I'm still continuing and when I reach chapter 10, I'm gonna take a break and finish at least 10 chapters on another story. Short story: 10 chapters then another 10 for another story.

April 11, 1912 6:13 P.M.

"So, tell me again how we're allowed here?" Asked Fabrizio following Jack into the first class deck.

Jack sighed and told him about the incident. He described the weather, the emotions, the dress she was wearing and her words. It seemed like he read it in a book: all organized and neat. Every page in order and very descriptive. Perfect dialogue and perfect storyline.

"Are you sure about this?" His best friend asked catching disgusted looks at the first class passengers. He knew that they were like any other rich folks: they think first and third class passengers shouldn't mix.

"Yes," Jack answered and he walked to the front door on the dining room.

A praying mantis security guard stopped them before they walked in and scolded, "First class passengers only."

"Rose DeWitt Bukater sent me here," Jack answered firmly.

"Hmm," He answered, not believing them. He thought they were lying.

"Jack?" Rose asked opening the dining hall door.

"They say that you sent them here," The security guard mumbled.

"Spicer, if they say I sent them here, then you should believe them," Rose said as she let Jack and Fabrizio inside the warm dining room.

"That's just like Rose: letting undeserving passengers into this dining hall," Spicer muttered making sure Jack and Fabrizio heard.

Jack and Fabrizio ignored Spicer's comment and walked but couldn't believe their eyes. The walls were painted a delicated orange and the space was so big that all of England could fit in there. The chandelier, each diamond delicately picked and cut, hung up proudly in the cieling. Lively yet slow music filled the room, mixing with the sound of glasses touching, feet touching the carpeted ground, laughter, chatter, utensils touching plates and chairs moving. The chairs were covered with the most finest silk and were very comfortable. Even the table clothes were made of silk imported from China.

Rose led them to a table where Ruth and Caledon were on and motioned them to sit down.

"Mother, this is Jack and his friend Fabrizio." Rose said simply. Fabrizio told her his name earlier.

"Are you a first class passenger?" Ruth asked eyeing him.

"No, I'm a third class passenger." He answered with a smile.

Ruth couldn't help but smile back. After all, he did save her daughter so they least she could was smile back at him.

"Alright, let's see what's on the menus, shall we?" Asked Caledon interrupting Jack and Ruth.

Jack and Fabrizio opened up their menus and read the whole page top to bottom:

"First Course

Hors D'Oeuvres
Oysters

Second Course

Consommé Olga
Cream of Barley

Third Course

Poached Salmon with Mousseline Sauce, Cucumbers

Fourth Course

Filet Mignons Lili Saute of Chicken, Lyonnaise
Vegetable Marrow Farci

Fifth Course

Lamb, Mint Sauce
Roast Duckling, Apple Sauce
Sirloin of Beef, Chateau Potatoes
Green Pea
Creamed Carrots
Boiled Rice Parmentier & Boiled New Potatoes

Sixth Course

Punch Romaine

Seventh Course

Roast Squab & Cress

Eighth Course

Cold Asparagus Vinaigrette

Ninth Course

Pate de Foie Gras
Celery

Tenth Course

Waldorf Pudding
Peaches in Chartreuse Jelly
Chocolate & Vanilla Eclairs
French Ice Cream."

"Wow, that sure is alot!" Jack said.

"Wait till desert." Rose said jokingly.

After their dinner was served and the rest of their ten-course meal, Jack and Fabrizio began to know alittle bit about them and the other people around the table. Some wanted to start over, some wanted to meet their family members and some wanted to get some fresh air. It felt strange that those people were so kind to them, not caring if their third-class passengers. It seemed like they were treating them like family.

"And we're planning to raise a family and settle in America," Madeline, a stripped tiger, finished taking a sip of her water. She chose water over wine, since she was expecting a child.

"Wow, that must exiciting," Jack answered fascinated.

"Yeah, and hopefully I can start my own company where hopefully our son can work there," Jacob, also a stripped tiger, said.

"How do you know it's a boy when it can be a girl?" Madeline laughed.

"Well, if it's a girl, we'll love her still," he answered kissing her on the cheek.

Suddenly slow music filled the room. The music bounced off the walls making a slow and steady rhythm. The rhythm was as sweet as honey and as slow as time. The dancefloor was cleared and the music happily mixed in with the laughter and excitment. "Would you like to dance?" Asked Caledon holding his hand to Rose. Rose looked at Jack. She'd rather be dancing with him. She forced a smile and answered, "Yes, I'd love to," "Don't they look like that perfect couple? They will get married once we reach New York." Ruth sighed happily. Jack knew Rose wasn't happy. He knew she didn't want to marry him. He knew that was the reason why Rose tried to jump off the ship. He knew that Ruth made Rose marry Caledon only for social class, not whether she liked him or not. It wouldn't matter to her.

And Jack knew one thing that shocked him most of all: He's falling in love with her.

I hope it's long enough and man, isn't that meal really huge? I can't imagine eating all of it! And congratulations to Animation Universe 2005 for reaching his 5th year in fanfiction! Keep it up!