Hey everybody,
Got bored, so I thought I might try this. Please review. Oh yeah,
Ogreatrandom: I admit it, it is similar to yours. I hope you don't mind, but I DID think about this idea and before I even went onto Fanfiction. But you wrote about it first, so if you don't want me to write it say the word and I'll delete it. Thanks.
SSM ;)
I sat on my bed, looking around and trying to find something to pummel. I was so mad. Let me ask you a question: Who in their right mind would let my older sister get away with threatening me with a knife? Let me tell you who: my own Mother. That's right. All I did was take her jacket to school with me. That's IT! And suddenly it's all, how dare you take that to school with you!
All right, maybe she HAD saved up for it for a while. (Fine, three months)
And yeah, maybe I did get some chocolate stains on it. I'm sure they'll wash out after a while though!
So I sat there, trying to cry so mum might give me a bit of sympathy. I closed my eyes and squeezed them tight, hoping to get a few tears out.
Then the most weirdest thing happened: There was a blinding flash of white.
No joke. I opened my eyes and there, in the middle of my room, was …
"Good Evening, Ladies and Gentlemen, and welcome to the WHEEL OF LESSONS! We are making a special appearance in little Miss Kelly McKathy's room! Tell us, Kelly, what did you do?"
I looked around me. A HUGE wheel, like the ones you see in game shows, was standing in the middle of my room! I stared at it. It was all different colours, and it looked like there was … no, that'd be stupid.
"Miss Kelly? You hoo… Kelly!" I looked around. I couldn't see where the unknown voice was coming from!
"Who – who's there?" I stammered, pulling my knees up to my chest and hugging them.
"Oh, sorry about that." Then, from behind the wheel, stepped out a teeny tiny little man. He wore a bright orange suit with a purple tie and green shoes. He looked a bit like Mr Shine, with his super-shiny head. He was completely bald – oh wait, I can just see one grey hair sticking out up the top. "As I was saying," He continued, carefully brushing off a speck of dust on his shoulder, "Tell the audience, what did you do?"
"I didn't –"
"I'll tell you what you did: You stole a priceless jacket that your sister saved up for, took it to school then ruined it! Then, when she got upset at you, you had the nerve to complain!"
An unseen group of people let out boos and catcalls. I sat up and crossed my arms.
"She threatened me with a knife – "
"You think that tiny thing was a knife?" The tiny bald man scoffed, and the invisible audience followed his lead.
"So audience: SHOULD SHE SPIN THE WHEEL?"
The unseen audience shouted out all at once. "YES!"
"THE WHEEL OF WHAT?"
"THE WHEEL OF LESSONS!"
I was seriously freaked out. I was seeing a genuine fashion victim who had this massive wheel, and I was hearing voices! I shuffled backwards and cowered with my pillows.
The audience was going crazy. "SPIN, SPIN, SPIN, SPIN, SPINNN!"
I couldn't control my body. It was moving all by itself. It was like I was watching the whole thing from above. My feet carried me forward, and my hands rested on the wheel. The audience was getting louder.
"SPIN SPIN SPIN SPIN SPIN –"
I stared at the wheel. My eyes widened in bewilderment: There where all names of movies! A Cinderella Story, Bend It Like Beckam, and Harry Potter… the list went on and on!
"SPIN-SPIN-SPIN-SPIN-SPIN!"
My hands pushed the wheel. I watched in horror as it spun. All of the colours where a blur. The audience went physio.
"SPINSPINSPINSPINSPIN!"
It was slowing down. The little bald man was jumping up and down, his one hair flapping.
It clicked over Legally blonde, and then over Lizzie McGuire Movie, then it landed on…
"PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN, CURSE OF THE BLACK PEARL!"
Then everything went black.
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"Ooh…" I opened my eyes and stared about. I was on a boat. A BOAT! And it was leaking… Oh crap, my jeans…
Wait a second, I wasn't waring my jeans! I had these baggy black things on. And my shirt… it looked like something from the nineteen hundreds! A massive ruffle was down the front of it, and what was on my head?
