Chapter One: The Ship
Elizabeth sighed as she caught her first view of the ship. Incredible. She and her sisters, Jane, Lydia, Kitty, and Mary were going to America, to live with their aunt and uncle, Gardiner, after the simultaneous deaths of their parents. They had packed all of their belongings of value into a few trunks, and were going to be sailing first class on the Titanic. Their guardians had provided most generously, to ensure that they would be well accommodated, for they did not wish them to reside uncomfortably. They were all sharing a suite, and though still in mourning for their parents, had the greatest excitement in the world to be riding on the unsinkable, and nicest ship to ever leave England. Oh! They would be dining formally every night, attend balls, and social events! This could be the making of them. Elizabeth and Jane squeezed hands, and stepped onto the ramp.
"Kitty! Lydia! Mary! Keep up! We don't want to lose you before we've even boarded!" Jane laughed.
The three youngest sisters giggled and caught up. Every well-looking man who passed them received a flirtatious smile and giggle. Either that, or a melancholy scowl from Mary. She loathed chasing men, and prided herself on a head full of sense. Her elder sisters did not think so, but what did they know?
Upon entering the ship, even the youngest Bennet girls fell silent. The grandeur seemed to have, for once, rendered them without chatter. "Oh, Jane, if we have not died and gone to heaven to be with Mama and Papa, then where are we?" Elizabeth asked, awestruck at the beauty.
"I wish they could be here, too. However, if they were not dead, we would not be here either! Although, I do believe I would prefer their being alive to being on this ship." Jane said quietly.
Lizzie understood, and accepting the offer of assistance to their quarters, led the group of sisters to their room.