice Principal's desk and Alyssa and I hung out in the doorway.
"Mr. Sparrow do you know that someone spiked the fruit punch? I have a feeling I know who did it…" the vice principal said. Jack winced.
"Me? What makes you think that?" Jack answered innocently. The vice principal seemed to be considering what the pirate captain had said but then I saw Jack's flask was about to fall out of his binder, I caught it before it hit the ground and hoped Mr. vice principal/football player didn't see it.
"Since you're new I'll believe you but don't expect me to normally let you off this easy. Also we have a rule here; no garment may be worn on the head unless it is for religious purposes." he indicated towards Jacks bandana. Jack gulped.
"Um… it is a religious thingy. He's part of the…" I thought hard and the only thing I could think of was the music I had just listened to so I used band names, "The Charlotte-Hoobestank (cough) Green-Prophets-182-ism religion."
"Oh." The huge vice principal thought this over. "Sounds reasonable… now git outta my office!"
"Uh vice principle dude? Can I ask you something" Alyssa said, "Why did you let the girls that started the fight in the cafeteria leave without punishment?"
"Well isn't it obvious? Their parents have a lot of money I could get sued!" the huge ex-football player cowered. So much for fair.
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So did you like it???? Now do you see why that song made sense for this chapter? REVIEW!!! Please? Reviews make me happy and make me update faster!!! Remember that…