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A/N: Hey, look at that! I'm actually updating…ON TIME! Cue the dramatic music! So, this is the chapter that kinda follows the plot…yes, there is a plot…so, on to the story!
ESCAPE FROM REALITY
Chapter 9: Realizations and Jealousy
I woke up the next day with a horrible backache when I realized that this wasn't a dream and that I was trapped in the most sinful city in the 1700s (in the back of my mind, I had hoped that this was all just some crazy dream). I felt something warm beside me. There was a…drunk lying in my bed, sleeping. So, that was the funny, alcoholic smell. I jumped out of bed in pure horror and disgust, threw on my glasses, and rushed out of my room.
No, I had not had premarital sex. Remember, I fell right asleep after the parrying lessons. I would never do that.
So, anyway, I went down to the bar and got a drink of water and sat down on one of the stools after carefully brushing it off. Their stools were quite dirty. A few minutes later, Will came down, yawning and stretching. I was never so happy to see him.
I swiftly ran over and embraced him. "Will, I am so glad to see you!"
He looked down at me awkwardly and replied, "I…I am glad to see you too. Did you have a good time in the town?"
I let go of him. "No, it was horrible. I hate it here. I want to go home."
"We will be in Port Royal soon enough, Natalie. Then, we may be able to find a way to get you to your time. You don't need to worry." I was surprised that he was being so kind to me, since when we first met, he accused me of being a pirate and almost challenged me to duel.
I sighed, nodded, and wiped away a few tears. This was harder for me than it seemed. It hit me—right then and there—that I was risking everything…that I could die at any moment. There was so much that I hadn't done and said. And there was nothing I could do about it now.
Back in my house…My sister Julia ran downstairs to tell me to shut off the movie, or to at least let here watch it too. She laughed when she saw no one there and looked for me, thinking I was playing around. She didn't find me so she grabbed the movie case and had a sharp intake of breath when she saw the cover.
There I was, using my "you've-gotta-be-kidding-me" look and in the dress that Jack gave me. Julia cried inaudibly, "This is SO not fair!"
A/N: I felt like trying a new point of view. Tell me what you think. Trust me, I'm going to continue soon because I know this is extremely short. Do you think I should continue with…
a) Julia watching the movie with me now in it from 'Jack's Crew.'
OR
b) The way I've been writing it, with me telling my story with my thoughts and occasionally I'll go back to my house and see how my family and friends react to me being in MY (and only MY) copy of the movie.
Please tell me! You can just write a letter (such as A or B) and I'll be thankful! I need to know before I write the next chapter, so tell me ASAP!