Chapter 5:
Well, thank you to all my reviewers! You make me feel so inspired. Merry Christmas!
Elissa followed Rose out of the Tea Room. Elissa frowned slightly, her face no longer feigning the polite, yet uninterested look that it had held just moments before. Rose noted that despite her efforts at trying to hide it, Elissa looked hopeless.
"Well, that was interesting, was it not," Elissa asked politely.
Rose, grabbed Elissa's white lace-gloved hand and pulled her into a powder room. Elissa gasped at the swift movement that she had not been expecting.
"Rose, whatever are you-"
Rose put a hand over Elissa's mouth, shushing the girl's protests. "Sh! Be quiet Elissa!"
Elissa's dark brown eyes swam with confusion, but she nodded. Rose smiled gently and removed her hand from Elissa's mouth. Elissa gave her a questioning look.
Rose sighed, "Elissa, you are quite bored with your life, are you not?"
Elissa snorted, an short, unladylike sound. "Of course I am."
Rose smiled, "Let us freely speak of our lives. I don't want to talk about lady-like things."
Elissa's eyebrows furrowed, "Pardon? What do you mean?" What did Rose DeWitt-Bukater want to talk about?
"I mean, that we should be able to freely discuss our lives."
Elissa looked around nervously, "I am not entirely sure that that is-"
Rose put up a hand, "Come on, Elissa. All I'm asking is to talk about things that aren't the weather and gossip."
Elissa sighed, "If that is all, because my mother..."
Rose smiled, "It will be fine."
Elissa nodded. It couldn't hurt, could it?
"If Mother finds out, you'll be in a load of trouble," Taylor warned.
Oh shut it! Rose seems nice enough, she is not going to get me into trouble twenty minutes after I have just met her!
"How about you go and talk to that Mr. Barrie chap. He seemed quite friendly!"
Shut up!
Rose looked curiously at Elissa, her mouth slightly open, "Um, excuse me?"
Elissa colored and realized that she had shouted shut up aloud. "I'm terribly sorry, Miss DeWitt-Bukater, I am not quite myself today."
"Today? Ha! You've always been a slight crazy Lissie! But I love ya anyway!" Taylor added from the depths of her mind.
Elissa ignored her brother and looked back up at Rose.
"It's quite alright Lady DiVois."
Elissa scowled at her title, but followed Rose out of the powder room, feeling that, perhaps, she had made a new friend.
XxXx
"Your sister is nice," Harold Bride commented while standing from a chair left at the side of the small room, to walk over to Jack Phillips.
Jack looked up from the telegraph and smirked, "She's too good for you Harry. You've no chance with her."
Harry feigned a wounded expression, "That was mean Jack. I think that Elissa would marry me if I asked."
Jack shook his head and laughed, "I don't think so, Harry. You only met her an hour and a half ago." Jack's eyes widened at something behind Harry, and he struggled not to laugh.
Harry stood straighter, "I think so! All I'd have to do is go up and ask! I'd get down on one knee and say, 'Miss Elissa, would you care to be my wife?' And she'd say-"
"She would say, 'No, Harold Bride. Lady Elissabeth DiVois would not be your wife, sorry," Elissa spoke from behind Harry, Rose at her side. The two women laughed at Harry's expression.
"Lady!? Jack! You didn't tell me that she was a Lady! What is her mother? A Duchess?"
Jack laughed, "Yes."
Elissa turned to Rose, "I told you that we would find amusement in here." Rose nodded. Elissa walked over to Jack, "Jackie!"
Jack scowled, "I don't like that nickname."
Elissa smirked, "I know."
"What were you late for?"
Elissa frowned, "Tea time." She snorted, "I don't even like the stuff; I prefer coffee."
Jack gasped, "A Lady who doesn't like tea! My lord! What is the world coming to!?" Jack laughed, as did Elissa.
Elissa jumped up, realizing that she had not introduced Rose to Jack and Harry.
"Jack, Harry, this is Miss Rose DeWitt-Bukater."
Rose smiled and shook the hands of both men.
"Rose, this is Harold Bride, and Jack Phillips, Marconi officers on this fine ship!"
"Which was designed by her brother!" Jack piped up.
Elissa smacked him, hissing, "Jack!"
Rose raised an eyebrow, confused, "Your brother is Mr. Andrews?"
Elissa glared at Jack, who in return, shrunk under her glare, "No. My brother helped Mr. Andrews design the ship."
"You brother? I must meet him!" Rose called excitedly.
"I'm afraid that you can't," Elissa spoke, softly.
"Why ever not?" Rose asked.
"Because he died." At Rose's horrified look, Jack decided to elaborate his terse statement, "He was helping oversee the building of the ship and he died in an accident."
Rose gasped, "I'm so sorry!"
Elissa waved her hand, "It's fine."
A knock interrupted the four friends. "Is Lady Elissa in there, Jack?" a voice called out.
Elissa gasped, "Damn it!" Everyone looked at her, surprised, and Elissa rolled her eyes, "What? A first class woman cannot curse? Just don't tell my mother!"
Jack and Harry were laughing when the door opened and a man walked in, "Oh, Elissa, I've been searching the ship for you dear."
Elissa smoothed her skirt, "Mr. Andrews," she greeted.
"I would very much like to talk with you. Care to go for a stroll?"
Elissa looked back at Rose, "I was actually escorting Miss DeWitt-Bukater around the ship-"
"Oh no, Mr. Andrews, I'll be fine with Mr. Phillips and Mr. Bride. She's all yours."
Elissa glared at Rose and Jack before following Mr. Andrews outside of the Marconi room. She sighed. I have to get this over with at some point, it might as well be now.
"You want it to be later."
Shut up.
"Well, you do!"
Shut up!
"He wants to talk to you about something."
Yes I know. You.
"Me?"
Yes. Your death.
"Oh." Taylor grew quiet.
~~Upisdowngirl~~