I hate English projects... Anyway here is chapter 4
Expect the unexpected.
"Tortuga." A man sitting alone in the shadows, ontop of a barrel said out loud, which caught everybody's attention. He saw the look on Nicola's face. "Ye must be wondering who I am..." He muttered, and Nicola thought he was very good guesser.
Nicola waited for a name or something but he didn't carry on. "Er... I've never been to Tortuga before." She said, sheepishly with nothing to say.
"Ye've never been out o' Port Royal either, Nicola." The man corrected her, with a grin. He was still sitting in his position.
"Who are you?" Nicola asked, wondering how he knew her name, or how she'd never been out of Port Royal. She thought if it was her uncle, Jack. But that man didn't have a black beard, in fact he didn't even have a beard.
The man just got up without a sound and pulled her to the side. "Look, Nicola. This aint the place fer ye! What in the world are ye doing 'ere?" He questioned, seriously.
Nicola recongnised the voice behind the pirate accent. "Mr... Appledorn?" She said, but doubted it. Her hates pirates...
"I always knew ye used yer head." The man, Mr Appledorn, ruffled Nicola's hair as he commented. "Now, come in ter the cabin and tell me all 'bout why yer on this ship." He confirmed.
Nicola ,now confused, just followed him silently to his room. She couldn't believe it. Her social studies teacher was a pirate!
"Now, exactly, what happeded?" Mr Appledorn asked, sitting on a chair while taking his hat off. Then he looked at Nicola's cheek. "An' I never saw no bruise on yer face this morning at school...." It looks pretty fresh." He said, half mumbling to himselp concerned.
Nicola touched the cheek where she thought the bruise might be. "I have a bruise?" She aske, feeling foolish. Well she didn't have time to look into a mirror.
Mr Appledorn narowed his eyes in suspicion. "Something bad happened, didn't it?" He sure was a good guesser. Nicola wouldn't have told anyone, but something in Mr Appledorn's voice made her burst out everything.
"... So me, mommy and Amy ran away from father, but I accidently got on the wrong boat." She finished, yawning slightly. "I was so tired..."
"It's called a ship, not a boat!" Mr Appledorn corrected her. "He hit ye? Yer father, James, James Norrington? Ye and yer mother?" He changed the subject without notice.
Nicola quietly nodded, clutching hard onto her bag full of her belongings, as she remembered the difference in Amy's eyes.
Mr Appledorn shook his head unappriciatingly. "And I thought commodores were totally opposite eter pirates..." He stated, still shaking his head.
That reminded Nicola. "And I thought you hated pirates," She remarked back. "But you are one!" She added, surprised again at the thought.
"Who said I was a pirate?" He quried jokingly. "Well, I'll have ter look after ye till the next ship back ter Port Royal." He told Nicola, with a tiny bit of annoyence.
But Nicola shook her head violently. "No, no way. I'm not going back to that place again." She frowned, thinking back to the fact that her father had hit her. "Anyway, I can stay in Tortuga." She said simply, putting her bag down again.
"What, and do ye mean I 'ave ter look after ye all me life?" Mr Appledorn summoned, half kidding and hlaf of fear. "Tortuga is a rough place, ye know that?" He asked, being a little serious again.
Nicola gave him a weak smirk. "I know, I know..." She answered. "And no, I'm not going to stay with you all my life either! I probably wont even stay in Tortuga all my life..." She affirmed, and smirked a little bit more.
Mr Appledorn nnarrowed his eyes again, only in concertration this time. "I know that smirk..." He thought a loud to himself. He studied Nicola's face a while then he chuckled when he got it. "Yer in the Sparrow generation aren't ye?" He asked, grinning at his 'smart' thinking. "Preferring ter Jack Sparrow?"
Nicola nodded, looking at the prate teacher in a weird way. "Yeah, and I might be able to see him in Tortuga too." She told him.
Mr Appledorn nodded as if agrreeing. "Yes... It's not very rare if ye find Jack on a island that is law-free and is full of drinks... A very high chance of bumping into him, 'specially in Tortuga." He explained. "Tortuga is like his second home! If he's not there, he'll probably be out in the ocean."
"So..." Nicola started, as she jumped up and down on the small bed. "How'd you become in uncle Jack's side? Did he just pick you off from the streets or what?" She questioned, cruios.
'Uncle Jack huh?' He thought to himself and grinned. Then he frowned as he went over those last few sentences again. "oi, who said I was in Jack's side?"
Nicola put up an eyebrow. "Well, just a guess... You seemed to know a lot about him." She suggested.
"I know him alright. He aint my mate, but ye could put us together in the category of... rivals" Mr Appledorn added, as if he was remembering old times.
