A/N Hey guys! It's been a long time since i've posted a new story. I've been working on this one for about 4 months now, and have about a dozen chapters written already. I've rated this story T but there are also going be many cases where strong language is used, especailly in a few chapters to come, just a warning! I've also incorporated a few fictional characters of my own, such as 'Paige' 'Melissa' and 'Janelle'. These characters will all appear in future chapters, so you'll find out more about them soon enough. Don't worry, as of right now i beleive those are the only fictional characters of my own i've incorporated, though this story isn't complete yet. Every other character in this story has been taken from 'Titanic', but remember, this is a modern day fan fic, so i've changed their personalities to match that of a teenager today just a smidge. If you read this story please be sure to take a few minutes and leave me a review, let me know what you think and if you like it! Now enough of my rambling, here's chapter 1! Enjoy! xx

Chapter 1

Jack

There was nobody in this world that Jack Dawson wanted more than Rose Dewitt Bukator. Rose, was in all honesty, the most beautiful girl that Jack had ever laid eyes on. She was petite, about 8 inches shorter than his 6'1, and she had an absolutely amazing figure. Her skin was pale, her complexion creamy and perfect, she had large olive green eyes and rosy red lips, and her hair; Jack adored her hair. Her beautiful fiery red locks that naturally tumbled down her back in waves.

Since Rose had arrived in Chippewa Falls two weeks previously, Jack had been spending as much time as he possibly could with her, everyday, every free moment the two had. He would walk her to her classes, and then meet her at her locker at break. During lunch hours on most days they would both go back to Rose's house as she lived slightly closer than Jack to the high school. During these lunch hours they would just hang out, laze around on her comfortable leather couch in the front room, listen to music, and talk. They were easily becoming best friends, but Jack wanted more. He wanted more than just Rose's friendship. He wanted a relationship. He wanted to be able to call Rose his. There were so many times that he thought about the two of them together kissing, her perfect rosy red lips pressing gently against his own, holding her perfect body close to his. There were also many times that Jack thought Rose could possibly feel the same way about him, the way she sometimes looked at him.

Jack awoke on this particular morning ready for things to change. Ready to tell Rose Dewitt Bukator how he truly felt about her. He glanced at his alarm clock on the bedside table. '8:27am'

"Shit!" He muttered as he rolled out of bed. School started in exactly three minutes. He had overslept, which meant that he probably wouldn't get a chance to see Rose before homeroom.

He dashed to the bathroom, gave his teeth a quick scrub, and dashed back to his bedroom to get dressed. He pulled on a pair of faded blue jeans that were laying on the floor, and grabbed the first t-shirt he saw in his top dresser drawer, which was plain black. He pulled it over his head and grabbed his backpack off of the ground, swinging it onto his shoulder as he sprinted down the stairs and towards the front door. An old fashioned rectangular mirror hung on the wall next to the door, and Jack took a brief minute to check himself out in it. His overgrown shaggy blonde hair was hanging in his baby blue eyes, and his cheeks were flushed from rushing around. He suddenly realised that he had not brushed his hair, but there was no time. He pulled open the front door, locked it up behind him, and dashed off to school.

When he arrived, homeroom had ended and it was almost time for the first period of the day to begin. Jack didn't have class, but he knew that Rose did, she had science with Mr. Solitere. The only reason Jack even came to school in the morning when he really didn't have to, was to see Rose before, and even during her class when she would take her 15-25 minute bathroom breaks.

He caught sight of her then, she was standing at her locker, retrieving her books for class. He walked over to her quickly, eager to have a few minutes to talk with her before the bell rang.

"Hey Rose."

Rose closed her locker door and turned towards him.

"Oh, hey Jackie!" She replied with a stunning smile that lit up her whole face and made her olive green eyes sparkle.

She looked absolutely gorgeous today, as she always did. She was wearing a pair of white jeans with large rips in both knees, a belt with a neon pink heart buckle, a plain black t-shirt that showed off the bottom of her stomach, and that had the band name 'Escape the Fate' written across the chest, and a black toque on her head. Her fiery red hair was poker straight today, and her bangs were blunt, straight across her forehead.

"How's it going?" He asked her, returning the smile.

"Great! I'm exhausted though."

"Same, I slept in this morning."

"If you slept in, you have absolutely no right to be exhausted!" Rose exclaimed laughing, and punching his arm playfully.

The bell rang then, signalling the start of class and cutting their conversation short.

"Aw, crap! I'm late." Rose muttered.

"Bathroom break in ten?" Jack asked hopefully.

Rose smiled, "sure thing. See you then!"

With that, Jack watched as she raced down the hallway and around the corner to science.