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    Ship of Dreams

     

    Bella POV

     

    “Dinner was magnificent, father,” I said to him as we made our way out of the dinning hall. We had made many new friends, well, Charlie had. There were not many seventeen-year-old girls who wanted to talk to me. The seventeen-year-olds were all in first class, and second class only had one who talked to me. Angela. She was very sweet and friendly. I made a bond with her, but I would not call it a friendship, maybe an acquaintance.

     

    “Yes, it was. I’m ready to retire for the night. It has been a long day,” he sighed. I nodded.

     

    “Do you mind if I go out on the deck?” I hopped he said yes, I wanted to see the sunset.

     

    “Go ahead! You can’t get lost for once, or maybe you can,” he trailed off, raising his eyebrows. “If you do, ask someone. It’s the ship and water and I pray to god you get lost on the ship instead of falling over, speaking of which, do be careful!” I rolled my eyes and kissed his cheek. I took off towards the deck.

     

    There were many children on the deck. They were playing games and singing. I remember those days; of course, I was to shy to ever sing. I waked over to the rail and leaned against it, careful not to fall over. I sighed and watched as the sun slowly began to set.

    Edward’s POV

     

    Everyone’s laughter filled around me at something Alice had said. Something about no shops on the sea, only having twenty-five different pairs of shoes, and needing more. I did crack a smile at that.

     

    “Well gentlemen, I believe we should retire for some brandy, excuse us ladies,” Colonel Archibald Gracie said, a good friend of my father’s. All of the men rose from the table, including Jasper, Emmett, and I, although brandy had no good use to us. I turned to my father.

     

    “I think I want to see the ocean, from the decks, with the sunset. Do you mind?” Carlisle shook his head and smiled at me.

     

    I took off in the direction towards the deck. I went as far as the first class deck allowed, because to get to the front of the ship, I would have to go down to second class. I didn’t mind, but I was sure if I was caught that I would never hear the end of it.

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