Under the Stars

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Historical Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
A young girl's story of her time spent on the Titanic.

A historical fiction that I wrote a year ago. I'm pretty proud of it still. Some places are a little rushed, but I'm very attached to it. I'm considering editing it and making it more realistic.

Submitted: May 10, 2008

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Submitted: May 10, 2008

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 It was the most magnificent thing Victoria had ever seen.Her eyes scanned the large ship, the R.M.S Titanic.Why it had “Royal Mail Steamer” on it she had no clue, since it was far to grand for that.There was a light cough next to her, from her beloved mother.Her mother was a beautiful woman, but ghastly pale due to illness.Her father had tried to keep her mother’s illness a secret from her, but she was an observant young woman.It was because of her mother’s deadly illness she was leaving England to go to New York City in America.Her mother’s sister lived in New York and would take care of her, since her father wouldn’t be able to manage.
“Victoria?”
“Ma’am?” Victoria asked as her head snapped toward her mother.
“I asked if you liked the look of her.”
“”Oh, Mama, she’s beautiful!”
“Alright, you’re luggage is already aboard honey.Here’s your ticket.”Her dad informed her as he handed her the thin sheet of paper.
Victoria glanced over the information.Victoria Renolds, born September 28th, 1897.Class: First.Victoria’s eyes widened as she saw the class.
“Mama, how did you..?”
“I traded in a few jewels and the ones I didn’t trade are in a suitcase in your room.”
“But Mama -”
“No buts.I’m a dying woman and you are my only child and my only daughter.They’re yours, child.A dead woman has no need for jewelry and neither does your father.He’s getting my estate and you my inheritance.”
Victoria’s eyes glistened with tears as she embraced her mother.
“First class passengers board now!”
Victoria kissed her mother and father good-bye.
“I love you both!” Victoria shouted as she began to walk up the ramp.
“We love you too!” Her mother managed to shout.
“Stay in touch, my child!” Her father shouted.

~

Victoria stood near the rail as the Titanic departed.She waved to the rainbow of people on the docks, all screaming good-bye and good luck.Behind her, people were pushing a shoving, trying to catch one last glimpse of their home and loved ones.One particularly violent shove threw Victoria’s head down causing her to gaze into the oceans dark and unforgiving waters.For a split second, it filled her with dread, but she shrugged it off and pulled her head back up. After a few moments, the ship stopped moving.From the other side of the ship there were screams.One man shoved Victoria out of the way, causing her to fall so he could go see what was going on.Another young man helped her up.
“Thank you very much Sir!”
“Not a problem.We should head to our rooms though.The near collision will cause a ruckus.”
“A near collision?”
“Yes.The Titanic nearly hit the SS York.I saw the potential disaster and came over here, while that boy went looking for trouble.”
“Oh.Well thank you for helping me up Mr…..?”
“Oh, I’m sorry where are my manners?Call me James, my Lady, and allow me to escort you to your cabin.”
“Yes, please.”
Together, they made there way towards her cabin.Victoria wanted a friend and James looked about her age, perhaps a little older.She knew she wouldn’t allow him in her room and if he asked she would avoid him for the voyage. It was April 10th and the ship was fast and was large enough for hiding.By the time she decided this, they were at her door.
“When the mess on deck clears up, perhaps we could walk around a little Miss….?” James asked.
“Oh, I’m sorry.I’m Victoria Renolds.”
“Well Miss Victoria, I hope to see you soon.”
Victoria felt herself smile as he bowed to her.When he was gone, Victoria fumbled with the lock on her door. When the door opened she let out a small gasp.
“Beautiful”
The room had burgundy carpet that looked thick as well as soft.The bed was large enough for about three of her and a small table that had two European chairs near it.A the foot of her bed was her luggage. She finally entered the room and quickly shut the door.When she kicked off her shoes, her suspicions about the carpet proved correct.When she looked at the bathroom, she was shocked.There was no way it was a bathtub, it had to be a small pool.She felt a rush of giddiness.This whole grand room was hers.She felt the urge to bounce on the bed, but fought it by forcing herself to put her clothes in the closet.
“How dull.”
Underneath all her clothes she found her mother’s jewelry.All of it, save for the ones she sold and her locket she kept around her neck.Even on her deathbed, her mother wanted her to live a nice life filled with some luxuries.Her dad had sent aboard her safe, which she locked the jewelry up in.After that, she crashed on the bed and took a small nap.
When she woke up, she felt relaxed.The nap had been a little over an hour long and she felt relaxed.
“Are we even moving now?”
If they were, she couldn’t feel it.She forced herself out of the bed to glance out the porthole.
“No, it’s still in England.” she mumbled to herself.
Then suddenly, there was movement.She saw the scenery begin to change, but couldn’t feel the movement at all. It was amazing!Victoria rushed to the deck, determined to watch her home fade away.

