A/N: I wrote this fanfiction story last year and its not in "novel format" because I wrote this before I had the good sense to know that all stories on here are supposed to go in novel format and the first part of this story is in novel format but the other parts aren't-I'm so sorry :( but to change all eleven chapters of this story would take HOURS, but I wanted to post this because this is one of the last stories I'll be posting on here in the Titanic category...until next year's anniversary but I encourage everyone to read this story because it is great for the Titanic anniversary, so please read and review and enjoy!
"To Turn Back Time": A Titanic Tragedy
Act I.
Back-story Description of the characters:
Heather Mitchell: 18, years old, with long, back length blond hair, and a supermodel figure. She looks like a clone of actress Heather Locklear (When Heather Locklear was MUCH younger). Heather is the BRAIN of the three, super smart, and has aspirations to be an actress and runway model. She's not so much girly as she is—a valley girl like Cher from the movie "Clueless". Heather also has a thick British accent.
Billie Donaldson: 17, super slim, The tomboy, who wears jeans, tee-shirts and baseball caps, she looks like a younger version of Farrah Fawcett with her waist length blond hair and blue eyes. She resembles the character "Norma Watson" in the 70s film, "Carrie".
Lori Weathers: Pretty, 16, and resembled Mandy Moore (back when Mandy was in A Walk To Remember), she had back length brown hair, hazel eyes and a skinny figure, she was everything girly and ponytails and unicorns and all that cutesy stuff, lol.
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Friends, Heather, Billie and Lori were all sitting in History class, as their teacher was going over the year 1912 and the Titanic tragedy. Heather, Billie and Lori were all seniors and had already knew they were going to pass their History class, so they weren't paying much attention to what their History teacher, Mr. Dwindle was saying-until he asked Heather a question.
"Heather, did you hear me?" Mr. Dwindle, Heather's teacher asked. "What do you think you'd change about the Titanic tragedy, if you could go back to the year 1912?"
Heather looked at her friends, Billie and Lori and then blinked away from looking at them.
"I'd go back and save seven people." Heather said lightly. "Jack and Rose Dawson, Caledon Hockley, Thomas Andrews, Captain Smith, and Murdoch, the worker on the ship. I'd save them before the Titanic sunk. They didn't deserve to die."
Mr. Dwindle nodded and blinked twice.
"Yes, however, you DO know that three of the people you named were fictional characters from James Cameron's movie, don't you?" Mr. Dwindle replied.
Some students in the class laughed and Heather smiled.
"I know, but still." Heather replied strongly. "The film and its characters were so believable that if they WERE real, I'd save them—not only from the ship, but from—the pain they faced while on the ship."
Mr. Dwindle smiled and nodded again.
"Well, be careful what you wish for, Heather. You just might get it." Mr. Dwindle replied with an eyebrow raised.
The class members laughed and Heather scoffed and smiled and shook her head.
Theme Song: "A Life So Changed" ~ Titanic Soundtrack
It was a Friday night, and Heather's friends, Billie and Lori had decided to spend the night over at Heather's. Heather had her own house, because after her parents' died, she became an emancipated adult and decided to keep the home her and her parents had for years and make it her own. Heather and her friends had just finished watching the film Titanic, because Mr. Dwindle had issued for all the students to do a book report on the tragedy of Titanic and those who suffered through it. Heather turned off the television and sighed with a frown as she wiped light tears away.
"It's so sad that all those people died on Titanic." Heather said in a low voice.
"I know and there were babies that died on there too—little boys and girls." Lori replied with a shake of her head.
"Its too sad to talk about, lets just go to sleep, girls." Billie said. "Tomorrow's Saturday."
All three of them lie down and within minutes they drift off to sleep…
April 14, 1912:
When Heather and Billie and Lori opened their eyes, they saw they were no longer in the living room of Heather's home. They were in the middle of the hallway in third class of the R.M.S. Titanic. Heather jumped up quickly as she saw people running to and from, past her and Lori and Billie. Heather also saw that her clothes, as well as Lori and Billie's clothes were almost drenched with water, as the entire floor of the hallway was almost flooded with water. Heather gasped and frowned as she looked both left and right in confusion as to where she was. Billie and Lori awakened and looked all around them as well.
"Where are we?" Billie said with a yawn.
"I—I don't know." Heather replied, looking all around her.
Lori sees a young, man who looked to be in twenties run past her quickly. Lori quickly grabbed the man's arm. The man looked at her with franticness.
"Excuse me sir, where—where are we?" Lori asked the man.
"You're on the R.M.S. Titanic, Ms., now excuse me." The man said with franticness. "I have to find a boat for my wife to get on!"
The man yanked his arm away and continued running down the hallway, as Lori and Billie gasped.
"Oh my God, we're on the TITANIC!" Heather yelled shockingly.
"What? How? How the hell did we get on the Titanic?" Billie replied.
"No, no see, we must be dreaming. We can't be on the Titanic." Lori said with a laugh. "The Titanic was like what? Four hundred years ago."
"One hundred years ago," Lori said, "and—"
Lori stopped and pinched her arm hard.
