Hi there, peoples! This is my story... I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean, Disney or nothing much. R&R, plz
Da Holz in da Caribbean!
I couldn't believe it! Well, I probably should, because I'm on the plane right now, on my way to the Caribbean! Actually, I should be there any minute now. I took my jacket off, as it wouldn't be necessary in the Caribbean's. As I took it off I instantly felt the dude from some distance eyeing me up.
I rolled my eyes and looked away. Not being a brag or anything, but I am pretty irresistible. Especially with my skimpy singlet (showing off my newly bought 'pink and white' bikini) and short-shorts.
Yup, I was all ready for the Caribbean, the sun, the water and everything else. I was so thrilled when my auntie had to give me her ticket when she broke her leg. I hurriedly got my luggage and walked out the small but nice looking airport. As I was walking to the beach I got reminded of one of my favorite movies… The pirates of the Caribbean!
I completely fell for that sexy Jack Sparrow…
Anyway when I arrived at the beach, I was totally taken aback by the number of people, the amazing weather and the sparkling water! Now I couldn't wait to see my own little hotel room.
Once I got there, I gasped. My own little hotel room was not little. It was huge. The bed was way bigger than the one in my room back home! The bathroom was probably the same size or bigger as the lounge back at my house!
I quickly slipped off into my bikini, wrapped a barely there skirt over the bottom, with a small, thin, see-through, black and pink jacket.
I grabbed a towel and put my flip-flops on and ran out the room towards the beach.
As I was running I tripped on a root of a big tree (And I was so sure it wasn't there!) and very embarrassingly fell flat on my face. I was relieved that my pink sunnies weren't broken…
"Are you okay?" A dude's voice asked from behind.
I got angry (at myself probably) and embarrassed. "Of course not, moro-" I flicked a glance over to the voice and checked him out. He was hot. "I meant, I think so…" I changed my voice into a sweet tone. "Ouch, I think I did something to my ankle!" I squealed over-reacting.
The dude looked concerned, and I recognized the shirt he was wearing. A lifeguard's uniform, or something… "I'll be right back with some ice, or something…" Then he rushed over to the first aid place.
I grinned as my plan worked. "Oww, my head…" I groaned, in reality. Then I guess I blacked out or something…
Sorry, this is a short chapter...