~

The first class dinning room had to be bigger then her whole house, Victoria surmised.There were many tables, covered with fine china that had never been used.On every plate the letters R.M.S had been engraved.The wine glasses were crystal, but appeared to be made of diamonds.Even more exquisite then the china was the people!All the men were wearing tuxedos and looked remarkably handsome and simple at once.The simplicity made the woman on their arm stand out.Dresses of every style and color floated toward a seat or a friend.One woman’s blond hair was pulled back into a bun, held tight by what appeared to be a band of diamonds.Another had on a dress that would shame the queen in grandness.Victoria felt herself blush when she remembered she was wearing a simple red dress with her mousy brown hair let down and tangled.She briefly wondered what would happen if she jumped ship.
“Hello, beautiful.”
Victoria felt herself jump, but she recognized the voice.It was James, who was in a tux as well.
“No need to be sarcastic Mr. James.” She said with as much dignity as she could muster.
“I’m not being sarcastic.”He told her as he offered her his arm.
Victoria intertwined her arm with his, relived to have someone to talk to.Together, they began to stroll towards a table.
“With all these beautiful women, how can it not be sarcastic?” Victoria wondered aloud.
“All these women here,” he lowered his lips to her ear andhis voice to a whisper, “are over sized peacocks trying to match the colorfulness of the male peacock.”
Victoria giggled as he pulled away and pulled back a chair for her.
“That is somewhat rude, Mr. James.”
“It’s true.”
The conversation ended there as a few of the gender-challenged peacocks sat at the table.Victoria immediately picked up on there distaste of her appearance as well as there behavior.They were the type of women who adored gossip more then their husbands.Dinner was going to be a extremely dull date with traits the of Satan, split up into several female bodies, she suspected.
Through the courses of dinner, her theory was proved correct.However, one man brought up an interesting discussion about how the ship wouldn’t make the trip.
“Say it when we’re off the ship!If it sinks, I blame you!” One woman snapped out of obvious annoyance out of the break of backstabbing the other women she’d met.
“I didn’t say sink, I said an unfortunate occurrence will happen.” He calmly informed the woman.
“Why do you think that will happen?” James interjected.
“The women will jump off due to lack of gossip.” Victoria mumbled so only James would hear.
“Simple. No one christened the ship and no pope blessed it.”
“Nothing will happen, ladies and gentlemen,” a nearby crew member told the table, “we have checked everything multiple times.Not even God could sink the Titanic.”
Victoria didn’t like the fact that the Titanic was challenging God.

~

As the days went on, Victoria explored the Titanic.Often, she would end up at the pool.She adored the ocean, but she couldn’t jump of and swim obviously.The pool was the first indoor pool on a ship.She would swim until her skin pruned and she forced herself out of the water.When she swam, her thoughts drifted to her new home.She was never going to see her mother or father again and probably never see England again.It was painful, but she was starting a new life.A life where she called the shots, not her parents.Finally her skin pruned for the day and she headed back to her room.It was Sunday and she hadn’t walked down the grand staircase.She decided it was time to look grand as she descended down and to finally shut up the ladies there.

