It all started out on April second 1991 when Rose was born. She was like any normal society girl at first. Her mother was Ruth Dewitt Bukater and her father was Samuel Dewitt Bukater. Throughout Rose's childhood, she grew up in a large house with a lake and lots of room to run. Even though she had all these things, Rose was still not happy. She hated being a society girl. She felt trapped in the endless circle of parties, dresses and other first class things. Though she was little she still noticed these things. Rose grew up enduring this. She made friends in her society world who felt the same way. They stayed friends even in high school. Rose was a headstrong girl who never enjoyed the luxuries of society life. Rose was like the elements of water and fire put together.

One time when Rose was thirteen, she ran away. She was barely gone for two days before the police found her. Ruth had been shocked, why would her thirteen year old daughter do that? Ruth knew that Rose hated the society world she lived in, but Ruth had to deal with It all her teenage years, so Rose could do it too.

The next couple years went fine, even with Rose's strong willed attitude. Until Samuel died.

It was when she was fifteen. Rose was devastated. Her and her father had been close.

Rose had tried to Runaway once again but was stopped. Her and mother grieved for a long time. Ruth had gotten over it after a while, although Rose could still see that her mother was in pain. Rose showed outwardly that she was in pain unlike her mother; who held it in. Rose was depressed, and Ruth had forced her to go to a therapist. They had prescribed her on anti- depressants, they didn't do much.

The next year went normally; Rose continued dating her long time boyfriend, Cal Hockley, whose family was also wealthy like hers. Rose loved him very much. He was caring, loving, and her never ever pressured her. When Rose had turned seventeen Ruth started seeing someone. John Summers was wealthy, not as wealthy as Ruth and Rose, but he was up there. Ruth told Rose that he was very nice and respectful. Their ages were different, Ruth was thirty- eight and John was forty. Rose was angry that her mother was dating. She had met John once; Ruth wanted her to meet him. Her mother had also told her that he had two daughters. Sasha, who was nine, and Rachel, who was nineteen.

Rose did not like the sound of it one bit. Especially Rachel. She had an evil ring to her name. Ruth had also shown her some pictures, Sasha looked like an annoying brat, and Rachel looked like Satan. Rose knew she was evil from the start.

As for Rose's relationship, Ruth liked Cal. She thought her was respectful toward Rose and that he was a good guy. But Ruth knew Rose wasn't happy about her dating John.

Ruth hadn't told Rose yet, but John had asked her to marry him. Ruth had said yes, and they agreed that john and his daughters would move in to Ruth's house, because it was much bigger than their place, and that Rachel and Sasha had actually not minded their father dating Ruth. They actually liked her. Rose on the other hand, she didn't like her mother dating. And it's not like Rose disliked John; she just didn't want anyone taking the place of her father.

When Ruth did tell her, she was extremely upset and had stormed into her bedroom.

John, Rachel and Sasha were moving in a week later.

Flashback

March second

Rose was wakened by her mother at eight in the morning. 'Rose, darling please wake up. It's going to be a big day today' Ruth said touching Rose's back. She sat up in bed. 'What the 'big' day you're fiancé and his two devil children move in?' Rose asked sarcastically. 'Rose, John is going to be your step dad, and Rachel and Sasha will be your stepsisters. You never know, it might be fun having sisters. Not being an only child anymore.' Ruth told stroking her hair. 'They are not my fucking sisters!' Rose said.

'Sweetie please. I know you're mad. Do you want to come help at all?' Ruth asked her smiling. 'No, I'll just stay here and die.' Rose replied. Ruth gave her a look and kissed her forehead. She pulled the blankets off her and said 'John is picking me up at nine and were going to pick up the girls, and the moving trucks coming here. So do you think you might be ready by then?' Ruth said. Rose nodded her head. She got up out of bed and looked at the pictures on her wall. Most of them were of the Titanic, she was obsessed with it.

Rose watched out the window waiting for the evil people to come. Rose had met Rachel and Sasha before, and she couldn't believe how they could be happy about this! She sure as hell wasn't. The car and moving truck finally pulled up. Rose ran to her room and slammed the door. to rose, this felt like a horror movie. The killers were coming to get her! Rose heard them come inside. Then she heard her mother call up the stairs for her. Her eyes went wide and her heart raced. But she took a deep breath in and walked down the stairs. She turned the corner and that's where they were. She looked at Rachel. She stood taller than Rose; she had blonde hair that went to her shoulders, and green eyes. Rose gave her an evil glare with her eyes. 'Rose why don't you help Rachel get settled in?' Ruth asked her. 'Uh, yeah I'm just gonna go down to the water for now.' Rose said walking past Rachel giving her an icy glare. Rose went and sat on the dock, putting her feet in the water. Then she decided to call Cal. He lived just down the street from her, and she always talked to him about her problems.

Fifteen minutes later, Rose and Cal were walking down her their street. You couldn't see the houses on the street, they were covered with trees. They talked about how Rose was feeling, and after thirty minutes of walking, Rose felt like she had forgotten their names.

They kissed goodbye and Rose went back to her house.

The movers were still there. Even the best time with Cal wouldn't let her forget the evil that happened in her life.