Authoress Note: Welcome to Chapter 6 of Go That Far. I want to thank those who have left reviews for this story. It really does mean a lot to me that you guys are enjoying this story. I hope that you guys will continue to enjoy this story. I'm working very hard on trying to make it the best story that I can be by adding in everything that I've been working with. Without further ado Chapter 6. ENJOY!

Chapter 6

"What's so important?" Beatrice asked as Melinda closed the door behind them after they had gotten to their room on the ship. Her brows were furrowed together in concern wondering what Melinda needed to talk to her about.

"Thomas Andrews so has the hots for you!" Melinda exclaimed and giggled as she watched Beatrice's reaction.

Beatrice's face went bright red. "How... What did he ask you?" She sputtered.

"He asked if Raoul was your husband. I told him that he was our brother. He had a blush on his face." Melinda said with a knowing look.

Beatrice squeaked. "Blush... he couldn't possibly like me already." She said shaking her head not liking the idea that he was already liking her more than what was to be expected.

Melinda giggled. "He likes you. I can tell." Melinda knew the look on Beatrice's face. "Bea... you are worried… I know you are... You've never handled men well and I know this. Just be yourself and you'll be fine. I mean he'll like you the way you are."

Beatrice's face went red again. "I don't know about that."

Melinda shook her head. "What are your plans for tonight?"

Beatrice thought for a moment. "Well, there is a room where not many people go into..." She said softly.

"You're planning on dancing aren't you?"

Beatrice blushed. "There's nothing wrong with it even though it is just me by myself," Beatrice said softly.

"Of course. You eat, breathe, and sleep dance. It's who you are."

Beatrice smiled. "Of course it is."

"Well, what time are you planning on going?"

"Before dinner."

"Really? You don't have much time then."

"Of course, I don't," Beatrice said. "I was going to change into something else before going to that room to dance. Are you going to join me?" Beatrice raised an eyebrow.

Melinda shrugged her shoulders. "Maybe."

"Care to help me into my next gown?" Beatrice asked Melinda with a smile.

Melinda smiled. "Of course."

Beatrice had chosen a red and black gown, very beautiful.

An idea popped into Melinda's head. She would set it into motion once Beatrice went to go and dance by herself. Melinda helped Beatrice into the beautiful gown and smiled at her.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, Bea," Melinda said with a smile. After helping Beatrice dress, Melinda pretended to busy herself with straightening up the room up until Beatrice left. Then she set out in search of Mr. Thomas Andrews, making sure she had her best-worried face on. When she found him he was talking with two red-haired women and a dark-haired man, all three obviously first-class passengers.

"Ah, hello again Melinda," Thomas said kindly when he saw her. He turned to address the people he was talking to and added, "This is Melinda, she and her siblings will be joining us for lunch tomorrow afternoon. Melinda, this is Ruth DeWitt Bukater and her daughter Rose, and this is Caledon Hockley."

"Lovely to meet all of you," Melinda said kindly. She noted that Rose looked a bit uncomfortable. She could identify with that. "I'm so sorry to interrupt your conversation, Mr. Andrews, but I was hoping you could help me with something."

"Certainly," he nodded before excusing himself from the other three. He began to walk along with Melinda. "What has you looking so worried, Miss?"

"Beatrice has wandered off and I'm not sure where she's gotten to. If I'm not mistaken, you know this ship better than anyone else on board. I thought if anyone could help me to find her it would be you," she made sure to add a mix of hope and desperation to her voice. She silently thanked god that her mother had pushed her into drama classes in high school.

"Of course, I'll help you," he answered.

She had a feeling that as soon as she'd mentioned Beatrice he had decided his answer would be yes. Melinda smiled on the inside knowing that she had gotten through the first step of her plan, but she had yet to figure out the rest of it.

"Do you have any idea where she would wander off to?" Thomas asked Melinda.

Melinda thought for a minute. "Well... she could've gone to the dining room for a snack," Melinda said, offering a small smile to him.

Thomas nodded his head. "Alright Miss Melinda we will check there first."

Melinda nodded her head and smiled. "Yes, Mr. Andrews."

The two of them began to walk to see if they could find Beatrice in the Dining room.

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This is the end of Chapter 6. I hope that you guys enjoyed this chapter. I actually cut a chapter in half to make this a little bit easier to read. I hope that you guys don't mind that. I hope that this chapter was fairly enjoyable to read. I hope that I didn't fail with writing the character of Thomas Andrews out. And I know that he was married in real life, but for the sake of this story, he's not. Please leave a review and let me know what you think. I'm currently brewing another story in my mind of a time traveler. But currently don't have any of it written yet since I am trying to make sure that I finish up the other stories that I have going on. I don't want to write any more stories without finishing some of them up. I hopefully will update next week with the next chapter. Until next time.