Livin' Like a Pirate

Chapter 3

"So Alfred's your brother?" I asked Matt as we both sat in the kitchen.

"Yes." He said in his soft voice. "He's older by a year."

"How old are you two?" I asked

"I'm 21 and he's 22."

"I'm only 16..... How old is Arthur."

"18."

"Wow?! Really?! That's so young!"

"Yeah but he's super mature for his age!" And as if on cue Arthur walked threw the door.

"There you are!" He said looking at me. He walked over. "I've been looking every where for you!" He yelled,

"No you didn't if you had you would know I was here." I smirked, he scowled.

"You bloody git!" He yelled, he grabbed my arm and pulled me up.

"Hey!! Let go of me!" I yelled, my yelling made a few of the crew mates stick there heads in to see what's up.

"Stop struggling you git!!" He pulled me back to his room. When we got there he threw me on the bed. "Here is the rule! If your not eating or going to the bath room you will stay in here! And no mater what you may not leave with out some one with you!"

"Like hell I'm staying in here!" I yelled at him.

"Read a book if you get bored. Little brat." He mumbled the last part. "Look, two weeks. That's all I need from you and I'll be out of your life for good!"

"Yeah but then I'll be a slave!"

"Not if your father and grandfather can out bid every one."

"But my island is poor!"

"Well that is unfortunate." He smirked then left slamming the door. I threw out a few cuss words under my breath.