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Was the coast clear? Yep.

I quickly and nimbly, snuck across the ship's deck and down the steps before anyone noticed me.

Oh sorry, I haven't introduced myself yet, my apologies. My name is Y/N and I'm nineteen.
And in case you didn't know, it's five months till my twentieth birthday, but hey, who's counting?
I have deep E/C eyes and H/L H/C hair.
And did I forget to mention I'm a girl and a pirate?

I know, not many girl pirates, but who cares, it's my life and I can be whoever I want and do and say whatever I please.

Anyway, the ship I was sneaking off was called The Teardrop.
Not a very scary name right?
Well, that's what I thought until I was kidnapped by the pirate Captain Cutthroat, who gave me a right good whipping when I answered him back. (I won't tell you what I said that pissed him off, it was quite dirty.)
After I said the thing, he threw me in the Brigg, which was as easy as pie to escape from.

I told the guards that I needed the loo and oh ho, they played right into my hands.
As they let me out, I stabbed them hard, both through the stomach at the same time with my sword.
I played those pickles like a cheap violin.

As I walked across the dock in Tortuga, I admired all the ships. There were big ships, small ships and huge ships; all of them were different and unique.

Enough of admiring, I needed a ship where I could make a good quick getaway. The only problem was, I didn't know which ship was the fastest.

"Of course you do!" I told myself. "The Black Pearl is the fastest ship in the Caribbean."

Alright, all now I needed to do was find it.
I was so lost in my thoughts and what the Black Pearl would look like, that I bumped into someone.

I hit the dock floor with a thud. "Are you ok?" Asks a girl concernedly, helping me up and onto my feet.

I noticed she was about my age and was very pretty. She had long straight blond hair and brown eyes. She was also dressed in pirate clothes, I think we could be friends.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." I breathed, as she helped me up, my arm slightly grazed.

"Alright, see you." She says, starting to walk away.

"Wait!" I called. "Do you know where the Black Pearl maybe?"

She stopped dead and turned around to face me. She smiled. "Yeah, I'm part of the crew. Do you want me to take you there, so you can join us?"

"Yes," I say, happily. "You'd do that for me?"

"Of course. I'm Elizabeth Swann." She says, holding out her hand to shake mine.

I took her hand too. "It's nice to meet you Elizabeth, I'm Y/N"

We continue talking as she takes me to the ship the Black Pearl. She links arms with me as we walk.
"Y/N?" She asks. "That's a nice name."

"Yeah, I guess it is." I chuckle. "So what is the crew like?" I ask, trying to change the subject and because I was eager to know more about the people I was going to be sailing with.

"Oh they're great, there aren't any nicer people, but who can you trust, accept your crew? What with the East India trading company trying to kill us all and the Royal Navy chasing us all around the Atlantic. Thankfully I've got you." Elizabeth says happily, squeezing my arm.

Excuse me? Did she just say that the East India trading company and the Royal Navy were trying to kill us all? Yep.
Well, I can't blame them really, we're pirates and they've wanted us all dead from day one.

"Why are you glad you've got me?" I questioned.

"Well, now I'm not the only girl and I have someone to talk to."

"Well...I guess that's good." "Anyway," I say, attempting to change the subject once again. "What's the captain like?"

"Oh, well... let's just say I think you're both get along swimmingly..." Elizabeth replies.
I can't help but notice that she turns away from me smirking, I don't bother to ask any further questions.
Though her reply leaves me a bit mythic.

We both walk along in silence until we get to the Black Pearl.
The Black Pearl was a massive black vessel with black sails.
I stare at it amazed, it was beautiful.

"It's nice isn't it?" Asks Elizabeth looking at me and placing her hand on my shoulder.

I nodded, speechless.

"Come on, I'll introduce you to the captain." She says, pulling me by my arm, tugging me sharply towards the ship.

As I board the Pearl, I look around fascinated.
It was a dark, kind of murky ship, that gave off a slightly shady vibe. It was unlike any other ship I'd been on.
Despite the ship's dark, bad guy look, I had a good feeling about this place, or should I say ship. It had a friendly atmosphere and I felt I would make friends here.
I'd already befriended the kind
Elizabeth, which made me happy, because we had lots in common, so I had someone to talk to now (and not just myself.)

The Pearl was crowded with friendly chatter and I already felt at home.
As I gazed around, my sight fixed on a tall tanned man wearing a captain's hat. He had dark brown eyes, a dark moustache, a goatee and a beard (the ends threaded with beads).
He wore his hair in dreadlocks, which was a mixture of brown and black. His dreadlocks were also threaded with beads.
Underneath his hat, he wore a red bandana.

He was incredibly handsome and I took an instant liking to him.

Elizabeth was in deep conversation with him, probably about me joining the crew.

I was staring so intently that my eyes probably looked like they had glazed over. I kind of wished they would so I could look away from the captain and concentrate on something or somebody else. I didn't want to risk myself going over and making myself look like a fool in front of him like I usually do when I try to talk to guys.

