Authors Note: Hello I apologise for my earlier mistake, pointed out to me in a recent review; of course it is the RMS Titanic, not HMS Titanic. I don't know what I was thinking! Thank you for pointing that out. Hope you enjoy this chapter. Jack will be making his grand appearance next chapter! Robyn x

I awoke the next morning to Ann's face looming over me. I shrieked and promptly fell off the bed.

"Ann!" I proclaimed, loudly, "Don't DO that to me! And where were you last night? You left Freddie all on his own!"

"So sorry, miss, but I do have some rather exciting news! I was just waiting for you to wake up!" Ann's face was bright, her eyes shining.

"Fine" I said, I couldn't deny her excitement "What is the news?"

"Well, last night, I went to the most amazing party ever! Down in steerage! Oh, it was wonderful! All drinks and music and dancing. There was a most charming man down there too, Mr Donald Rust. Oh, he was wonderful!" Ann had obviously been dying to tell me this news. It took me a little while to digest what she had said.

"A party? I said. Down in steerage? However did you know there was such a party?" I asked.

"A steerage lad told me, while I was on the Poop Deck yesterday afternoon. Sorry for leaving Freddie on his own, but I had no choice. Where were you all afternoon? I'm sure you had jobs to be doing!"

"Well, Mr Hockley was otherwise engaged; therefore he permitted me the time off. I took a wonderful look around the ship"

"Mr Hockley was otherwise engaged?" Ann's eyes went as wide as saucers "Mr Hockley found better things to be doing then bossing us lot around? Well I never!"

I frowned a little and turned away. I had seen no evidence of Cal bossing me around, and I didn't like the way other people spoke about him either. Ann sense my feelings, and changed the subject quickly,

"Scarlett, I should think you would like to go to one of these parties! Donald said they are on every night down in steerage on ships like this!" I expected I should be hearing a lot more about his Donald man before this trip was over.

"Well..." I said.

"Oh, do say you will go!" said Ann "I shall watch Freddie for you". The idea of a fun party did sound appealing. But then, I looked towards the door.

"Oh!" said Ann "Do not worry what the Misters Lovejoy and Hockley should think. I shall cover for you, say you have a fever or head pain; something like that. You simply must go, you will enjoy yourself I'm sure!"

"Oh, okay then." I said, quickly, before I could change my mind. "Come on, or we'll be late"

The morning passed with little interest of events. I caught not a glimpse of Cal, only of Mr Lovejoy, whom was in his room all morning while I polished silver with another maid who I did not know the name of.

Just before noon, Mr Lovejoy gave a telegram to take to the mail room, and, after checking I had Cal's card in my pocket, I left the room.

I skipped down the corridor, humming a jolly tune I had heard the band play at breakfast. I was in high spirits; looking forward to the party in steerage tonight. I looked down at the telegram Mr Lovejoy had given me, it was another one to New York, I assumed about business. It was all he and Cal ever seemed to talk about; that and money.

Because I was looking down at the telegram, I wasn't looking where I was going, and walked straight on into someone!

"Oh, sorry..." I looked up, and found myself staring at Cal.

"Sir! Gosh I am so sorry! I just wasn't looking where I was going I..."I trailed off. Cal wasn't even listening to my stammered apology, he pushed me gently aside and made his way down the corridor at an alarming pace. I soon found out why.

I had not gone ten feet when a women in fine dress came bustling up to me. I recognised her immediately as Lady Horsaw, the one who Cal had refused partnership too.

"Oh, you, girl." She snapped at me. I did not like being referred to as "girl". I narrowed my eyes at her, instinctively. She continued without me even saying anything.

"You are Caledon Hockley's servant girl, correct?" I didn't like the way she was looking at me, as though I was a piece a piece of dirt on the ground. I decided to play her along.

I pretended to ponder this idea for awhile before saying, "Why, yes, I do believe I am."

She sighed, "I do not have time for insolence, child. It is simply urgent I find Mr Hockley this instant. Run along and find him for me." Who did this woman think she was? Bossing me around like this, the cheek! I was certainly not going to get Cal for her, especially seeing as I now believed I had run into him trying to get away from this woman.

"Terribly sorry Miss," I put on a false grovelling voice. "But I simply must deliver this telegram for Mr Lovejoy; it would be quite disastrous is I didn't" And with that I skipped past her, still laughing at the look of disbelief upon her face long after I reached the telegraph room.

When I went to collect Cal and Mr Lovejoy for lunch, I was told that they would not be dining in the Dining Saloon, but in the quieter Cafe Parisien.

"Wonderful news, isn't it?" boomed Mr Lovejoy "Dining with Mr Thomas Andrews himself! Not to mention Mr Bruce Ismay."

"Wonderful" I said, not having a clue who these men were. I could have sworn Cal almost laughed at me. He was in a much better mood then when I had seen him earlier, and for this, I was glad. I thought it best not to mention seeing Lady Horsaw.

I panicked momentarily, remembering I did not know the way to the Cafe Parisien, seeing as I had only looked up how to get to the Dining Saloon. But this panic was soon resolved by a porter going the same way, which I just followed.

When we reached the Cafe Parisien, I gestured for them to go in, and Mr Lovejoy said "Thank you, Scarlett, we will see you at two thirty, sharp" With that he wondered in. Cal remained however, and turned to say to me,

"Mr Andrews helped design and build the Titanic, and Mr Ismay is the managing director of the White Star Line" he smiled at me, and I realised I had not fooled him earlier.

"Oh" was all I managed to say "I suppose lunch with them would be quite wonderful"

Cal laughed at this, and then bid me goodbye before going into the Cafe Parisien.

I went to collect them again, I brought Freddie with me. He had been restless all morning, and I thought the wonder around the ship would do him good. I passed Ann on my way over, she whispered to me as I went by, "Tonight! Don't forget!" As if I would! Honestly, people must have really thought I was stupid.

I reached Cafe Parisien just as they were all coming out.

"Ah, Scarlett!" said Mr Lovejoy, unnecessarily loud, I thought. "Come and meet Mr Andrews and Mr Ismay. Gentlemen, this is Scarlett, our new servant, and her brother, Freddie"

"It is an honour to meet you, Sirs" I said, because I thought it felt like the right thing to say. Cal smirked at me.

One of the men turned to me, Mr Andrews, I later found out. He was a grey haired man with kind eyes. He looked at me with them now.

"And do you like the ship I built, Scarlett?" he asked.

"She is a mighty fine ship, Mr Andrews, Sir. The best I have travelled on."

"Perhaps, you would accompany us on a tour tomorrow. I am taking Mr Lovejoy and Mr Hockley there on one myself, if you would wish to come."

"Oh, I don't think I..." I began

"She'll come" It was Cal who said this, and I looked at him sharply; I could make decisions for myself!

"I..." I began to protest again, but Mr Andrews clapped his hands together and said,

"Excellent! I shall see you fine people tomorrow then!" and he walked off, smiling at me as he went by.

"But..." I started one last time, but this time it was Mr Lovejoy who cut across me.

"Now, now, Scarlett, enough talk, lets head back now, there is plenty of work for you to be doing"

So I had no choice but to lead them back to the room, dragging Freddie by the arm.