--Hello everyone! Please try not to be so harsh with me and this fic, it's
my first one so please please review and tell me if I need to correct
anything! I'll try to update every day or every few days. Oh, one more
thing, sorry if my English isn't that good, I'm Canadian yes but I've lived
almost all my life in south America... it's really not that bad but with
slight imperfections at some points--
By the way: '........' for thinking
"......." for talking
-Chapter 6-
"Oh that was a good one Beth; though it wasn't good enough as I didn't fall for it!" she laughed.
Beth gave an exasperated sigh "Just tell me sumthin'; why would I 'ave carried yeh all the way up 'ere, nearly croakin' in the process, cared ta make yeh react, even splashing water all over yer face, just ta make it all a lark?!" she finished breathless.
Sharlene thought about this for a moment and resolved that Beth was actually saying the truth.
"Fine I believe you Beth. But why does this chap want me at his pub again?" "'cause 'e wants yeh ta sing fer 'ntertanement lass!" she nearly yelled "do we need to gab 'bout it all nigh'?!"
Sharlene let out a soft giggle and Beth scowled at her. "Sorry Beth. When will I be starting this new job of mine?" "Tomorrow night" "Oh that's great! I just love singing..." she trailed off, then seemed to realise something and looked desperately at Beth "But I'm an extremely shy person Beth! How will I be able to cope with it in front of such an enormous quantity of drunk, spoiled pirates?!"
"Oh they'll 'ardly even notice yeh pet, trust me, yeh'll do just fine" Beth said assuringly. "Yeah well maybe you're right..." -she sighed- "hope no one laughs at me" putting her head down.
Beth softly tilted it upwards and looked her in the eye "No one will laugh at yeh Lene, yeh 'ave a beautiful voice an' quite a calm but dangerous temper as well" she said as a small smirk appeared on her face "They won't even dare ter snigger at yeh". Sharlene gave her a thankful smile and was left alone. She was indeed tired and had a pounding head ache thanks to all the alcohol she had taken in. She slowly undressed and got ready for bed. The moment she hit the pillow she was off to sleep.
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The time for leaving to her new job arrived at last. She was extremely nervous and quite terrified as well. 'Everything will be just fine' she kept saying to herself while she walked towards the nearing pub 'just relax'.
She reached the pub's entrance which read "The Strain". 'hmm...'. She turned the door handle, entered and gasped.
Sharlene was breathless, how could she have missed such wonder among calamity?! It was quite a luxurious joint, it wasn't too crowded, and she realised that the people there were surprisingly the same type that went to "The drunken maiden".
It was lit by candles everywhere, a soft music played by a pianist at the corner of the place, all walls were painted crimson red, decorated with pictures of musical instruments, a nearly flawless wooden floor, a small stage at the back facing the whole hangout and she was mostly taken aback by it's cleanness.
She slowly glided through the pub and reached the bar. There she saw the man who had spoken to Beth last night and went straight to talk to him.
"Hello sir" she said shyly
The man turned around and smiled.
"Yer finally 'ere lass" he said "fer a moment there i thought yeh 'ad refused ter work fer me! Oh, almost fergot!, me name's 'arold Jurlass".
"Well to be honest with you, Mr. Jurlass"- "'all me 'arold lass"
"Alright, Harold, at first i thought it was some joke Beth was playing on me" she laughed "but i just couldn't refuse as my love for singing got the better of me".
"Good" the man chuckled slightly "alrigh' then, 'ere's what yer 'uppose to be doin'" and led her to the nearest table and sat down.
"I'll just give yeh a couple of songs each night fer yeh ta sing" he explained "yeh'll be paid a galleon a week"-he paused- "yeh're followin' lass?"
"Yes yes, is there anything else i should know?" she asked
"Nope, that's 'bout it. 'tis simple and easy, I'm sure yeh'll get along beautifully" he added with a sly smile. "Ahh.. thanks" she laughed nervously" and when will i be singing?"
"Er... right now" he said
Sharlene gulped and her stomach tightened.
"O-okay" she said with a wobbly smile "but sir, i wouldn't probably know the songs you're giving me today, how could i possibly sing them if i don't know the words?"
The man looked thoughtful for a moment but then smiled and said "Well yeh'll just have ter sing a few of yer own songs fer t'night".
He then sat up and walked back to the bar. "I'll be callin' yeh when we reach yer turn, 'kay?" he yelled.
"'kay!" she yelled back.
She remained sited a few minutes to think about the songs she would be singing.
'Maybe i should just sing any two song from my time' she inwardly said 'maybe a couple from Michelle Branch's new album should do the trick... perhaps Find my way back and Tuesday Morning...'.
