Thanks for everything guys- you're amazing :D Each and every one of you :D
I think that's been enough Channy fluff for now... get ready for some bumps D:
Did anyone get Demi's new album? Right now, my favorite song off of it is Catch Me. It's just so simply adorable :)
-- Bhavana331
Emilie's Point of View
"Isabella, darling, it's time to go to the gala," Bella's mother came into the cabin. For this, I was nervous... if anyone could see that I was Emilie and not Bella, it would be Bella's mom, Agnes.
"Indeed, Aun- I mean, Mother,"
"Isabella, please stop gawking in the mirror and come down to the gala! Cornelius is eagerly waiting your arrival,"
"I'm sure he is, Mother, I'm sure he is," I said, under my breath, as Aunt Agnes took my hand and led me to the gala.
I got to the gala, and Cornelius strode over to me, taking my hand.
"I would like to announce my bride-to-be, Miss Isabella Rose Hartman," he announced, holding up my hand, which now had a diamond ring on it.
"Wow... er... Cornel-"
"Sh... don't talk... just kiss me..." he leaned down towards me.
"Er..." I dodged the kiss, then saw the shocked look on Cornelius' face, then wondered if that was the proper thing to do.
"I mean, save it for our wedding night," I put on a flirtatious face and looked him in the eyes.
Everyone applauded. "Don't they make such a wonderful couple?" and other murmurs could be heard around the ballroom.
"Isabella, my love, I will show you something special, I must give you something special," he said, motioning for everyone to follow us, as we made our way to the upper-class deck.
I was in front of the mob of people going up, and my eyes landed on Bella and Oliver, staring up at the stars, his hand on top of her's.
"Uh, Cornelius, you are so handsome, that I couldn't possibly LEAVE you," I said, loudly, emphasizing the word, Leave, in hopes that Bella would catch it.
Bella and Oliver didn't quite catch that. "Did you hear that? I couldn't possibly LEAVE you, even with all these PEOPLE HERE,"
Cornelius had a confused expression on his face, then smiled. "Oh, don't I have the most fantastic bride-to-be?" he cooed, leading me up on to the deck.
"Oh GOOD HEAVENS, BELLA, OLIVER, RUN AWAY!" I shouted, in order to get this over with.
They just looked up with a shocked expression, then everyone started murmuring, and I looked for Cornelius, who was now walking over to Bella.
Sonny's Point of View
"Wow..." I sighed, as we pulled away from the kiss.
"Uh... wow, indeed," Chad smiled, placing his hand on top of mine as we gazed up at our star... this was turning out to be like one of those sappy moments in one of those romance movies- not that I didn't enjoy it, or anything.
"Our star is beautiful," I breathed.
"Uh, Cornelius, you are so handsome, that I couldn't possibly LEAVE you," I heard... Emilie?
"Did you hear that? I couldn't possibly LEAVE you, even with all these PEOPLE HERE,"
"Oh GOOD HEAVENS, BELLA, OLIVER, RUN AWAY!" Emilie shouted.
We both turned around to be facing, it seemed, everyone from the gala.
Suddenly I felt a strong yank on my arm, pulling me from Chad, then a slap on my face. Cornelius.
"Hey! Leave her alone!" Chad shouted.
"Who do you think you are to be talking to me in such a horrid manner, you worthless piece of scum?"
"I'm Chad Dylan Cooper- and I'm NOT scum,"
"er... Oliver?" I loud whispered.
"Chad Dylan Cooper? What an absurd name! And what on earth are you talking about? You are Oliver Dean, and yes, you are scum," Cornelius looked at Chad like he was some kind of freak. (Thanks to Rebecca (SWAC4life) for the idea of having Chad say that he's CDC in an argument :D)
"I am not scum!"
"Yes you are"
"Am not!"
"Are too"
"Am not!"
"Are too!"
"Am not, you pinch-faced pig of a 'fiancee'!"
"Mother! He has insulted me!" Cornelius complained. I couldn't help but laugh a little... they were beginning to sound like 6-year-olds in an argument.
"Yeah, I did, you gotta problem with that?" Chad said, using one of his weird facial expressions (Think of how his face looks like when he says peace out suckas), then I used my free arm, the one that Cornelius wasn't yanking, and lightly clapped my hand to my forehead. They didn't say "you gotta problem with that" back in 1912, I seriously doubt it.
"There's only one way to fix this... Mother, we're getting married this Sunday, April 14, on the ship itself," (Yes, people did get married on the Titanic)
"Wait, married? In 4 days? Me?"
"Not if I have something to say about it," Chad said, stepping forward.
"You come anywhere near my bride and my wedding, you'll be dead," Cornelius threatened, holding up a gun, I think he took that from one of the passengers.
'No!" I shouted.
"I'll marry you if it's the last thing I do," Cornelius said, loudly, and whipped me around to look him in the eyes. Big contrast from Chad's gentle eyes... Cornelius's almost looked evil.
"It will be the last thing you never do, with me around," Chad said, his voice icy cold. Cornelius held up the gun again. Chad didn't even flinch. "Oh please, I bet that thing ain't even loaded,"
"You want to bet, Oliver?" he said, shooting a bullet near Chad's face.
"Okay, maybe it is..." I squeaked.
What did you think? This isn't going to be exactly like Titanic... I'm adding a twist, so stay tuned and keep reading!
Review if you want :), which I hope you do :)
