Author: sweetlittlecrona PM
Being the Cabin Boy means you are the lowest of the low. You are tossed around like a pancake and never talked too. But what if Robbie finds a new friend, who is lost and is from Winter River, Conneticut. Will he ever be the same?Rated: Fiction T - English - Friendship/Romance - & Lydia D. - Chapters: 9 - Words: 10,858 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 5 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 07-03-11 - Published: 05-31-11 - id: 7040388
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The skip veered to the right, knocking over our only food supply for the voyage. The movement knocked me into a mast. My back hurt from the impacked, but I kept working. Captain Barbosa was a good old pirate. I liked him way better than Black Beard. He didn't threaten to kill us or anything. But, he was still headstrong and bossy. My mum always told me that pirates were kind fellows, that got drunk on a regular basis. Well, the drunk part was right, but not the "kind fellows". I'm a Cabin Boy, the lowest of the low. I am never talked to, only thrown around like a rag doll. Being the youngest gives me a good advantage for hiding, and slipping through places without being seen. Being a pirate wasn't all bad, my father was one. My mum said I should follow him, so I did. I like the sea, a lot. I wish I could stay out in it forever, with out any cares. Although, it seems impossible for that. I watched the other pirates. They were strong and full of hope. Hope to get into Tortuga that is. I can't recall the last time I was there, nor if I even went. Still, I can't wait. I watched the sails next. They moved as the wind flowed against them. It was like a ripple, starting slowly, then faster and faster, until it leaves the sail. Life seems like this. When your young, your child hood goes so fast you don't even know where the devil it went. Soon, you find yourself in a chair as an elder. I want to live my life to the fullest and never glance back at my past. It wil only slow you down. Everything on this ship was springing with life, and I mean it! After we left the fountain, Captain got Black Beard's sword and ship. He can control it, and make it come to life. I think thats pretty handy. Pretty handy indeed.
I sat on the steps of the ship as nighttime closed around us. It seemed forever since we left. I just hope we are getting close to Tortuga. Oh wait, I can already see the lights on the island, the laughter of women and the sounds of bullets being released. I felt a grin appear on my face as the Captain appeared at the wheel.
"TORTUGA!" He yelled loudly, so all the sailors could hear. They cheered and hooted, their guns poping. I yelled along with them, happiness flowing through me. It didn't take long to put the ship to port. One pirate leaped over the edge, cheering, and splashed into the water. Another swung a huge platform onto the deck, for walking on. We all ran into the town, cheering happily. The Captain lagged behind, trying to grasp his crutch the right way. I watched the pirates lumber into one tavern, I followed. I had no idea what to do, but to just do what they did. They all grabbed a random man's drink and gulped it down. I looked to my right, and grabbed a beer bottle on the edge of a rotten table. A sturdy man stood up and grunted at me. I shook and released it.
"S-sorry" I stuttered and walked away. I kept walking, hoping he wasn't following, and sat in the corner. I was shivereing, not with fear, but with pure rage. I felt so small and weak. I wish I was bigger, so I could beat that man for a bottle. It still would be silly to fight over just a beer. I dipped my head, so I was staring at the floor. My hat fell off, unfortunatly. I muttered a cuss word and plopped it back on my head. Maybe I needed some fresh air, so I wouldn't be pissed off at the world. I stood and avoided every pirate that looked at me. After being thrown around, I finally escaped. It was getting too murky in there anyway. I breathed in the cool air, hoping it would help my head. I rested my head against the wall of the tavern, gasping every now and then. I shook my blonde hair, it was streaked with dirt. I remembered the days when my mum would always complain about my hair. I always wanted it to be grown out, and now I got what I wanted. I closed my eyes, dreaming. I felt myself on the edge of sleep when a door creaked open. I watched as a burly man threw a young girl out of the tavern. He growled at her, his eyes glowering at her.
"AND DON'T YOU EVER COME BACK IN HERE!" He yelled as he slammed the door. The girl stood up and brushed her clothes. She had black hair, that fell at her shoulders. She had short bangs that raked her forehead. She wore all black, making her blend in with the night. The only things that stood out was her skin, that was pale, and her eyes. They were blue, a beautiful shade of blue. They were bright and soft at the same time. She turned around, to march back, and saw me. Her mouth opened slightly, gasping, for she had not seen me. I smiled and nodded.
"Evenin'" I said, nodding again. She dipped her head, nodding perhaps.
"Hi. I didn't see you there" she said, smiling lightly. I grinned and tipped my hat back.
"Yeh, what did you do?" I asked.
"I...I don't know. I'm not from around here" she replied, glaring at the door.
"Oh?" I said, shoving my hands in my pockets.
"Yes. You see, this may seem odd...but I was trying to...summon...a...person. But I think the spell went wrong, and I ended up here some how" she said, shrugging occasionly and looking around. I raised my eyebrow, smirking slightly.
"Well, your in Tortuga. Where are you from, if I may ask?" I asked.
"Winter River in Conneticut" she replied, biting her lip. "I'm near England, aren't I? I hear it in your voice" I nodded, my hat slipping down, covering my eyes. I heard her laugh softly.
"Yeh, I was born there. Bloody place too!" I said, raising my hat. She shrugged again.
"I fell through the roof...and the bar tender...well..." she said and held out her hand to me. I approached her and looked. It had ugly marks on it, like someone stuck glass in her arm. "He said if I didn't pay, then I would loose my arm. But he never cut it off" She covered her hand back up in her black shirt and looked at me. "Whats your name?"
"Robert, but you can call me Robbie" I said, smiling. "And what may I call you?"
"Lydia. Lydia Deetz" she said, shaking my hand. I started to blush, but the shade of my hat hid it. I've never held hands with a girl before. Well, it was actually shaking...but still.
"Nice to meet you Lydia. If you come with us, on our ship, I'm sure we'll take you home!" I said, gesturing her to the ship. She grinned brightly.
"Oh will you? Thanks...Robbie" she said, grinning wider when she said my name.
Ok, in the movie, the Cabin Boy was just called Cabin Boy. So I had to give him a name XD I hope I will have the next chapter up and running soon :) I hope you guys liked it and I hope it wasn't too short for you. Thanks for reading it!