Unknown Passions: Fan Fiction
A Walk on Deck
"Fox," Theresa began, as her and Fox walked down the A-Deck Promenade. "Why are you never in 3rd class like your supposed to be? I mean, how did you slip through."
Fox gritted his teeth, look over at her and smiled, stopping to turn to her. "Well," he began "I...I'm a bit sly you could say. But, you see down there at the end...towards the stern that railing?"
"Yes." Theresa replied.
"Well, the 3rd class are only allowed outside if they go on that deck, the stern where the poop deck is. So at night time when no one is around I grab a ladder off the side of a pole over there and climb up. Slick aye?"
"Wow. I want to see third class sometime." Theresa said, smiling at Fox.
"Sure, I'll take you."
"What's it like?" Theresa asked curiously.
"Parties, dancing, music, violins. Just that kind of stuff. What do the first class folks do for fun, anyway?"
Theresa stood for a minute thinking..."What do we do?" She thought. "Well," she began. "A few people waltz during dinner."
"That's it?" Fox asked, looking at her as if she were lying.
"That's it." Theresa said.
After a few more minutes of walking, they headed up to the stairway that led to the top deck above them.
"What's that?" Theresa asked, looking down at a massive white object floating in the water.
"Ice." Said Fox. "We're heading into the North Atlantic so we should expect alot of that."
"Oh." Theresa said, peering down at it. "I've never seen ice that size."
"That's nothing." Fox replied. "I've seen Ice bergs as tall as this ship on my travels."
"You've traveled by ship before?" Theresa inquired.
"A few times. Going between here and home. Why?" Fox said.
"I just didn't figure someone as poo-I mean...someone in third class would travel that much.
Fox stifled as laugh, and smiled at her. "Poor, I know. It wasn't always like that though.
"What do you mean it wasn't always like that?" Theresa questioned, thinking about what Fox had just said.
"Don't worry about it." Fox said. "So, I'm from Massachussets and that's where I'll be going when I get home. How about you?"
"Your from Massachusetts TOO?!" Theresa said excitedly. "So am I! A small town call Harmony."
"I know." Fox replied.
"What?" Theresa asked.
"Nevermind...quick...come in here Theresa..."