Expect the unexpected.
"Tortuga." A man sitting alone in the shadows, ontop of a barrel said out loud, which caught everybody's attention. He saw the look on Nicola's face. "Ye must be wondering who I am..." He muttered, and Nicola thought he was very good guesser.
Nicola waited for a name or something but he didn't carry on. "Er... I've never been to Tortuga before." She said, sheepishly with nothing to say.
"Ye've never been out o' Port Royal either, Nicola." The man corrected her, with a grin. He was still sitting in his position.
"Who are you?" Nicola asked, wondering how he knew her name, or how she'd never been out of Port Royal. She thought if it was her uncle, Jack. But that man didn't have a black beard, in fact he didn't even have a beard.
The man just got up without a sound and pulled her to the side. "Look, Nicola. This aint the place fer ye! What in the world are ye doing 'ere?" He questioned, seriously.
Nicola recongnised the voice behind the pirate accent. "Mr... Appledorn?" She said, but doubted it. Her hates pirates...
"I always knew ye used yer head." The man, Mr Appledorn, ruffled Nicola's hair as he commented. "Now, come in ter the cabin and tell me all 'bout why yer on this ship." He confirmed.
Nicola ,now confused, just followed him silently to his room. She couldn't believe it. Her social studies teacher was a pirate!
"Now, exactly, what happeded?" Mr Appledorn asked, sitting on a chair while taking his hat off. Then he looked at Nicola's cheek. "An' I never saw no bruise on yer face this morning at school...." It looks pretty fresh." He said, half mumbling to himselp concerned.
Nicola touched the cheek where she thought the bruise might be. "I have a bruise?" She aske, feeling foolish. Well she didn't have time to look into a mirror.
Mr Appledorn narowed his eyes in suspicion. "Something bad happened, didn't it?" He sure was a good guesser. Nicola wouldn't have told anyone, but something in Mr Appledorn's voice made her burst out everything.
"... So me, mommy and Amy ran away from father, but I accidently got on the wrong boat." She finished, yawning slightly. "I was so tired..."
"It's called a ship, not a boat!" Mr Appledorn corrected her. "He hit ye? Yer father, James, James Norrington? Ye and yer mother?" He changed the subject without notice.
Nicola quietly nodded, clutching hard onto her bag full of her belongings, as she remembered the difference in Amy's eyes.
Mr Appledorn shook his head unappriciatingly. "And I thought commodores were totally opposite eter pirates..." He stated, still shaking his head.
That reminded Nicola. "And I thought you hated pirates," She remarked back. "But you are one!" She added, surprised again at the thought.
"Who said I was a pirate?" He quried jokingly. "Well, I'll have ter look after ye till the next ship back ter Port Royal." He told Nicola, with a tiny bit of annoyence.
But Nicola shook her head violently. "No, no way. I'm not going back to that place again." She frowned, thinking back to the fact that her father had hit her. "Anyway, I can stay in Tortuga." She said simply, putting her bag down again.
"What, and do ye mean I 'ave ter look after ye all me life?" Mr Appledorn summoned, half kidding and hlaf of fear. "Tortuga is a rough place, ye know that?" He asked, being a little serious again.
Nicola gave him a weak smirk. "I know, I know..." She answered. "And no, I'm not going to stay with you all my life either! I probably wont even stay in Tortuga all my life..." She affirmed, and smirked a little bit more.
Mr Appledorn nnarrowed his eyes again, only in concertration this time. "I know that smirk..." He thought a loud to himself. He studied Nicola's face a while then he chuckled when he got it. "Yer in the Sparrow generation aren't ye?" He asked, grinning at his 'smart' thinking. "Preferring ter Jack Sparrow?"
Nicola nodded, looking at the prate teacher in a weird way. "Yeah, and I might be able to see him in Tortuga too." She told him.
Mr Appledorn nodded as if agrreeing. "Yes... It's not very rare if ye find Jack on a island that is law-free and is full of drinks... A very high chance of bumping into him, 'specially in Tortuga." He explained. "Tortuga is like his second home! If he's not there, he'll probably be out in the ocean."
"So..." Nicola started, as she jumped up and down on the small bed. "How'd you become in uncle Jack's side? Did he just pick you off from the streets or what?" She questioned, cruios.
'Uncle Jack huh?' He thought to himself and grinned. Then he frowned as he went over those last few sentences again. "oi, who said I was in Jack's side?"
Nicola put up an eyebrow. "Well, just a guess... You seemed to know a lot about him." She suggested.
"I know him alright. He aint my mate, but ye could put us together in the category of... rivals" Mr Appledorn added, as if he was remembering old times.