Hello all this is the 1st chapter of my new story, It is also my 1st story so I'm really excited to hear what you think so please comment! So title credit goes to The Maine for their amazing song Everything I Ask For, seriously go check it out! This chapter's title comes from the classic Leaving on a Jet Plane, pick a version. And of course I know people weren't going around flying but it seemed fitting for the 1st sailing day.

I pushed my worn suitcase under my bunk, and smiled as I once again pressed my nose to the brand new sheets of the bed. They were softer to touch than any blanket I had ever used, and still smelled of fresh linen.

"Annabelle, do you want to go walk around the deck with me?" My Mama asked smiling. "Of course Mama."

She motioned me to follow her.

We walked together to the 3rd class deck. Neither of us said anything as we walked. The sun was bright on my face and a light breeze caressed my cheeks.

"Mama, why did you want to walk?" I asked my voice barely above a murmur. I knew she had something to say to me that she didn't want anyone else to hear.

"Anna," She sighed "I worry about you. You realize that don't you?" I nodded mutely, bracing myself for another jab at what I did in my free time. About how I needed to spend less time in the ship yards and more practicing my sewing and my cooking.

"I want you to get married." That stopped me in my tracks. "Your nineteen years old, I was seventeen when I married your Papa."

"What!" I gasped, staring at her. "No, I will get married when I please!"

"Anna listen to me, I don't want you to end up a lonely spinster!" I spun around walking quickly in the opposite direction "I'm not listening to this." I snapped pushing my hair away from my face.

"Annabelle Molly O'Shae listen to me." Her voice was sharp as she trotted behind me. I spun around narrowing my eyes at her "No" my voice was sharp.

She froze biting her lip, then she nodded and made her way to the stairway that lead to the 3rd class cabins.

I waited until she was out of sight then collapsed onto the wooden bench that was bolted to the deck. Heaving out a sob I rested my face in my hands. How could she be so heartless sometimes? It seemed as if she were more eager to see me married than as I truly was.

I must have been there for a long while, because when I looked up the sun was setting and a tall man with a sheepish smile on his face was standing in front of me.

"Are you alright Miss?" He asked kneeling by the bench, looking up at me. "Oh," I quickly whipped my tears from my face, suddenly realizing how childish I was being. "I'm fine I was just," I paused, not really know what to say. "My Mama and I got into a slight quarrel. Nothing to be alarmed about."

The man I now recognized as an officer, grinned widely. "Well if it has the ability to draw you to tears it must be something that would draw alarm." I could feel my cheeks flame.

"It's just I'm nineteen and unmarried and my Mama worries. She wants me to marry as soon as possible, and it's just so frustrating because well who would want to marry me?

He raised his eyebrows. "Miss I hope I'm not being to forward to say but I don't know who wouldn't want to marry you. You are one of the most gorgeous women I have ever met."

Once again my cheeks flamed crimson. "Do you think so," I murmured softly, internally cursing myself for acting like a lovesick school girl. "Yes!" He nodded moving to sit down. "whoever gave you the idea that you were anything but gorgeous?"

I shrugged "No one really. It's just something I've always accepted as a simple truth."

He chuckled shaking his head "Well I can assure you it isn't." He opened his mouth to say something else but was interrupted by another officer tapping his shoulder. "Harry, Your shift is up."

The newly discover 'Harry' turned and nodded at the younger man behind him "Thanks Jimmy." Harry turned to me "Well I must be off, but before I go, may I have your name?"

"Anna," I said smiling "Annabelle O'Shae."

"Annabelle" he said softly to himself. "Well Annabelle, I am Fifth Officer Harold Lowe, at your service. But you can call me Harry."

With that and a wave of his hand, he was gone leaving me with only a name and smile. And who knows maybe….love?

Just wait till Mama finds out.

So that is chapter one I hope you liked it, I know short and not that good. But I had to get the ball rolling somehow.

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3-- Ali