She's So High

(A/N: This Story takes place between the 1st Class Dinner and Steerage partyJ Jack's Thoughts on Rose and his expectations from her.)

He had no idea what he was doing. That was rather obvious from the way his hand trembled as he gripped the banister of the grand staircase. He had no idea of what he was thinking of as he pressed the note into Rose's hand just as he left the table. He knew that after tonight, he would probably never see her again. They were from two different worlds. She was a princess and he…a poor pauper, trying to make the best out of what he had. He should have just let it go. Leave her to her destiny and continue on with his. But something wouldn't allow him to do that. Something inside him ranted and raged against the scheme of things that he had once been so willing to accept. He didn't care that he was third class…all he knew was that he had to see her again. Even though he knew that nothing could come out of his pursuit of her.

She's blood, flesh and bone
No tucks or silicone
She's touch, smell, sight, taste and sound

Even thought She was one of the first class types that had seemed so plastic and fake, he had sensed something real about her. They had connected some how, on some deep spiritual level. He couldn't let that go. Even though, he know nothing could ever happen. She belonged to another, and there was nothing he could do about it.

But somehow I can't believe
That anything should happen
I know where I belong
And nothing's gonna happen
Yeah, yeah

'Cause she's so high...
High above me, she's so lovely
She's so high...
Like Cleopatra, Joan of Arc, or Aphrodite
She's so high...
High above me

The hope of a romantic relationship was out of the question he could be her friend. Show her that life wasn't all galas and polo matches. No, he couldn't be her lover, but he could be something even better. Something those high society types could never understand. He could set the firiery spirit he had glimpsed that day on the deck free and give her the time of her life. For one night, he could give her that freedom that she seemed to crave so desperately. A freedom that seemed to be forbidden in her first class world.


First class and fancy free
She's high society
She's got the best of everything

What could a guy like me
Ever really offer?
She's perfect as she can be
Why should I even bother?

He may not the makings of a millionaire, but he could still show her what freedom and happiness really was. For just one night, he could be the one to hold her in his arms and fly above all ranks and class lines. For one night, they could just be Jack and Rose. Two people who just want to enjoy life to the fullest. That was one thing he could give her and he would. He'll take her hand and lead her away from her stuffy first class life and show her how the other half lived.

'Cause she's so high...
High above me, she's so lovely
She's so high...
Like Cleopatra, Joan of Arc, or Aphrodite
She's so high...
High above me

Soft footfalls behind him is what made him turn around and freeze in shock. He hadn't thought she'd come, but she did. She looked a bit nervous, a bit shy. But a steely determination laid behind all the misgivings her green eyes revealed. Like all the great beautiful women before her, Rose Dewitt Bukater was taking a risk, a risk that he was going to make sure that she would never regret. Yes, he knew romance was impossible., but the chance of something deeper was there and that was enough for him.


She comes to speak to me
I freeze immediately
'Cause what she says sounds so unreal

But somehow I can't believe
That anything should happen
I know where I belong
And nothing's gonna happen
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

Jack Smiled, happy and confident. She was so beautiful, so unattainable…so there. She may be high above him on some levels, but right now nothing stood in their way. Nothing but friendship may come from this, but it would be a friendship that would last a lifetime.

"Are you ready to go to a real party?" Jack asked, his hands stuffed in his pocket, hiding his nervousness.

Rose just smiled and nodded. She knew that her status was above his, but she didn't care. She wanted to spend more time with Jack, and that was what she was going to do. Social barriers be damned. She knew that nothing could happen with Jack, but for one night, she was going to forget about first class life and pretend that she was just another girl, on the arm of one of the handsomest men on the ship. Who cares if he was third class, because deep inside, so was she. No matter what her mother and Cal and to say about it. She wasn't any higher then Jack on the spiritual level and tonight, she was going to prove. Taking his hand, they continue up the staircase and down to the third class general room, where everyone wondered just how Jack Dawson got such a high class girl to come with him. In their eyes, Rose was high above them all, but to Jack and Rose, she wasn't. She was just another girl, enjoying what Jack had called, a real party.



'Cause she's so high...
High above me, she's so lovely
She's so high...
Like Cleopatra, Joan of Arc, or Aphrodite
She's so high...
High above me

She's So High-Tal Bachman

The End