Titanic mixed with The Notebook

Date: 8/26/2016

There isn't a complete storyline to this but who cares, it's a dream. So my family and I were guests on a cruise ship like the titanic but set in the 1940s western America. Except the ship never sunk, and all of our clothes were basically from The Notebook. I occasionally went off on my own, and I was a very young 15 year old girl that explored the whole ship. I also met some interesting adults but I never met children which was odd. In particular though, I met two men. One in his thirties who I hated because he was a loud mouth who would always tease me, and one in his twenties who I was secretly smitten with. Of course my parents didn't know about this but I would often run off to those men when I could. They never did anything inappropriate with me just to clarify. Lol. But I really enjoyed my time with the guy I liked. He had red hair and resembled a gunslinger who had charisma. He also had the accent of Matthew Mcconaughey, I loved to hear him speak. Anyway one night on the cruise ship, we organised a date. He said to meet him in the fancy dinning hall so that meant I had to dress up real pretty. For some reason I chose to wear a sheer black dress that flared out. I put half of my hair up into a little bun on the top of my head, which made the rest of my long locks look very messy with all its wild waves. I didn't even realise I had a slight fringe I was that excited. "He will like this hair!" I said to myself in the mirror before running out of my cabin. I enter the dinning hall, and everything is lavish. The room was lit up with gold tones and chandeliers hung up on the ceiling. Waiters were gliding across the hall attending to guests who were dressed in beautiful gowns and suits. Everyone looked charming. I wandered over to the table number 2 and he wasn't there. My heart sunk a little but I sat down and waited for him to show up. Maybe he was running a bit late that's all. 30 minutes pass by and he hasn't shown up, and by this point I'm really upset. I storm off quietly out of the dinning hall and pause when I'm in the hallway. I tear up a little just to let myself steam off, and then I think about the other man. Where would he be? Suddenly I pipe back up and I know exactly where to find him. I run down to the other end of the ship into another restaurant but this time it's more dark and only candles light the tables. I stop in the middle and my eyes search for the other man, I turn in circles repeatedly as my vision cannot see past the dark shadows around the room. Then finally I spot him, my face lights up when our eyes meet but then it sinks back down as he gives me a serious look as if to say "get out of here!" That's when I notice he is sitting next to a woman, who is holding his hand on the fabric of the table. Something in me breaks, but I don't cry. I just shroud myself in ultimate gloom and leave. I go back to my cabin, unfeeling for the night.