First Chapter
Ceceila often thought about her parents. They had died when Ceceila was two. She barely knew them but always wondered what they were like. She had lived at an orphanage for the past eleven years but they had somehow located her uncle Frederick who hesitantly decided to take her in. The only thing was that she had to travel from England, the only place she ever knew to America. On the Titanic.
The shouts of farewells filled the air as people began to board the unsinkable Titanic. Arrangements had been made for Ceceila to travel accompianied by Madame Cle`am and they were gathering their things as Madame said farewells to her friends. The Titanic would be beginning on her voyage at any moment.
When the two women had been escorted onto the great ship, a bell boy showed them their rooming arrangements which of course, were first class. Ceceila had never liked first class full of snooty people. However, she had no choice, she had to go stay with her uncle.
Madame Cle'am and Ceceila's room was painted in a deep burgandy. The room was separated by a curtain and in the corner stood a table and wash basin. There were two wardrobes, one for each of them. Madame Cle'am's wardrobe was filled with elaborate dresses. One was a silky green color with faux fur and another was a deep plumb color with faux jewels embeded on the collar. These dress's were only a few of the ones Madame owned while Ceceila's had only two dress's. Her favorite was a sky blue one with royale blue embroidery around the neckline. Ceceila owned only one pair of shoes wich were black slip-on shoes. Even though she did not own many things, she made the best of what she had.
Madame and Ceceila descended down the grand stair case to the luxurious room where meals were served. Of course, the dining rooms were split into first, second, and third class. The first class dining room had many tables set with the finest silver and crisp white napkins. The chairs were draped with navy blue covers and the table cloth was a beautiful ivory one with tiny gold stiches here and there. The glasses were shiny crystal goblets and a bowl of ice sat in a blue bowl in the very center of each table. The walls were lined with Crisp gold draperies and the carpet had a navy blue, gold , and burgandy pattern. The air was filled with delighted chuckles, toasts to the "unsinkable ship", deep arguments and grunts of pleasure of the fine food sitting before each well dressed passenger.
Ceceila and Madame sat at a table set for two and were quickly waited on by a butler. Madame ordered a three course meal with soup, filet mignon and a side salad. Ceceila however ordered a biscuit and strawberry jam. The two conversed little but spent most of the time staring in awe at the beautiful room.
"Is this not delightful?" questioned Madame Cle'am.
"Pleasant, very" replied Ceceila in a hesitant voice.
"Being aboard the great Titanic's maiden voyage is a great honor Ceceila, please try to be more enthusiastic" replied Madame.
"Yes ma'am I will try, but I don't see why such a big fuss is made over a ship" Ceceila replied meekly.
"This is not just any ship Ceceila, we are aboard the "unsinkable" Titanic" retorted Madame Cle'am.
"I don't see why this ship is unlike any other, I mean it is very big but,but,but... Every ship can sink, can it not? she questioned.
"Just eat your dinner" Madame replied frazzled.
The two finished their dinner in silence and after listening to the wonderful band, they retreated to their room. They had no idea what awaited them on the Titanic.