Come Hell or Highwater
Megan walked to Shavai and tapped her shoulder lightly.
"Katie and Darcie and Elizabeth are gone."
Immediatly, Shavai bid the gentlemen goodnight and walked off with us to find the others. Abruptly, a loud shout was heard from the only person who's voice could've belonged to my sister as she screamed out the lyrics to Linkin Park's 'Crawling'. While she shouted the words, Katie was taking control of the band trying to get them to do the music on the violins and piano. Katie was instructing the cello player to hold it as though it were a guitar and stop using the band.
Elizabeth sat at a table, hiding her blushing cheeks in her hand. She wanted to hide from it all. She finally changed her style thanks to Katie and Darcie's expertise. Her face shape was evened out and her make up was done, subtly but noticable. Her long chestnut brown hair tied back into a bun. She wore a red cherry dress that shimmered in the light.
Megan ran over to stop the mayhem of my sister and her demonic friend, who at the moment were threatening a piano player to play Evanescence's My Immortal. And at that moment, that's when I saw her. Rose Dewuitt Beakater, sitting at a table zoning off into space next to Caledon Hockley. He caught my eye. Even though he was the incarnation of the devil in the movie, it really didn't matter right now. Rose saw what mischeif Darcie had created and found it amusing. Thankfully for me, there was no relation between us in the ordinary person's eyes.
As Megan approached Darcie, she wrapped her hands around her to stop her from freak dancing with Katie. She pointed a finger and snapped at Katie, motioning to the table Elizabeth waited at "You! Sit!" Katie wimpered, but sat as she was told to.
Katie wore this amazing simple crimson and black dress and used a torn up garder as a choker. And Darcie wore a matching dress, that was cut up one part of the thigh as her idea of looking trendy. She pulled it off nicely, despite disgusted looks from older women. When she heard 'hmphs' and other sounds of disdain from people, she simply glanced back and flipped them off, and went about her business.
Ruth, Rose's mother, aka one of the bitchiest people alive, decided she didn't want Molly Brown to sit at their table and invited me and mistakably, Darcie, over. We left our friends momentarily, and sat at their table. I, across from Rose and Cal, and Darcie across from a man who was obviously new money. But still cute in Darcie's eyes, reminding her of the lead singer of Breaking Benjamin. She tried her best to act like a lady.
That lasted almost five minutes.
I made the usual chit-chat, asking about everyone, using the right untensils (thank god for Home Economics and their ettiquette lesson!) Darcie on the other hand, used whatever utensil she thought was appropriate, using one to throw at Katie who made lovey-dovey faces. She constantly lost a lot of silverware on the floor, and slouched in her chair. Not to mention when her high heels hurt her, she decided to take them off and massage her feet on the table.
When dinner was finished with, we all began dancing. Darcie and Katie, caused no more interuptions. Megan started looking at this nice boy who was a goth/prep in the making around her age. And even Elizabeth found a boy who was an aetheist that she took peticular interest in. Shavai chased a man to the upper deck of the ship who had insulted her for being black, and we hadn't seen her for a while. I stayed seated at the table as everyone began dancing with someone. I thought up poems at the table and wished urgently that I had some paper.
Suddenly, a hand turned me around. It was Cal. Slicked back hair, devious smile, a 5,000 watt smile that refused to die. I was waiting for him to introduce himself as James Bond. But instead, his mouth opened slowly as he took my hand,
"Ms. Davidson, would you do me the honor of this dance?"
God, I was about to melt. I didn't know why. I looked back at Rose for any sign if this would have some type of effect on her. She shrugged, and stared back down at the table. I shook my head at Cal and insisted he call me Sydney. Then I remembered something terrible. HOLY SHIT. I had no idea how to waltz. Should I tell him I'm just good at eating? That this was a whole cherade? That I should really be down in steerage? That this was all a front and I'm from the future, and this ship was going to sink? Hell no.
I stayed on my toes, going with the movements. "Let the man lead," what the hell did that mean anyway? The whole time, I ended up stepping on his toes half the time, and stepping on my own the other half. I kept wondering all these things: What should I do now? What's the next part in the script? What can we do to help make this avoided? Where'd Shavai go?
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Shavai held the man over the ship's side by his jacket.
"Are you EVER going to say something like that to me, again?" She asked calmly, before continuing in a rage. "Are you!?"
He shook his head no. Shavai started to let the jacket slip.
"No!" He screamed. Shavai smiled and tied his suspenders to the rail.
"You'd better hope these hold." She muttered as she picked up her dress and walked back to join us.
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I spent so much time looking at Cal. God, he was almost perfect. But I kept trying to remember his role was the bad guy. But, when you're holding onto him and he's holding onto you, it really doesn't matter. I eventually realized that he must've had one of those fights with Rose and used me as a "See?-I-can-have-who-ever-I-want" excuse to make her stay. Always playing second or not playing a base at all. This was a game of poker. Cal had a full house, Rose was the bet and well, I just lost.
That part of the dance finally ended, and we stepped apart. I looked back at the table for Rose. Shit! I did it again. That dress! The red dress! I remembered from the movie, she ran to the side of the ship to jump. But when I thought about it, I hadn't seen Megan and I hadn't seen Jack all night. I scolded myself mentally, for not searching for him. I just hoped that because we decided to change things, we didn't cut Rose out of the story.