"What's with the hat?" I wondered out loud, wrinkling up my snub, freckled nose (that have my great misery, I must say. The freckles, at least.). I heard movement above me, and I froze. Looking up, I realised that I was underneath …
"Jack Sparrow…" I whispered. "Crap…"
I huddled under one of the seats, trying to ignore the rapidly filling boat. Luckily I was so short for my age. (Thirteen, by the way.) Jack jumped down and began to toss out buckets of water with this bucket. He sat on the seat I was underneath, and began to fill his bucket and fling it out into the ocean.
We slowed down. Suddenly he stood up, removed his hat and saluted to something I couldn't see, due to my unfortunate position. But I'd seen the movie enough times to know that he was looking at the pirate skeletons.
Watched the movie. Shit, the boat was about to sink!
I quickly climbed up the sails. Luckily I was pretty fast, due to my lessons in gymnastics. I clung to the sails. Jack didn't notice as he climbed up the mast that I was there. As we pulled into the dock, He stepped out and started to walk away. I was only submerged in the water for a few seconds, and then I followed him and pulled myself up and hid behind a pile of barrels,
An old geezer and a little kid looked from the boat to jack.
"Hold up there you!" the man called. Jack turned and walked towards the two people.
The old man adopted an unquestionable way of speaking. "It's a shilling to tie up a boat at the dock."
We all turned to look at the pathetic mask poking out of the water.
"And I shall need to know your name."
Jack jostled a few things in his pocket and pulled out his clasped hand. "What do you say three shillings," He said, laying out three coins on the geezer's book, "And we'll forget the name?"
"We all looked at Jack for a few seconds. The man smiled and replied, "Welcome to Port Royal, Mr Smit."
Jack had a half smirk on his face as he nodded his head in the direction of the man and the kid.
He walked along, picking up a bag of coins on his way out. Well, what was I supposed to do? Of course, I followed him.
Now, in the movie we go to Elizabeth, so I didn't quite know what was going to happen. I soon found out though.
Jack walked straight into an alley. I followed, but surprising it was a dead end. He turned around and held out his sword.
"All right, lassie." He said, smirking softly. "Tell me why ya was on me ship, or ya head flies into the street."
I gaped at him. "How did you know – "?
"I know everythin' tha' happens on me ship." He murmured softly, circling me slowly (but in that oh-so-charming way only Johnny Depp can pull off) and cocking his head to the side.
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you." I snapped crossly.
"Try me, lass."
I didn't mean to. I really didn't. But suddenly I told him everything: The little bald man, the Wheel of Lessons, the invisible audience…
Once I had finished, Jack had replaced his sword. He walked up to me and put his hand on my shoulder. "Ya been drinkin' rum, haven't ya?"
I was insulted. "No!"
"Ok luv, you haven't. Do ya want ta come with me? I'll get ya a nice, comfy bed. How does tha' sound?"
I suddenly had a flashback. "I know your plan." I said, trying my hardest to sound coy. I blinked my bright green eyes for effect.
Jack did a double take. "Wha'?"
"You're planning to steal a ship, gather a crew and… and… um… crap, what was it again?"
But it didn't matter. He was staring at me now. "How'd you know that?" He asked, bewildered.
I shook my short blonde hair. "It doesn't matter. All you have to worry about is that I'll keep my mouth shut."
"He squinted at me. "I can always just shoot ye."
"I have already told my … Mother where I am and what you are planning to do. If I don't come back, she will tell everyone else." Hell, I'm a good liar.
What's more fantastic is that he actually believed me. Go figure! "All righ'." He scowled, crossing his arms. "What do ya want?"
"I want to come with you. On your boat."
He stared at me. "Ya're dressed like a pirate. But ya accent…"
"I can… clean." I said, trying to make myself seem less useless then I really was. He smirked. "Alright. Welcome aboard lass." With that, he turned and walked back to the dock.