She wasn't paying much attention to the environment, so she didn't hear her new boss's exasperated shout.
''come on lass!" he came up to her "don't make me do this 'very time yer goin' ta be singing!"
Sharlene nodded and apologised
"I'm so sorry, it won't happen again"
"Good, now get up; 'tis yer opportunity ter show off" he said with a wink.
She got up and walked rather clumsily towards the stage, she went around it, went up two or three steps and got in the centre of it.
'Oh this is just great' she complained 'no microphone!'
The room quieted for her to begin.
'Hmm.. Beth was fucking lying when she said the men here would hardly notice me!' she screamed to herself 'damn you woman!'
She calmed down and looked at the man on the piano who had said that she should start without any music at first, and that he would follow after when he would be sure of the tune and melody of the song.
"Um... I- I will be singing a song called "Find my way back"" she shyly announced Everyone just stared blankly at her. She breathed heavily, cleared her throat and begun to sing
"I used to get away with so much
Now i can't get away
I even thought that it was simple
To say the things i wanted to say
And you told me, everything i wanted to hear
And you sold me, now i don't know how i should feel
I should know me
And baby, you would think i knew better, oh oh oh yeah
I'm finding my way back to you And everything i used to be
And waiting is all that i can do
Until you find your way back to me......"
And the song kept going now with the piano marvellously playing in tune with Sharlene.
When the song ended even Harold was clapping energetically with the rest of the people in the pub; she let out a heavy sigh and gave everyone a thankful smile.
Sharlene sang her other song ("Tuesday Morning") as beautifully as the one before and the crowd cheered even louder, she didn't know she had such an effect on people because of her singing.
She bowed and left the stage; people still smiling and cheering at her while she passed them.
"Wonderful!" came a happy voice from behind.
Sharlene turned around and flashed Harold a wide smile.
"Thanks Harold, i had no idea it would be so nice and relaxing to sing up there!" she beamed "and everyone actually liked it!".
"'course they did pet!" he said "told yeh, ye have a unique voice there lass" he smiled "that song of yers was pretty 'ice..." he trailed off thoughtfully and then said" why don' ye sing yer own songs 'stead of mine?"
Sharlene enthusiastically agreed and stayed at the pub a couple of minutes more when she had to excuse herself because it was getting to late and she had to return to "The drunken maiden".
And so she left.
--Well, hope you're liking it so far, the so expected someone will appear in the next chap! Please REVIEW!!--
By the way: '........' for thinking
"......." for talking
-Chapter 6-
"Oh that was a good one Beth; though it wasn't good enough as I didn't fall for it!" she laughed.
Beth gave an exasperated sigh "Just tell me sumthin'; why would I 'ave carried yeh all the way up 'ere, nearly croakin' in the process, cared ta make yeh react, even splashing water all over yer face, just ta make it all a lark?!" she finished breathless.
Sharlene thought about this for a moment and resolved that Beth was actually saying the truth.
"Fine I believe you Beth. But why does this chap want me at his pub again?" "'cause 'e wants yeh ta sing fer 'ntertanement lass!" she nearly yelled "do we need to gab 'bout it all nigh'?!"
Sharlene let out a soft giggle and Beth scowled at her. "Sorry Beth. When will I be starting this new job of mine?" "Tomorrow night" "Oh that's great! I just love singing..." she trailed off, then seemed to realise something and looked desperately at Beth "But I'm an extremely shy person Beth! How will I be able to cope with it in front of such an enormous quantity of drunk, spoiled pirates?!"
"Oh they'll 'ardly even notice yeh pet, trust me, yeh'll do just fine" Beth said assuringly. "Yeah well maybe you're right..." -she sighed- "hope no one laughs at me" putting her head down.
Beth softly tilted it upwards and looked her in the eye "No one will laugh at yeh Lene, yeh 'ave a beautiful voice an' quite a calm but dangerous temper as well" she said as a small smirk appeared on her face "They won't even dare ter snigger at yeh". Sharlene gave her a thankful smile and was left alone. She was indeed tired and had a pounding head ache thanks to all the alcohol she had taken in. She slowly undressed and got ready for bed. The moment she hit the pillow she was off to sleep.
************************
The time for leaving to her new job arrived at last. She was extremely nervous and quite terrified as well. 'Everything will be just fine' she kept saying to herself while she walked towards the nearing pub 'just relax'.
She reached the pub's entrance which read "The Strain". 'hmm...'. She turned the door handle, entered and gasped.
Sharlene was breathless, how could she have missed such wonder among calamity?! It was quite a luxurious joint, it wasn't too crowded, and she realised that the people there were surprisingly the same type that went to "The drunken maiden".
