Disclaimer: I do not own Titanic. Though the diary belongs to me since this was a homework assignment.
April 11th, 1912
Rose and I started to talk like we were old friends. I told her of my childhood and how I lost my parents and she thanked me for saving her life. Rose told me about her concern for her arranged engagement. I asked her if she loved her fiancé and she tried to leave the conversation. While trying to leave, she discovered my sketch book.
Rose began to look through my art and I told her of my adventures. Rose admitted that she was envious of my life. We both shared and watched the sunset as we dreamed of leaving our lives behind.
After some stupid and fun activities, I met Ruth DeWitt Bukater, Rose's mother. However, the woman's eyes weren't like Rose's. Her eyes were cold and lifeless while Rose's were warm and lively. Rose bid me farewell and a woman named Margaret "Molly" Brown helped me prepare for the dinner.
Going down the grand staircase, I felt like I entered a different world. I saw Rose and she was beautiful. I greeted her like a gentleman would from a children's cartoon I saw when I was younger and escorted her to the table. While walking, Rose told me of the few guests on board and many of their scandalous secrets.
I was nervous and tried very hard not to embarrass myself. Making first impressions was important. To break the ice, Rose started speaking of my drawing ability. Mrs. Brown helped me with the dinner and etiquette but this world was not for me. Kissing Rose goodbye, it was time to show her a good party.
We went below deck where many of the other passengers were having a party. I danced with Rose and I knew she was having fun. To be young was a gift and to live your life with no excitement was hardly living. I saw a nand side to Rose that night and slowly but surely, I was beginning to fall in love with her.