"No we're not dreaming." Lori said. "If we were, I would not have felt the sting from pinching my arm."
"This—this doesn't make sense." Billie said. "HOW did we get on the Titanic?"
"My wish." Billie said in
Billie and Lori look at Heather with confusion.
"I wished in History class to go back to 1912" Heather said lightly. "To save the people of Titanic—Jack, Rose, the captain, Mr. Andrews, Murdoch. THAT'S how we got here, off of my wish."
"Whoa" Lori said as she looked down at the floor and smiled.
Suddenly, Heather and Billie and Lori felt a strong, shaking and rumbling vibration. The vibration was enough to almost knock Heather and Billie and Lori to the floor.
Billie let out a loud yell in horror.
"What the hell was that!" Billie yelled.
"The ship, its sinking." Heather said with a stunned look.
Heather looked at Billie and Lori with frantic eyes.
"We have to find Jack, Rose, Mr. Andrews, Cal, and the captain and Murdoch now. Girls, let's go." Heather said quickly.
Heather ran down the hall and Lori and Billie followed her, and Billie grabbed Heather's arm.
"Ok, so we find them, then what?" Billie asked.
Heather stops and thinks. Billie was right, what WOULD she do once she and Lori and Billie had found them? Where would Heather take them?
"Then we'll bring them to 2011—safe from the harm of sinking." Heather said strongly.
"Whoa!" Billie said loudly. "How are we going to bring them to the future? We couldn't even control coming here from the future."
"Billie's right, that makes sense, Heather." Lori said lightly.
"I—Look, I don't know!" Heather yelled. "All I do know is that I won't let them die a second time. We have a chance to SAVE them this time, not only from sinking and dying on the Titanic but from the pain that they're going to endure from themselves and from each other, period. Come girls, this is our chance, we have to do this—for them."
Lori nodded and hugged Heather.
"Alright, let's go find them." Billie said quickly.
Billie and Lori and Heather took off running down the hall to find Jack, Rose, Cal, Mr. Andrews, Murdoch and Captain Smith.
MEANWHILE:
Theme Song: "Nearer My God To thee" ~ Titanic Soundtrack
~ Thomas Andrews ~
Mr. Andrews was standing by the clock in the dining room, with his sad expression—an expression of guilt, disbelief and just pure depression. As he turned the hands on the clock that was sitting on the mantle of the fireplace, he felt the heavy vibration of the ship, that knocked the half full glass of Brandy off the mantle. As tears filled his eyes, he turned and went to sit in a seat by a dining room table and waited to die, waited to go down with the ship.
Theme Song: "A Promise Kept" ~ Titanic Soundtrack
~ Jack Dawson & Rose Dawson ~
Jack and Rose were running all over the deck of the Titanic, trying to find a boat for them to get on but weren't finding any suck luck. Most of the boats had already sailed off and away from the Titanic. The deck was CHAOTIC with people running to and from—EVERYWHERE, screaming, crying hysterically. The deck of the ship was 100% CHAOS. Billie, Heather and Lori walked up to the deck and looked frantically for the ones they were looking to save. They found no one—not even Murdoch. However, Heather spotted Jack and Rose, running over to the back of the deck of the ship.
"There they are!" Heather yelled. "Jack and Rose! Come on, let's get them!"
Heather and Billie and Lori ran quickly over to Jack and Rose, and Lori grabbed Rose's arm and Rose gasped and looked back at Lori and frowned with confusion. Rose pushed Lori off her roughly.
"No! Get off me!" Rose yelled angrily, while struggling to get free.
Heather stepped in front of Jack and Rose.
"Jack, Rose, you have to come with us! Come on, now!" Heather said frantically.
Jack frowned.
"What!" Jack yelled. "No, who are you all! We have to find a boat! Move!"
"I know but we're here to save you two" Billie said, "and others, come on! Hurry! We don't have much time!"
"No! We have to get off this ship!" Rose yelled. "We—
"I know! We can get you off this ship!" Heather yelled. "But you have to follow us! Please, just trust us!"
Jack looked into Heather's bright green eyes and he knew she was telling the truth. Jack nodded slowly.
"Al—alright, fine, if you can get us off this ship, we'll follow you." Jack said with a nod.
Heather sighed and smiled.
"Great, now we have to find Mr. Andrews," Heather said. "Cal—um—I mean and some others, where's Mr. Andrews?"
"You aren't going to be able to get him," Rose replied. "He's in the dining room, I think he's going down with the ship."
Lori gasped loudly.
"No!" Lori yelled. "Just like in the movie!"
Billie nodded.
"I know. Look, no we have to find him." Billie said lightly. "Rose, you say he's in the dining room! Well let's go get him!"
Rose frowned at Billie and was confused as to how Billie knew her name.
"No!" Jack yelled. "Shouldn't we be worried about getting off this ship! Its sinking! We have to get off NOW!"
"No Jack!" Rose said strongly while looking at Jack with pleading eyes. "They're right, if there's a chance we can save Mr. Andrews, I'd like to try it. He means a lot to me."
Jack sighed and looked down at the floor of the deck with a bit of a frown. He then looked up at Rose and nodded briefly.
