A/N: Sorry this chapter isn't as good, I had a semi-writer's block!

Ps: I don't own Titanic, I wish -.-

I got up, and called Trudy to help me dress. I brushed my hair, and let Trudy braid it. I looked at myself. I wanted to look good for Cal. It was pretty much a date.

A date.

Maybe that's what it was. Maybe when he said he was torn between doing the right thing or following his heart, he meant me. My heart fluttered at the thought of that theory. I heard a knock at the door, and I opened it. Cal was there, smiling.

"Hello." "Hi." "You look amazing." I blushed. "And there is that beautiful blush of yours." Like usual, I turned even redder. He pulled me in by the waist, and kissed my forehead.

"You're too beautiful to be blushing for me." I smiled, and hugged him. "How can I not? You're a very handsome man, Caledon." He chuckled. "Oh, this is gonna be fun. It's just not normal."

"What?" "You see, I-" he looked me in the eyes when he hesitated. "Yes?" "Never mind." "Okay." "How about we go to lunch?" I nodded, and we headed to the elevator.

Once we were there, he opened the door for me, offered a chair, the usual. I smiled, he was such a gentleman, I loved him. He sat down in front of me, and smiled.

" What are you having?" "I'll have the lamb with mint sauce." "I'll have that too." "You always have that." "Because it tastes good, dear." I tingled a bit when he said dear to me.

I smiled, took a sip of water. He put a hand on top of mine. I blushed a little, and caressed his hand. "Why does it have to be like this?" "Like what, Cal?" He looked at me, and shook his head. "Nothing, Violet."

"Tell me. It's no problem." "Violet, I.. I can't say. It would hurt everyone. Form a scandal." "What? Please don't tell me you're cheating on Rose!" he laughed. "No, of course not."

"Okay, then what's wrong?" "Nothing, Violet. Nothing, really!" he looked at me with his gorgeous eyes, and I nodded.

"Okay." He nodded, and ordered for us. We ate in silence, only talking about how our food tasted. When we were done, we took a walk around the promenade deck. "Great weather we're having today." "Yes, it is." This was our usual way of saying hello.

"So, how our you liking the ship of dreams?" "I love it. It is just magnificent. But I've always had this phobia, I've always thought that the ship I would go on, it would sink." "Oh, Violet, nothing is going to happen, and I'm sure of that." "I know, it's crazy, right?" "It's not crazy, because I have the same thoughts. But you just have to go with it, think like nothing is going to happen." I nodded, and looked at the sea. "Don't you ever wonder, if there's anything out there, other than just society life?" "Yes, sometimes. But my father will never approve of that." "Well, who cares? Cal, you're a grown man. Why follow your father's rules? Follow your own heart!" He looked at me. "Well, Violet, I have too many duties to just give them up and follow my heart. Trust me, as much as I want to, I can't." "Why? Tell me, is it hard?" "Well, Violet, you wouldn't understand." "Tell me."

He looked at me, and sighed. He shook his head. "Nothing, honestly." "Okay. So, what else do you want to talk about?" "Well, you look very nice today." I blushed, and sighed. "You look handsome, Caledon." He smiled, and grabbed my hand.

"Well, if I'm marrying your sister, and you're going to be my in-law, we should get to know each other." I nodded, and held his hand. "I was born December 5, 1895, in Philadelphia, two minutes after Rose was born. We've been best friends ever since we were born. We tell each other everything. I've only never told her one secret." "Which is?" I wasn't going to tell Cal what was the secret. It was about him! I didn't tell anyone that I was in love with Cal. "I can't say, I haven't told anyone." "Oh."

"I like pastel colors. Mostly purple and pink." "Really?" "Yes. I enjoy traveling the world, but I'd much rather be a normal teenage girl. I am 50/50 about society. And that's it, how about you?" "I was born February 24, 1822 in Pittsburgh, I have a younger brother named John, he is twenty four, and an irresponsible one at that, too. My favorite color is green, and I can stand society sometimes. I hate it when people force me into things." "Exactly. I hate the yachts and polo matches, I can stand cotillions, but I want to live a normal life, settle down, have kids." "Exactly." Our eyes locked, and there was nothing in the world but him.

"Amber?" I jumped, and saw mother. "Hello, mother." "Hello, Ruth." "Hello, Cal. Amber, what are you doing with Cal?" "We were getting to know each other, before the wedding." "Ah." The dinner bell rang, and I got up. "Well, I'll see you at dinner Cal." He got up, too, and kissed my hand. "Lovely to see you again, Ms. Dewitt Bukater." I blushed, and walked away.

Yeah, I was totally and irrevocably in love with Caledon Nathan Hockley