"Mom! Hurry up!" Laura may be eighteen going on nineteen, but she was about as excited as a five year old on Christmas. She pushed through people, anxious to get in line, not even acknowledging that her mother, Sandra was far behind her.
"Laura, slow down, the ship isn't going anywhere!"
Letting out a huff, Laura reluctantly paused for her mother to catch up. She abruptly looked among the crowded area, mentally begging her mother to hurry up. She started to bounce on the balls of her feet as her mother was finally making her way to her. "Come on!" Laura quickly turned to dash of again, but Sandra stopped her by grabbing onto her arm, feeling people brush past. "Hold it! Don't be rushing off because then I won't be able to find you. Besides, I'm the one with the tickets." Laura hated having to slow down, although she knew her mother was right about the tickets. The place was packed, and Laura hated waiting. "Fine." Sandra nodded once. "Alright, come on."
"Aw, dude, this place is jammed." Josh listened to his friend Darren, looking at the busy ground before them. "Well what else do you expect when it comes to the title 'Titanic'?" Joshed turned his head to Darren, smirking as a lock of his dirty blond hair falling over his forehead. Darren just gave him a disapproving glance. With a sigh, Josh turned his head back to the ship. "Let's get moving." he headed off towards the ship, Darren following closely behind. The area was full of people, that was for sure. Josh didn't mind though. He was just there to have a good time, although the crowd wasn't exactly something Josh loved. It would be a while before anyone on the ship would be on ground again, for the trip would be around not only North America, but South America as well. The ship would depart from California, and dock in New York. Josh and Darren would take a plane from New York back home when The trip was over. For the time being, the was the hassle of getting on the ship and to their rooms to deal with. 'Oh boy, what fun...'