Disclaimer: I do not own Titanic, it's historical passengers, crew members, or the White Star Line, however I do own these characters! I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANT WITH THEM!

Summary: On April 10, 1912, people flocked from all over Europe to board the RMS Titanic, the greatest ship of the time. Sightseers filled the platforms in Southampton to see her off. Amongst the throngs of people, were seven unlikely passengers from different classes and lifestyles, all going to New York in search of a better life. A first class woman with her maid, whom was her closest friend, a lawyer, a young woman married to a banker, two sisters whom didn't get along, and an aspiring writer. Together they form the most unusual of friendships. But amidst them were secrets and lies that, in such a short time took the group of friends and turned them all against one another. Only when Titanic met it's demise, would the secrets be unveiled, the lies untold and perhaps a love would begin to take shape, but with a huge price.

A/NOk you have read the summary, if you don't like it, leave. If you do like it please stay and keep reading. This story shouldn't be as horrific as my first one. HAHA. I am writing this story for history class, so it has to be better! The main characters in this story actually take after my friends. So I would like to thank you all, for those who know, and for those who don't, Good! You don't want to. hehe So on with the story!!! Oh yah, the events in this story may not have actually occurred. I'm not going to be too precise with how I write this. But I will try to include all the key events that took place. For example, First Class passengers from 1912, spoke much more politely for lack of better words. The characters in this story are going to speak normally so you may understand them, and I don't know how exactly they used to speak. Oh well...

Chapter One:

It was nearly11:30 as the elaborate First Class boat train from London arrived at the docks of Southampton. On board were some of the wealthiest people of the time. Amongst them was a woman of nineteen, who wasn't necessarily royalty.
Guinievere took a deep breath as she made her way off the train. Her long, loose curls of chestnut, brown hair blew in the ocean's breeze as she turned around, beckoning for her maid, Lily, to follow. Lily had been carrying the majority of the luggage, but she was thankful that Guinievere had taken the heaviest of them herself.
The salty smell of the air enveloped the two women as they made their way towards the crowded platforms. Lily had been dragging behind; balancing boxes in her left hand while carrying, or rather dragging a trunk her in right. Trying to adjust a bit, she collided right into Guinievere, who wasn't paying attention either and the boxes and their contents scattered to the ground.

"Oh no! I'm so sorry!" Lily whimpered as she knelt to the ground, picking up the scattered belongings.

However, Guinievere did not hear her, she was too preoccupied with what she saw before her. Lily stood up after having finished closing the trunk.

"What is it? What is it that makes you so unrespon......" but she couldn't finish what she was saying. Standing before her was the largest ship she had ever seen.
"Oh, I see. It's so large. How could it ever be considered as 'unsinkable'?" Lily said, shrinking behind Guinievere's sound stature.
"I don't know?" she replied, stupid enough to answer rhetorical questions. But we must get moving, or we'll be late." With that Lily returned to their pile of belongings, relieved to see that Guinevere had taken a couple of the boxes and placed them on the trunk she had already been carrying.

Jocelyn Jamison gasped as she rounded the corner with her husband at her side, lugging a huge trunk.

"It's so big and pretty!" She said in awe, looking as if she were a child in a candy shop.

She never really acted her age. She always seemed a few years behind the rest of her friends but that didn't bother her much. Walking towards the ramp, she became distracted by everything she saw, primarily the shiny things. She was trying to take in all of the action and the large ship that stood before her.
Checking in was simple and the couple began to walk to the elevator that would take them to E deck, where their cabin was. Stepping over the threshold of room #5, Jocelyn and her husband dropped the trunk at the end of the large wooden bunk beds, which were draped with quality linen and each had a mini canopy. On the opposite wall sat a mahogany cabinet holding the washbasin and a chamber pot sat next to the bed, with the White Star Line emblem emblazoned on it's side. The ceiling still sported the classic beams with bolts other, less luxurious ships had.
Although small, and somewhat cramped, Jocelyn still found the room comfortable and luxurious. She went to her trunk to unpack her belongings in the space provided, ignoring all attempts from her husband to try to get her attention.

A rather disgruntled James Zimri entered his first class suite with more than enough to worry about. The people taking care of his luggage had somehow found a way to "misplace" it and his very valuable belongings.
He began to pace the room, not paying attention to the luxury he had walked into, instead he walked back and forth, running a quick, nimble hand through his neatly combed black hair. His dark brown eyes flared with anger as they surveyed the room, watching the door, hoping for his belongings to magically appear. James wasn't usually like this, so fidgety and easily angered, but lately he had been. His mutterings were interrupted when there was a knock on the door.
"Excuse me sir. Are you James Adam Zimri?"
"Yes!"
"We found your luggage. It somehow ended up amongst a couple of our third class passengers. Sorry for the inconvenience. Please call if you need any assistance. The bell is right over there." The crewmember pointed to the corner near a table with a large bouquet of flowers placed on it. With that he was gone, leaving the luggage near the large bed.
Relieved, James slid the trunks aside and began to get comfortable looking around the spacious room with the wall- to -wall carpeting and the mahogany furnishings. The room smelled of flowers and it seemed like it had never been lived in, and indeed this was true. James stood up and began to unpack everything except the last small chest, which he slid under the bed.

Nicole and Olivia were running extremely late. Sprinting with their suitcases through mobs of people to reach the platforms. The health checks took such a long time and Olivia thought them so unimportant. But Nicole had a sneaking suspicion that someone was following them and had been since they had entered Southampton. She kept on glancing back to see if anyone was there, but there was no one in sight. Just people they had just dodged. Reaching the ramp they gave the officer their tickets and walked through the door.
Nicole took this as an opportunity to see if anyone had been on their trail. She grabbed Olivia by the sleeve of her dress and pulled her against the wall beside her. Looking towards the open door, they watched for the next person to enter. But before the two sisters were about to give up and find their room, an exhausted young man ran in, nearly forgetting to give the officer his ticket. Nicole watched him as he began to walk towards the stairs, when his head suddenly turned their way. His blond hair was a bit messy, but his handsome features were still stunning. He suddenly turned towards them. Nicole had no idea what to do. She, along with her sister stood still looking at the stranger who was approaching them. His hand went into his pocket and Olivia and Nicole both inhaled together, not sure what to expect. Instead he pulled out a white piece of cloth that had something inside. Olivia's eyes widened in recognition.
"Hey, give that back, you thief!" Olivia cried as she snatched the bundle from the man's hand. "How dare you take what belongs to me!"
The man didn't look at all angry or intimidated instead he held out his hand towards the girl as if in greeting.
"My name is Julian. Julian Williams. I had no intention of stealing this. I just wanted to return it to you when you had dropped it out on the docks. I mean no harm."
At this Olivia felt embarrassed for lashing out at him like that. She extended her hand to shake his.
"I'm Olivia Fisher and this is my older sister Nicole. I'm so sorry for my rude behavior, sir. I do hope you will forgive me."
Julian just chuckled a little and told them he would see them later. Olivia watched him as he walked down the stairs, hoping that she would. And they soon proceeded down the stairs to their cabin.

A/N OK that is the end of chapter 1. It will be slow right now since I have to introduce the characters and have them meet, but it will pick up and become a bit more exciting as the story progresses. I hope you liked it so far. I'm sorry if it's a bit confusing. Please R/R if you want. Thanx :)