~

There was no word to describe the grand staircase.Beautiful was an insult to it.Even in her grand blue dress, she seemed unworthy.The dress complimented every curve, but not in a distasteful way.She had quite a number of her mother’s jewels adorning her, such as the diamond bracelet that danced in the light.Her hair waswas down, but brushed to perfection.
“Hullo, darling.” A crisp British accent suddenly said.
Victoria turned to see a woman who was only appeared to be only a few years older then her.Her dress was a deep green, the color of leaves during the summer, which showed of a large gold locket.
“Hello ma’am.”
“You look beautiful, exactly what I hope my daughter looks like in a few years.”
The woman paused and opened her locket.
“That’s her as well as my son.”
“They’re beautiful children.”Victoria complemented.
“Thank you very much, but now I must go meet my husband.”
The woman curtsied and continued to float down the stairs.Victoria tried to mimic the ease of the woman, but felt extremely foolish.She had no clue how to appear to float down the stairs since she had not been raised in the high class society.
“Not bad, my dear!”
Victoria turned to glare at her now close friend, as they had spent the majority of the voyage together and thus had grown close friends.Victoria would never admit she had romantic feelings for him, so to keep up the friendly façade, she tried to glare, but couldn’t.James looked beyond handsome tonight. His tuxedo looked custom tailored for him, thus making him stand out even more.
“You don’t look so bad yourself James.”
“I wasn’t referring to your looks.I was referring to your stair descent.As for your appearance, I though I’d died and met an angel.”
Victoria felt her face tint red.At home she had her share of boys flattering her.Never had one sounded as sincere as James.It was different.
“Actually my angel, I see jewelry all over you, but there is none on your neck.Would you accept a necklace from me Victoria?”
“James, you didn’t have to!” Victoria stuttered out as her face began to tint pink.
“I wanted to.Now close your eyes.”
Victoria obeyed.After a few seconds she felt a pendant touch her collar and a chain around her neck.
“You can look.”
Victoria examined the pendant.A silver heart that held a sapphire.
“James!Why?”
“This sounds pathetic, but you’re the most interesting woman I’ve ever met.Much more interesting then these other stupid women.I’m not just talking about the women aboard the Titanic, but all the women I met in England or anywhere else in my travels.I’m nineteen years old and I’ve never met a girl like you.Now, join me for dinner?”
“Of course.” She mumbled weakly.

