Chapter 2: One, Two, Three Split!
"Oh My God." The three bewildered and somewhat rumpled girls lay flat on their backs, eyes wide. Something was amiss. Or at least, they were going crazy. Because about 5 seconds ago, they had been sitting comfortably on the couch ready to watch Pirates of the Caribbean. And now, it appeared as if they were IN IT!
"My elbow hurts like a bitchnez." Maria complained, being the first one to gather her senses and sit up. "And is it just me or are we lying on a dock, in the middle of PORT ROYAL?!"
Rachel and Jane scrambled to pull themselves up, looking around in pure and utter confuzzled-ness. They were indeed lying on a wooden platform right in the middle of a harbor, with sailors in 1800's clothing milling about, and casting odd looks at them as they passed. One guy actually winked at Jane, waggling his eyebrows suggestively. She flipped him the bird.
"Holy crap! I'm wearing a d-dress!" Rachel gasped in horror. She hated dresses. They were, in fact, her worst nightmare. "And, you guys are wearing breeches and cool ruffled shirts like Will and Jack while I'm practically buried in this crap-load of really itchy fabric!"
The girls looked down at themselves. It was true. Rachel had on a huge dress with the ugliest maroon fabric and white lace with matching shoes. Maria wore a deep red colored ruffled shirt that opened up a little at the chest to show the smallest amount of cleavage, a matching bandana tied around her head to keep back the curls, brown breeches (she thought they accentuated her butt) and brown boots. Jane wore the exact same thing except her shirt and bandana was a midnight blue and her pants and boots were black.
"This is," Jane said with awe "The most amazing crap that has ever happened to me."
Rachel looked at Jane with pity. "Really? Well your life must suck." She was silenced by a withering glance from Maria. "I mean it must be pretty uh...exciting!"
Rolling her eyes, Maria stood up, knocking Jane's legs off of her own. Dusting off her breeches, she gave a hand up for her two friends before sticking her hands on her hips.
"We're obviously stuck in the middle of POTC. And there is no immediate way out, so it appears. I guess will just have to make the best of it." Maria smiled mischievously. "So I say we split up and follow characters around when they aren't together. Oh, and I totally call Jack!"
Rachel looked like a lost puppy. "But, since I'm the one with the dress I have to make up some shitty story to get myself into the governor's household so I can trail Lizzie! I don't wanna!" She crossed her arms stubbornly.
Jane smiled. "Well too bad cuz I call Will! Even if he is the whelp." She stuck her tongue out at Rachel. "Sorry, sucka!"
Maria clapped her hands together like some stuck-up prissy British nanny. "Now, now. NO FIGHTING! We will solve this quickly and easily. We will do Rock Paper Scissors for Jack and then Will and whoever is left gets Liz."
Rachel and Jane agreed. They chanted "Rock Paper Scissors SHIT!" (their own personal version) and threw out their choices. Maria undoubtedly won Jack since both Ray and Jane threw out scissors and she threw out rock. So now it was down to the final two going for dear 'ole eunuch boy.
"Rock Paper Scissors SHIT!" They screamed. Maria covered her ears. Honestly, such foul language was not to be shouted for the whole world to hear. Unless SHE was shouting it, of course. Obviously, Jane won the game and Rachel was left to run along to Elizabeth's hu-uge mansion and act like Liz's long lost snot-faced cousin.
They agreed to meet whenever the opportunity arose. They couldn't be together for about half of the movie but they would meet eventually. For now, they would split up and go to their assigned person and stick with them NO MATTER WHAT. No one could be left behind. Or else that would suck extremely badly. They slapped hands, bumped hips, and cheered "One TWO THREE SPLIT!" Before they dashed off in 3 different directions.
So there's chapter two readers!! I have a good idea for the next chapter that will follow Rachel around. Right now, I really want a strawberry banana smoothie! I know you probably don't care about this but…it is important to me! VERY IMPORTANT! Anyways, I just wanted to say that I would really like for you to review. Just let me know if it was good or bad, or any errors. I actually LIKE constructive criticism. I don't like the mean kind, so NO FLAMES. That's just mean! PCCC OUT PEEPS! -Mars