A Titanic Story *jortini*

Chapter two

Chapter 2.

Tini perspective *

"Come Martina it's lunch soon" mom screamed sternly.
Why did she have to be so strict? Ohhh.
After 10 minutes I sat, mother and a few other of the mother's wealthy friends in one of the finest tables. The food was good, but the mother and her "rich" friends bothers me. They laugh all the time, and the slightest trifle to be removed. The slightest dirty mouth .. napkin. Why can't I have a normal life? As all the other girls. I'm not a teenager anymore because I'm 20. My mother has this rule that when I turn 21, I get to decide for myself . But I turned just 20, so it will probably take a year. Unfortunately.
Peter also sat at the table. Next to me .. He smokes cigars all the time, drinking alcohol and smells like shit.
"Mom, can I take a walk around the boat?" I asked as I stood up.
Mariana: Sure honey. Be careful. No nonsense.
Me: Yeayea .. * I sighed and walked from the dining room. *
Peter stood up and grabbed my arm. "Should I come?" He said.
Me: Naah. I Would prefer to have little time for myself. * I said and went *
Peter sat down again.
* 5 mins later *
I stood on a sort of balcony so I had a view. Below there were benches and even the boat's end. Where people sat. But .. Here I was standing and looks at the beautiful view. I can feel the wind blowing so my hair blowing in my face. I stood in front of the sea.

Jorge's perspective *

Me and Rugge sat on a bench at the front of the boat. You could see the nice blue / gray sea. There is a strong wind. But its not cold.

Rugge: So ... You and Stephie ended?
Me: Yeah ... Guess it was the best we could do.
Rugge: Okay!
Rugge: You * he pushed me on the arm *
Me: What?
Rugge: Check that girl * he said, pointing at a girl standing on a balcony above us.

We asked ourselves up and looked at her. She checked five seconds on us. Or she checked me most.
Me: pretty girl..