~* Forever in Our hearts*~
A/N: After much cringing, having gone over "Forever In Our Hearts" in my head, day in, day out, I've made the decision to edit some unnecessary dialogue AND I'm changing the surname to something else. Dawson is just too confusing.
Disclaimer: I don't own Titanic. James Cameron does.
ALSO
Just a little note from ME
I was obsessed with Titanic in fourth grade, and then somehow, it just faded out of my life. BUT. One day, I was bored. So I decided to watch my cobweb covered video of Titanic after five years of slumber at the back of my video shelf. I instantly fell in love with Lightoller, and in about a week, I knew nearly everything about Lightoller and Titanic. But now I just sit here and wonder: How can a movie create such an impact in your life? I hopped onto FF.net and read "Wishes do come true" and it inspired me so much that a little light bulb thing clicked in my head, and I decided to write a story to show how much I love Titanic, its passengers and its crew. And here it is. Hope ya like it.
~*~*~*~*Forever In Our Hearts*~*~*~*
Chapter 1
April 10th, 1912
Southampton dock was filled with thousands of people waiting to board Titanic, the largest ship in the world, on April 10th, 1912. A few automobiles carrying 1st class passengers around, stopped, and let their passengers out. The one at the front let out 3 women. Two of them appeared to be twins, while the other appeared to be their mother. They all stepped onto the gangway leading into to the 1st class foyer and carried on inside the A deck corridors. When unsure of where to find their rooms, a steward kindly assisted them to their beautiful parlour suite rooms, on A deck.
The parlour suites were the most expensive rooms on the ship. They each had a private exclusive 50-foot promenade deck, 2 sitting rooms, and a bathroom.
"Will this do?" A young maid asked the mother.
"Of course, thankyou, Alice." The mother replied.
Later on, at about 8:30 pm, the Titanic boarded into Cherbourg, France, to pick up more waiting passengers.
"Well I wasn't about to wait all day for ya, sonny. Here, think you can manage?" a stout American lady asked a steward.
"Mother, she seems so impolite," one of the twins said, looking rather disappointed.
"Her name is Molly Brown. She is one of those 'new money women.' She is rather vulgar, I must say."
They all sat at dinner, in the First class dining room, and the twins sat there looking rather bored. Of course, you wouldn't blame them, because sitting at a table, full of famous, and high-profile people speaking mindless chatter, can get rather boring.
"Hey Clara, you wanna go out on the deck? It's a bit stuffy in here, don't you reckon?"
"Claire, no. We must stay in here. We're not supposed to be outside during dinner."
"Who cares, come on!"
Claire grabbed Clara, her sister, by the arm, and they headed out to the boat deck to have a look at the Atlantic waters.
Clara was looking above at the stars, while Claire, a bit of a daredevil, bent over the railing to get the feeling that she was flying.
Just then, an officer came up to them, and he poked Claire, startling her, and nearly sending her over the railing.
"What are you doi"- Claire was surprised to see the officer, she thought it was only Clara playing around.
"I believe you are not meant to be here at this time," the officer informed, "Please, make your way back to the dining saloon, and proceed with your dinner."
"Yeah, sorry." Claire apologized.
"I apologize, my sister has a tendency to think she owns things," Clara said, looking at her feet.
"That's alright. Just don't let me catch you again."The officer replied.
Clara and Claire walked back into dinner, and then went to bed, as they needed an early night for once.
A/N: After much cringing, having gone over "Forever In Our Hearts" in my head, day in, day out, I've made the decision to edit some unnecessary dialogue AND I'm changing the surname to something else. Dawson is just too confusing.
Disclaimer: I don't own Titanic. James Cameron does.
ALSO
Just a little note from ME
I was obsessed with Titanic in fourth grade, and then somehow, it just faded out of my life. BUT. One day, I was bored. So I decided to watch my cobweb covered video of Titanic after five years of slumber at the back of my video shelf. I instantly fell in love with Lightoller, and in about a week, I knew nearly everything about Lightoller and Titanic. But now I just sit here and wonder: How can a movie create such an impact in your life? I hopped onto FF.net and read "Wishes do come true" and it inspired me so much that a little light bulb thing clicked in my head, and I decided to write a story to show how much I love Titanic, its passengers and its crew. And here it is. Hope ya like it.
~*~*~*~*Forever In Our Hearts*~*~*~*
Chapter 1
April 10th, 1912
Southampton dock was filled with thousands of people waiting to board Titanic, the largest ship in the world, on April 10th, 1912. A few automobiles carrying 1st class passengers around, stopped, and let their passengers out. The one at the front let out 3 women. Two of them appeared to be twins, while the other appeared to be their mother. They all stepped onto the gangway leading into to the 1st class foyer and carried on inside the A deck corridors. When unsure of where to find their rooms, a steward kindly assisted them to their beautiful parlour suite rooms, on A deck.
The parlour suites were the most expensive rooms on the ship. They each had a private exclusive 50-foot promenade deck, 2 sitting rooms, and a bathroom.
"Will this do?" A young maid asked the mother.
"Of course, thankyou, Alice." The mother replied.
Later on, at about 8:30 pm, the Titanic boarded into Cherbourg, France, to pick up more waiting passengers.
"Well I wasn't about to wait all day for ya, sonny. Here, think you can manage?" a stout American lady asked a steward.
"Mother, she seems so impolite," one of the twins said, looking rather disappointed.
"Her name is Molly Brown. She is one of those 'new money women.' She is rather vulgar, I must say."
They all sat at dinner, in the First class dining room, and the twins sat there looking rather bored. Of course, you wouldn't blame them, because sitting at a table, full of famous, and high-profile people speaking mindless chatter, can get rather boring.
"Hey Clara, you wanna go out on the deck? It's a bit stuffy in here, don't you reckon?"
"Claire, no. We must stay in here. We're not supposed to be outside during dinner."
"Who cares, come on!"
Claire grabbed Clara, her sister, by the arm, and they headed out to the boat deck to have a look at the Atlantic waters.
Clara was looking above at the stars, while Claire, a bit of a daredevil, bent over the railing to get the feeling that she was flying.
Just then, an officer came up to them, and he poked Claire, startling her, and nearly sending her over the railing.
"What are you doi"- Claire was surprised to see the officer, she thought it was only Clara playing around.
"I believe you are not meant to be here at this time," the officer informed, "Please, make your way back to the dining saloon, and proceed with your dinner."
"Yeah, sorry." Claire apologized.
"I apologize, my sister has a tendency to think she owns things," Clara said, looking at her feet.
"That's alright. Just don't let me catch you again."The officer replied.
Clara and Claire walked back into dinner, and then went to bed, as they needed an early night for once.
