Hey, everyone! So, before you read my entirely suckish fan fiction, I just want you all to know how new I am to writing fan fiction. I'm usually a pretty decent writer, but this is a little different. I only have one other running fan fiction, which is a Camp Rock fan fiction. It's not very good and not very popular and it's not well planned out. So thank you for reading, and I'll try to make this story better. Oh yeah and thanks for reading my first Titanic fan fiction! I LOVE THE MOVIE.

(Rose's P.O.V)

'It's happening. Titanic, the grandest ship in the world, is sinking. And they had said she was "unsinkable".' I thought to myself as I was led to the stern of the ship by my true love, Jack.

"Alright, here. Hold on, Rose." he was saying to me. So many thoughts had been whirling in my head, making me spin in circles for the past hour. Thoughts like, 'What had happened to Cal? Was he still alive? Lovejoy? Mother? Miss Molly Brown? What was going to happen to Mr. Andrews? And Captain Smith? Would I live to see the morning light? Would ANYONE live to see the morning light? Would I come out alive? Would Jack come out alive?' Half of those thoughts I didn't even care about- they had just popped up in my head. "Alright, Rose. The ship is gonna suck us down. Remember, keep for the surface and keep kicking. Take a deep breath when I say. Do you trust me?" Jack asked.

"I trust you." was all I could manage to utter.

"Alright. Ready? NOW!" I took a deep breath, sucking up as much air as I could, keeping in mind it might be the last breath I'd ever breathe. I couldn't believe that so many people's lives were in jeopardy because of one silly mistake made by Captain Smith. I hate to admit it, but I honestly hope he'd go down with the ship. He deserved it after basically killing almost 3,000 people. Titanic was gone within a minute. I could feel the icy water surround me as I tried my best to keep hold on Jack. The last thing I needed was to be separated from Jack, who seemed to know a lot about things like this. Then, it happened. I felt our fingers slip and I lost my grip on his hand. I was now grabbing the water.

I opened my eyes and saw the rest of the ship plunge towards the bottom of the ocean. RIIIIIIPPP! 'What was that noise?' I thought to myself, surprised I was still able to think coherently. My life jacket had come loose and was now floating to the surface. Either I hadn't fastened the strap securely, or I was under the water farther than I had thought and the water pressure had it squeezed it off. 'Dammit!' That was when I realized the horrible fact: The life jacket wasn't floating towards the surface, I was sinking towards to bottom of the ocean. Horror and panic washed over me and my brain as I was no longer able to make a complete thought.

I felt the rest of the oxygen that was left in my lungs squeeze out of me. I suddenly felt my legs stop kicking and my arms stop flailing- I hadn't realized they were moving at all in the numbing waters. I felt my eyes close and my mouth jar open, as a thousand pains stabbed me everywhere. My brain stopped functioning at that moment. I felt something under me and realized I had hit the bottom of the ocean. The next thing I saw was a white light. That was when I realized the horrific, terrible, awful, ugly truth: I was dead.

Well, there it is. The first chapter of my first Titanic fan fiction. Hope you liked it. This story was originally going to be a one shot, but I guess that chaged. Hahah. Hope you enjoyed!