Bailey Mitchell pulled on the sleeve of her itchy dress and gazed up at the vast ship bearing the word, Titanic on the side. Bailey hated the dresses. They itched, were frilly, lacey, and really hot. She would much rather be wearing her comfortable school robes. