DISCLAIMER: I've already said this – no, I don't own LOTR, POTC or anything else that I've mentioned... but I do own Keikæ, Laila and Bex.
A/N: Phew – disclaimer over and done with.
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Chapter 2 - Sailing
We opened some bottles of rum after writing 'Black Pearl' in tip-ex on the side of the boat. Bex was drinking Coke. Laila was already 100% tipsy.
Laila: C'mon. Let's try the Vodka, it's home-brewed.
Ok, I admit. I was a little bit drunk at the time, too.
Keikæ: How do you home-brew vodka?
Laila: Secret! Ok, I used potatoes.
::Well... deeeer.::
Keikæ: That's going to be strong. Bex, drink with us!
Bex: Er... No. Oh, Ok, but first we need new years resolutions – bets. I say we have to act in a certain way, for a month!
I agreed loudly, not knowing or even thinking about what I was getting myself into. Bex cast an evil eye on Laila.
Bex: Right, Laila, you have to act like Elizabeth Swann! You know, all prissy and stuff with an English accent.
::That'll be difficult for an Australian.::
We were often teased; an Aussie (Laila), a Canadian (Bex) and a South African (me), living in a flat in the middle of London.
Laila: Fine. As you like singing so much Bex, the only thing you're allowed to say until February has to be in song lyrics.
Bex: Deal – now... Keikæ....
Bex whispered in Laila's ear, who giggled. I had a terrible feeling I knew what was coming.
Laila took on the Elizabeth Swann immediately.
Laila: Keikæ... we have decided for you to act like Captain Jack Sparrow from Pirates of the Caribbean.
::WHAT?::
Keikæ: That is so unfair – just because Jack and I share the same surname doesn't mean....
I looked at Laila and Bex. Bex, looking very much like Halle Berry with her short, dark hair and skin tone, was wearing a silver and grey off-the- shoulder pineapple top, a black polo neck over that, a tan fake-leather jacket, jeans and walking boots. Laila, who visited her friends in Australia every other holiday, had dark, shoulder-length hair, was wearing UFO's, a blue sports top, an old white school shirt – sleeves rolled up of course – a body warmer, a cap and waterproof ski boots.
::I wish my shoes were waterproof.::
I looked down at my shabby waterlogged trainers and the water in the bottom of the boat.
::Whatever – it's probably just... spilt drinks.::
I was also wearing a black, strappy top, a bandana, a white polo neck, black combats, a much-loved long black leather coat and my skull-and- crossed-swords pirate belt that I had won over the internet, that Laila had made me wear before we came down to the lake. I was getting the feeling they had planned this from the beginning. I sighed, knowing they wouldn't let me do anything else. There was no point in making an argument out of this. It's like making a mountain out of a molehill.
Keikæ: Alright, I'll do it.
And with that, Bex produced a dirty tricorn hat from the depths of her bag, and rammed it over my bandana.
Bex: Perfect. Just perfect.
I scowled.
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So... can you see where the story's going already? Please review – It's not illegal. Unlike what they're doing.
Please keep reading. I'll update soon – I promise.
Kess ;P