The horns on the boat honked out loudly. Blair Harrington looked up at the enormous ship docked in front of her , The sun reflecting off of the beautiful and calm deep blue water.
The sea of crowd beyond her swarming around , some waving to the people on the ships , others embarking on it. Many first class passengers wearing expensive coats and hats , showing off their money , Blair felt poor and underdressed compared to them .
"We are finally here !" Grace Harrington called out gleefully , snapping Blair out of her daze .
" yeah ,hurray." Blair said mockingly, shuddering in fear as she looked at the deadly quite water .
Grace glanced at her younger sister ," oh come on , I know you have a big fear of drowning but we're going to America on the Unsinkable ship !"
"It is made of steel I can assure you it CAN sink ."
Grace rolled her eyes ," I don't recall you as a glass half empty type of women ."
"Well that is because I am usually not scared half to death." Blair exclaimed.
Grace gave a squeeze to her shoulder, " do not fret sister , I'm sure nothing is going to happen , we are going to go to go to America and we are going to start a new life ," Grace lowers her hand to her own belly " you , I and little baby Harrington ."
Little did they know that in under 96 hours a horrible catastrophe was going to leave it's mark in history .
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1:30 pm
Whilst on board the titanic , Blair and grace made their way to the bow of the ship, waving to the strangers off board , waving to their country . The people on the port became smaller and smaller ,the further the ship sailed , until they were the size of ants .
Blair gazed at the horizon beyond her , the sun casting a shimmery sheen on the water . A cold breeze swept by them , making grace — who was beside Blair — shudder in her thin dress.
" We should head inside , it's probably warmer then here." Grace suggested.
Blair agreed and started heading towards their third class entrance until a force upon her back made her stumble forward and fall into the arms of a — very well dressed to be a third class —stranger . A frown took place of her smile , and if it wasn't for her gorgeous blue eyed savior she would have turned around and scolded whomever that pushed her .
"Êtes-vous d'accord Mademoiselle ?." Blair's brown eyes widened in surprise.
" Er , I am terribly sorry but I do not speak French ." She clarified as she pulled herself away from him and straightened her dress out .
" No need to apologize, are you okay mademoiselle?." He spoke in English with a very heavy accent . As he did he held out his arms to steady her , his blue eyes studying her for any injuries.
" Oh do not worry about me , I am the one who was rude for bumping into you" she gave him a bow .
" It is alright mademoiselle ." He flashed her a smile before getting pulled away by —what they assume is — his brother , both wearing clothes that are way to luxurious for third class passengers .
" I highly doubt they are third class passengers" Blair stated , " anyway let us go." She spared one last look behind her and conesidently brown eyes meet blue . She turned back forward but not before a pink hues colors her cheeks .
Grace nodded her head in agreement and they both continued their voyage to their lounge .
The titanic honked its horns one last time , before continuing on to the Atlantic where she would go and never to return.