It was lit by candles everywhere, a soft music played by a pianist at the corner of the place, all walls were painted crimson red, decorated with pictures of musical instruments, a nearly flawless wooden floor, a small stage at the back facing the whole hangout and she was mostly taken aback by it's cleanness.
She slowly glided through the pub and reached the bar. There she saw the man who had spoken to Beth last night and went straight to talk to him.
"Hello sir" she said shyly
The man turned around and smiled.
"Yer finally 'ere lass" he said "fer a moment there i thought yeh 'ad refused ter work fer me! Oh, almost fergot!, me name's 'arold Jurlass".
"Well to be honest with you, Mr. Jurlass"- "'all me 'arold lass"
"Alright, Harold, at first i thought it was some joke Beth was playing on me" she laughed "but i just couldn't refuse as my love for singing got the better of me".
"Good" the man chuckled slightly "alrigh' then, 'ere's what yer 'uppose to be doin'" and led her to the nearest table and sat down.
"I'll just give yeh a couple of songs each night fer yeh ta sing" he explained "yeh'll be paid a galleon a week"-he paused- "yeh're followin' lass?"
"Yes yes, is there anything else i should know?" she asked
"Nope, that's 'bout it. 'tis simple and easy, I'm sure yeh'll get along beautifully" he added with a sly smile. "Ahh.. thanks" she laughed nervously" and when will i be singing?"
"Er... right now" he said
Sharlene gulped and her stomach tightened.
"O-okay" she said with a wobbly smile "but sir, i wouldn't probably know the songs you're giving me today, how could i possibly sing them if i don't know the words?"
The man looked thoughtful for a moment but then smiled and said "Well yeh'll just have ter sing a few of yer own songs fer t'night".
He then sat up and walked back to the bar. "I'll be callin' yeh when we reach yer turn, 'kay?" he yelled.
"'kay!" she yelled back.
She remained sited a few minutes to think about the songs she would be singing.
'Maybe i should just sing any two song from my time' she inwardly said 'maybe a couple from Michelle Branch's new album should do the trick... perhaps Find my way back and Tuesday Morning...'.
She wasn't paying much attention to the environment, so she didn't hear her new boss's exasperated shout.
''come on lass!" he came up to her "don't make me do this 'very time yer goin' ta be singing!"
Sharlene nodded and apologised
"I'm so sorry, it won't happen again"
"Good, now get up; 'tis yer opportunity ter show off" he said with a wink.
She got up and walked rather clumsily towards the stage, she went around it, went up two or three steps and got in the centre of it.
'Oh this is just great' she complained 'no microphone!'
The room quieted for her to begin.
'Hmm.. Beth was fucking lying when she said the men here would hardly notice me!' she screamed to herself 'damn you woman!'
She calmed down and looked at the man on the piano who had said that she should start without any music at first, and that he would follow after when he would be sure of the tune and melody of the song.
"Um... I- I will be singing a song called "Find my way back"" she shyly announced Everyone just stared blankly at her. She breathed heavily, cleared her throat and begun to sing
"I used to get away with so much
Now i can't get away
I even thought that it was simple
To say the things i wanted to say
And you told me, everything i wanted to hear
And you sold me, now i don't know how i should feel
I should know me
And baby, you would think i knew better, oh oh oh yeah
I'm finding my way back to you And everything i used to be
And waiting is all that i can do
Until you find your way back to me......"
And the song kept going now with the piano marvellously playing in tune with Sharlene.
When the song ended even Harold was clapping energetically with the rest of the people in the pub; she let out a heavy sigh and gave everyone a thankful smile.
Sharlene sang her other song ("Tuesday Morning") as beautifully as the one before and the crowd cheered even louder, she didn't know she had such an effect on people because of her singing.
She bowed and left the stage; people still smiling and cheering at her while she passed them.
"Wonderful!" came a happy voice from behind.
Sharlene turned around and flashed Harold a wide smile.
"Thanks Harold, i had no idea it would be so nice and relaxing to sing up there!" she beamed "and everyone actually liked it!".
"'course they did pet!" he said "told yeh, ye have a unique voice there lass" he smiled "that song of yers was pretty 'ice..." he trailed off thoughtfully and then said" why don' ye sing yer own songs 'stead of mine?"
Sharlene enthusiastically agreed and stayed at the pub a couple of minutes more when she had to excuse herself because it was getting to late and she had to return to "The drunken maiden".
And so she left.
--Well, hope you're liking it so far, the so expected someone will appear in the next chap! Please REVIEW!!--