"Ok, let's go get him and then lets get off this ship—QUICK!" Jack replied.
Billie, Lori, Heather, Jack and Rose went running down stairs towards the dining room. Heather definitely wanted to find Andrews because Andrews was her favorite out of all of them on the Titanic. By the time they went down to the dining room, they found the dining room had water that was thigh high. Rose and Lori gasped loudly as they felt the icy cold water on their skin.
"The water has already covered almost everything! I think we're too late!" Billie said
"We are." Jack said flatly.
"No! I'm looking for him!" Heather said with emotion.
Heather waddled through the water and as she did, the water came up even higher to her.
"Mr. Andrews! Mr. Andrews!" Heather called out.
"Give it up! He probably drowned by now! We have to go!" Jack yelled.
Rose quickly let go of Jack's hand.
"No!" Rose yelled as she sighed and looked at Jack with a bit of sadness. "Not until we find him, please Jack."
Rose goes out swaddling in the water behind Heather, searching for Andrews.
"Mr. Andrews! Mr. Andrews!" Rose yelled out.
"They'll probably never find him." Lori said in a sad tone.
"I know, its so sad, he died with the ship." Billie replied.
Theme Song: "A Life So Changed" ~Titanic Soundtrack
Finally after searching through the entire dining room, Heather and then within minutes, Rose, saw Andrews. He was trying to sit on top of a chair that was floating on the water. His clothes were drenched with water and his silky, smooth, gray hair was now wet and slicked down a little. He was looking down at the steadily rising water, with his eyes clouded with tears and with a look of absolute horror.
"Mr. Andrews! We're here, come on, let's go!" Billie said.
Andrews looked up at her as tears streamed down his cheek, and more tears clouded his eyes, he looked at her with a look of fear and sadness. He shook his head and closed his eyes tight shut briefly and frowned deeply.
"No, I—I can't go." Andrews said with a tearful voice. "I—I have to stay and—and go down with Titanic."
"Mr. Andrews, no!" Rose yelled. "Please, you have to come with us! We don't want you to die!"
Andrews looked at Rose and then looked down at the rising water with an extremely emotional sad frown and broke into tears. He covered his face partially with his arm as he was crying.
"I can't, Rose!" Andrews said through tears. "This—this is all my fault! I didn't build a stronger ship, for—for you—for anyone! How can I try to survive when others are dying because of me! I—I can't!"
Heather swam over to Andrews, closer and saw he was trembling—either from coldness or fear or both.
"Mr. Andrews, it was NOT your fault." Heather said with emotion. "I promise you. It wasn't anyone's fault, in a way, it just—this is just a bad tragedy, but I can NOT let you die, Mr. Andrews. We all love you and you need to survive to tell the story for so many who can't, now PLEASE come with us."
Andrews looked at Heather as she extended her hand to him. He wanted to take hold of her hand, he knew the icy coldness of the waters would be enough to kill him within seconds at his age, but he couldn't abandon the ship he helped to create, when so many others were dying with the ship, that didn't even deserve to. Andrews stared at heather's extended hand, contemplating what to do, when suddenly the dining room started to tilt to the right, more than it already had and several tables and chairs and dishes were thrown around everywhere. Jack, Lori and Billie quickly swam over to the mantle at the fireplace to hold on to it, to prevent from being carried away under the water, as the ship continued to tilt.
"Rose come on! We don't have much time!" Jack yelled. "The ship is sinking further! LET'S GO!"
As the ship made a HARD thump jolt as it tilted, Andrews gasped loudly and fell off the chair and into the water and went floating away.
"Oh no! Mr. Andrews!" Rose yelled.
"Mr. Andrews!" Heather yelled with franticness.
Heather and Rose saw Andrews trying to stay above the water as he was floating away, his arms trying to keep above the water but he was failing as the water rose above and then over his arms and head, putting him under the water completely, to be carried away to drown and die. Heather began looking under the water for Andrews but saw him no where. They had no idea that he had already been carried away by the water, out of the dining room. Heather began swimming under the water, all around the dining room to look for Andrews but saw him no where, while Rose was looking around wildly from left to right for Andrews.
"MR. ANDREWS! WHERE ARE YOU!" Rose yelled.
Heather stuck her head up out of the water and looked all around wildly for Mr. Andrews but saw him no where. She looked around with a fearful expression.
"MR. ANDREWS!" Heather yelled before gritting her teeth and frowning. "DAMN IT! He's gone! What are we going to do? How are we going to find him?"
Suddenly the ship started tilting, even faster and the water began to rise even higher. As the ship began to steadily tilt at a fast mode, and with heavy, dangerous vibration, Lori and Billie screamed with fear, several chairs came flying their way. Heather and Rose was being carried away by the rushing waters, but they managed to grab hold of a corner wall pole. They held on for dear life as the water came rushing past them, roughly and with rapid speed. Jack, Billie and Lori were trying to hold on to the mantle of the fireplace but felt their hands slipping off, and if their hands slipped off and they let go, they'd go floating away in the water to god knows where. They had to make a move and they had to make a move to escape now—before it was too late….
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