That night, I'm sitting in my room, trying to find something appropriate to wear. I don't believe what Jack says – I'm sure whatever I wear I will be judged on, though I do want to make a good impression.

In the end I settle for a blue dress with silver beads dotted around the bottom. I look in the mirror and decide what to do with my hair. I wish I was more like Rose, she had a complexion to die for. Her red hair, dark eyes and pale skin was something I'd always wanted and I didn't have a very interesting face – long blonde hair and grey eyes. I try to pull my hair into a bun but it ends up all bumpy at the top with parts falling out of the back. I sigh, pull it down and try again, but it still doesn't work.

I wasn't planning on telling anyone where I was going, but I needed Rose's help. I walk next door to her room and knock on the door. "Rose?" I say, opening it, hoping Cal isn't in there.

"Lily," She says. "Are you okay?"

"Is Cal here?" I whisper, poking my head around the door.

"No," She says. "He's gone to get my necklaces for dinner." She turns around and looks at me. "That isn't the best dress for dinner Lily, it's more of a day dress, really." She says.

"I know." I say, "I'm not coming to dinner with you tonight."

She frowns, then sighs. "You're not going off with that man from third class are you?" When I don't reply, she laughs. "Really, Lily, you really aren't the typical first class passenger, are you?"

I smile and sit down next to her at the dressing table. "Will you do my hair for me, please?" I ask.

She nods. "Having trouble?"

"You know I can never do it as perfect as you can." I reply. "You're so lucky, Rose. You're so pretty."

"So are you." She replies, brushing my hair through.

I shake my head. "Not as much as you." I pause, glancing at the door in the mirror. "Which necklace are you wearing tonight?"

"It's one Cal got me a few days ago. It's named the Heart of the Ocean – it's a beautiful necklace, very a heavy and cold thing." She sighs. "I'm not a great fan of it, but I suppose I have to wear it."

"Will you wear it on your wedding day?" I ask. "As something blue?"

"I suppose so. I hadn't thought of that." She pulls back my hair and twists it into a bun. "You can borrow my clip." She says, sliding her jewelled butterfly clip into my hair. It was her favourite and never leant it to me.

"Thank you!" I say, then hesitate. "Are you sure? What if I break it?"

She shrugs. "Cal was never a big fan of it. He doesn't approve of such things." She pauses and I see the sadness in her eyes. I hope against hope that she grows to love Cal – she's one hundred times prettier, intelligent and more charismatic than I am and she really does deserve the best. "Now, go on, before Cal gets back." She smiles at me. "Enjoy yourself. Tell me all about it, won't you?"

I nod and hug her, before hurrying out of the door.

I hurry down through the first class dining room, hoping not to be stopped by anyone. It doesn't last too long. "Miss DeWitt Bukateur?" Someone calls my name and I have to stop and turn around. "Are you not dining with us tonight?"

"No, not tonight, I'm afraid." I say, wanting to get away without anymore questions.

"You have plans?" He asks and I nod, before hurrying through the doors and onto the deck.

I walk along the deck, past the second class sign, until I see the third class sign and Jack waiting outside for me. He sees me before I see him.

"You look beautiful" He says.

"I'm not too overdressed?" I ask as he slips his hand into mine.

"No, not at all." He says and leads me down the steps into the third class dining room. There's music playing and men sitting gambling on all sides and parents trying to have conversations over the noise of their children, that run around the bar area, chasing each other.

"Wow." I say.

"Do you like it? I know it's not anything close to what you're used to, but it's what I'm used to." He says.

I nod enthusiastically. "Yes! It feels much more like home here."

"Come on, let's get you a drink." He says, leading me to the bar.

And for the first time in a long time, I feel truly happy. Like I don't have to pretend to be someone I'm not – I can just be accepted for who I am. I notice people staring at me as I walk through with Jack. I hope I can show them I'm not just the stuck up first class girl they first see me as.