I eventually managed to shift my gaze and concentrate on watching the comings and goings of ships. Some of the ships sailed away with large crews, whilst others sailed into the docks with small crews.

"Watch out." Said a short man who almost collided with me, an overflowing bucket of water in his hands.

As I backed away, I don't know what happened, I just suddenly tipped backwards and was then plunged almost instantly into cold and darkness.

Elizabeth's POV:

I was in the middle of talking to Jack about Y/N joining the crew when I heard a loud splash. I looked around alarmed and stared at the place where Y/N had just been.

"Y/N!" I screamed, running across the wooden deck to where she had just been.

"Stay here, I'll get her." Said Jack, throwing off his effect and coat, tossing them into my arms. Then he heroically jumped into the sea to rescue Y/N.

I hoped he would be ok, I'd have gained and lost a friend in less than one day.
I started having a panic attack right there on the spot, I was beginning to get worried.

"Was she going to be ok? Would she survive? Would Jack be able to rescue her?"

"Oh for god's sake, of course, she'll be ok," I reassured myself under my breath.

My boyfriend Will Turner, came over to me and put a comforting on my shoulder.

"Elizabeth, are you ok? You look very pale." Will asked me.

"It's Y/N, the new girl, she's fallen over the edge of the ship. I'm worried about her. Thankfully Jack's gone to rescue her."

"I thought she looked new. Elizabeth, if Jack's rescuing her, then I'm sure she'll be ok." Replied Will, hugging me around the waist and resting his head on my shoulder.

"Yes, yes, of course, she'll be ok. What am I saying?"

"You're worried, I get it. Let's just wait."

We waited and waited and then we saw Jack's head bob up through the surface of the water.

Phew!

Jack was carrying Y/N, who was tossed over his shoulder, apparently unconscious. When he reached us, we hauled Y/N carefully aboard and laid her on the deck. Jack climbed on and knelt next to Y/N. He bent over her and tried to listen for any breathing.

"Not breathing," Jack says.

"Oh god!" I said, my eyes going round.

Will's hand grew clammy and his grip on my hand grew tighter.

My eyes suddenly snapped open and I turned over onto my side and started coughing up salty seawater choking hard.

"Y/N are you ok?" Asked Elizabeth, kneeling next to me.

"Yeh, m fin tanks Elizabeth." I coughed, sitting up, rubbing my H/L H/C with my left hand. I felt so yucky after waking up and being hauled aboard the sick.

"Will and Elizabeth, get back to work whilst I help- assist Y/N." Ordered the captain, who was sitting next to me.

Will and Elizabeth exchanged looks as they walked away from the captain and me. They obeyed however and started working.

" 'Ello love." Said the captain, smiling at me, "The name's Captain Jack Sparrow."

I smiled back at him. Turning over to cough up the rest of the water that had been trapped inside my lungs.

"We'll talk in my cabin." Said Jack, hauling me to my feet and helping me to his cabin.

When we got into his cabin, I sat down on his king-sized bed and yawned loudly.
I was feeling very tired, after this incident. All I wanted to do was curl up unto a ball and have a good sleep.

I watched Jack cross the cabin, open a small cupboard and pull out a bottle of - "Rum?" Asked Jack, holding a full bottle of liquidy brown stuff out to me.

"Yes please," I replied eagerly. I needed as much ram as I could get to stop me from feeling so rubbish, even if it meant getting drunk and insanely high.
"Cheers."
Jack and I clink our bottles together before we start to drink.

"So, what's your name?" Asked Jack, his speech slightly slurred. He had had enough to drink.

"Y/N," I mumbled, the rum sloshing around in the bottle as I drank deeply, letting out an enormous burb when I'd polished off half the bottle.

Bbbuuurrrrrpppp!!!!!!!!

Truth be told, it was such a large powerful burp that I was surprised that the windows didn't shatter. Not even a tiny crack.

I felt so extremely embarrassed that I drank even more. Even though my face was hidden behind the bottle, you could see how tomato red I was turning.

Jack didn't say anything about what I'd done, he just kept right on drinking.

A drink and a half later I was starting to feel a Lil bit tipsy. Once I'd worked my way through that I asked for a third bottle.

"I don't know how you d it, use that's a lot of alcohol. But, no, I wouldn't advise the third bottle." Jack told me.

I was now already quite drunk, so things were getting silly e was joking, I got up and staggered drunkenly towards the rum cupboard. I had only gotten so far when my legs gave way and I flopped down onto the floor like a slinky that had just gone down the stairs.

"You need some new flooring," I said, the world swaying in front of me. "I keep falling over."

"That's because you're drunk," Jack replied, picking me up off the floor and sitting me back on the bed.

"Yeah but," I slurred, the ut bit going on longer than it should've. "Don't get flooring that's so hard to walk on."

"Yes, it's extremely flat isn't it? Now, go to sleep."

Jack didn't need to ask me twice. All the rum I'd drank had officially taken its toll on me, cause before you could say 'a pirate life for me', I was lying flat out on my back.

I don't know what happened afterwards, but I know that I'll never drink that much ever again. Well...

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