~

Dinner was normally uneventful, but today it wasn’t.Tonight, Maggie Brown had taken an interest in them.Maggie was a middle aged woman, a semi-socialite, but kinder then the other women.The other women gossiped about her since her husband had just acquired the gold, so the peacocks spitefully called her “New money”.
“Ya’ll make a cute couple.Ya’ll eloping?No, never mind, that’s none of my business!Neither is why ya’ll leaving.I’ve met another couple like you, Rose and Jack, despite that Rose is engaged to that horrible snob ol’ what’s-his-name.I need to get to New York, I’m starting to sound like those clucking hens!”
Despite Maggie’s rash behavior, Victoria loved her.She told the truth and didn’t dance circles around it like the other ladies did.No, Margaret Brown was the best woman on the ship in Victoria’s eyes.
After dinner James and Victoria excused themselves from dinner to the deck.The music of the small band still danced around them.
“How is it that every musician can play the exact same note at the exact same time?” Victoria asked.
“Maybe the musicians are magicians indisguise.”
Victoria giggled at his lightly slurred speech.He’d snuck some wine during dinner so he was somewhat intoxicated she believed.
“Let’s take advantage of their magic and dance!”
James grabbed her waist as he spoke.Victoria giggled, realizing that he was only pretending to be drunk, and grabbed his hand.They started dancing fast, trying to catch the beat, and then they caught it and began to lightly swirl in time with the music.They entered a daze together where the only thing they could see was each other.In their little world they could not hear the shouts of the crew.In one spin, Victoria saw a color different then the rest of the sky,but ignored it.Then during another twirl, their world was shattered through a snap, a thud, and a shake.When the two glanced at the off color object they realized what it was.
“An iceberg!”
James was silent, but panic controlled his features.
“We’ve been hit!”
“James…We’re not going to…..?”
“Die?Of course not.I don’t doubt we were hit, but the Titanic was built with several holding areas for water.”
“There is always a chance.” Victoria whispered.
“Yes…Let me get you back inside, you’re shaking.”
Victoria didn’t stop him as he wrapped his arm around her and guided her towards her room.She was terrified.She had a horrible feeling that the Titanic was going to sink.As they walked, a young woman near them screamed.
“We’re going to sink!There’s not enough life boats!”
More terror seized her.
“Did you hear -?”
“Yes.She’s at least right about the lifeboats,” James mumbled as he opened her door, “As a precaution, put on anything of value to you.If we have to get in a life boat, they won’t allow suitcases.I’m going to my room to do the same, but I will be right back.”
James rushed out the door as Victoria nodded.She rushed to her safe and quickly entered the combination.She thumbed through her mother’s jewelry, appearing calm, but her mind was a chaotic blur.At least a thousand were going to die.Not just adults either, but children!What a spoiled lot the rich were!They had objected the lifeboats because they blocked the view of the ocean.
“For Christ’s sake, it’s damn water! What’s so interesting!”She hissed.
She quickly grabbed a threw on several jewels.She did a quick double check of her clothes.Her dress had sleeves, so with a coat she would at least be somewhat warm.She grabbed her coat with that thought and James re-entered.James was dressed casually again.
“Good, you have a coat,”
James’s manner had become business-like and curt.
“What’s happened?’
“They’re denying everything currently.However, some of the crew is rushing around.”
Victoria sank into a chair and sighed.James sat next to her.
“So,” she whispered,“All we can do is wait.”
“Yes.”
Waiting for death or life is an impossible wait.Seconds tick by like hours, minutes like days, and hours like years.Conversation is to difficult when each word is cracked and forced.After countless seconds there was a knock on the door.Both Victoria and James rushed to the door, but James reached it first.In the doorway stood a crew member.
“Sir and ma’am, please but on your life jackets and go onto the deck.”
In a flash, he was gone to the next room.
“So we’re sinking…”
“Maybe it’s just a precaution.”
“The ship is said to be unsinkable.If we’re told to put on a life jacket and head to the deck, it means this ship is doomed.”
Victoria said nothing, but noticed for the first time that the room was slightly tilted.For the first time, Victoria realized she might die.Shock entered her system and she sprinted out of the room, ignoring James’s yells.
The air on the deck chilled her.It was cold, even with a fur coat.In her haste, she’d forgotten her life jacket, but she didn’t care.Around her, families were huddled together,Most were inside still, thinking everything was just a party.Some had figured out what happened and had brought out their families to ensure some survival.As she watched, footsteps approached her.
“Vic-”
“I’m not leaving this ship -”
“What?”
“Not until most of these children are in the lifeboats with their mothers!These children will go far.Maybe their grandchildren will discover the ruins of this great ship.I’m a spoiled and sheltered girl.I’m averagely intelligent.If I die, I won’t be missed much.”
James sighed.
“I’m not family so I can’t force you off.I will allow you to stay for a while, then I’m kicking you onto a lifeboat.”
“James, what about you?”
“If I die at sea, I will die happy as long as I know you’re safe.”
“James!”
“Don’t argue with me.My mind is as made up as yours.I don’t want to die, but I want these children to live as much as you do.”
Victoria leaned on the rail and let out a sadistic laugh.
“They called the Titanic the ship of dreams and said God could not sink her.The joke’s on us.God has struck us down and many dreams are going to end tonight.”
James stood next to her and wrapped a protective arm around her.Both noticed the obvious tilt, but said nothing.Time went on and pandemonium began to hit the deck as everyone swarmed towards the lifeboats.Life boats not even half full began to hit the water.James finally heard the heard the female and young cries die out and the men shout’s get louder.James gently began to pull Victoria towards a lifeboat.Right before they reached the crowd around it he spun around and gently touched his lips to hers.
“No matter what happens, I’m glad I met you.”
He began to weave through the crowd with her behind him, while shouting that there was a woman.When they reached the front others began to push and shout as James helped Victoria into the boat.
“If I live, I will find you!”
Victoria finally snapped.
“No! I’m not leaving without you!”
He smiled and grabbed her hand as the crew began to lower the boat.After a few tugs, their hands were forced apart.

~

I sighed as the computer screen began to refocus through my tears.My name is Victoria Renolds, or it was before I married.I’m in my nineties, but I’m not senile.I’m a real woman who survived the disastrous sinking of the Titanic.Why did I end my story when I was forced away from James?The death that occurred that night is to painful to share and describe.I can not describe the screams of over seventeen hundred dying men, women, and children.I was lucky. I was in a lifeboat and was saved by the R.M.S Carpathia.As was James.He was pulled out of the water by the one lifeboat that went back.He just recently passed away due to old age.However, our life together was wonderful.He was home and I was in a new and exciting place, where we entered college and graduated together and got married.On our anniversary, the ruins of theTitanic were found two and a half miles below the surface of the Atlantic.It was split in two that night and is deteriorating slowly today.It’s grand memory lives on and will hopefully live on forever.

~~~~~~End.

Author’s note:
Victoria Renolds and James are fake, but many people mentioned were real.Margaret Brown, also know was Maggie, became known as the “Unsinkable Molly Brown” after her death.The woman who showed Victoria her locket was a real passenger.Rose and Jack are the young couple based off the 1997 movie retelling the tragedy.I did not tell of the sinking since no words can describe the horrors of that night.May the memory of this horrible event remain forever and continue to educate us.


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