Author's Note: Hello everyone again! Thanks to all those who have reviewed, I love reading your feedback. Please continue to review, I really would appreciate it. It is my 16th birthday tomorrow, so I will probably not write anymore, sorry, but there should be more up soon. Robyn x

I returned to the Dining Saloon after checking Freddie was alright and shining my shoes. I could see I was a little early, and peered in through the glass in the door.

I could see everyone; all sitting around the same large table. I could see Cal next to Lady Horsaw, looking extremely bored and uncomfortable as she yapped away. I could see Archibald Gracie and Mr Lovejoy laughing exuberantly over what I was sure was a hilarious joke. Molly Brown was talking to Jack, and I was glad to see he was smiling with her. I guessed he must have been nervous, after all it wasn't every day that you dined with people several times richer than you, but he seemed to be quite comfortable next to Molly Brown.

Then, Cal stood up, closely followed by the rest of the men. I guessed they would now be ready to leave. Jack got up, and followed them out of the room, kissing Molly Brown's hand as he left the table.

I greeted them all outside.

"Ah, Scarlett" said Mr Lovejoy "Myself and Mr Hockley are headed over to the first class smoking room for a bit of socialising. Perhaps you could escort Mr Dawson here back to the third class?"

"Of course, Sir" I said. I looked to Jack and he winked at me, grinning. I smiled back. Cal obviously saw this gesture, because he eyed me suspiciously and said,

"Perhaps I should make sure Dawson gets back to steerage". He looked at us both and I fixed what I hoped was nonchalant look of innocence on my face.

"Nonsense Cal!" boomed Mr Lovejoy "Scarlett is quite capable of seeing him down deck! Now, let's get on to the smoking room without further ado!" And, with that said, Mr Lovejoy placed a hand on Cal's shoulder and steered him in the direction of as group of people, presumably heading for the smoking room as well.

As they wandered away, Cal continued to look suspiciously back at us, so I decided, on impulse, to wave back at him. It was only afterwards that I thought what huge mistake that could have been. But, luckily for me, Cal just looked slightly startled by my gesture, and also slightly embarrassed, as if, possibly, he hadn't realised I could tell he was staring.

Jack let out a low whistle. "Sheesh" he said "You've got that guy wrapped around your little finger, haven't you?"

"I beg your pardon?" I said, astounded, I did not have anybody wrapped around my little finger, least of all Cal.

Jack flashed me a knowing smile, before pulling me close and saying,

"Well, let's just say I've got some competition to win over your heart, Scarlett"

"Don't be absurd!" I said; though I was finding it hard to concentrate with Jack's face so close to my own. And, I was starting to believe what everyone was saying about Cal's feelings for me, it seemed like the only logical reason for his actions and behaviour. I couldn't start to comprehend why he had feelings for me, but I guess you can't help the way your heart goes. Like mine at the moment was beating extremely fast, as Jack looked at me out of his beautiful blue eyes.

Jack smiled "Just saying" he said.

I held out my arm, "Mr Dawson" I said "It would be my pleasure to escort you downstairs"

"Oh, please" said Jack, linking my arm, "The pleasure is all mine"

I loved the walk down to steerage, loved the feeling of being on Jack's arm. I only wished I was dressed as finely as he was. I wondered wildly, whether, if that had been the case, if people would believe us to be together as a couple. I started walking with my head held high, imagining myself in a fine dress and shoes, walking with my fiancée, Jack Dawson, angels singing, flower petals being thrown...

"What are you doing?" Jack's voice interrupted my daydream. The angels scattered, and the petals evaporated.

"Uh...nothing." I said, unconvincingly. Jack gave me a look which told me I had not fooled him, so I told him. Though, not the bit about him being my fiancée and angles singing and petals being thrown. I thought that might make him feel uncomfortable, so I merely said I was imagining being in fine dress, accompanying him more as a partner, and not as a servant.

To my relief, Jack laughed, and went along with it, holding his head held high; the picture of a perfect gentleman.

All too soon, we reached the gates of steerage. I could hear laughter and noise from below decks. I longed to go down and join in, but knew I must return to the suite before Cal and Mr Lovejoy got there first.

Jack turned to me. "You know," he said "I think you'd look mighty fine in one of them fancy dresses, but I think you look beautiful just the way you are"

He then turned and kissed me. Not the sort of kiss you'd expect from a relative, or new acquaintance, the sort of kiss that carries on feeling long after you have pulled away. My whole body felt all tingly, and my heart was racing. But, at the same time, I felt so relaxed and at peace, in Jacks arms. I wound my arms around his neck, and kissed him back, passionately.

We broke apart. Jack said "Have you ever kissed a boy before, Scarlett?" I shook my head, I had to admit I hadn't, my father had been very strict about the boys I was to see.

"You're a natural" he said, grinning. I wanted this moment to last forever, but Jack was already heading through the gates; we were to go our separate ways.

"Goodnight Scarlett" said Jack "Thank you for escorting me here"

"Goodnight Jack"

I stood for a long time after Jack had left, staring at where he had stood, before I slowly turned, and headed back to first class.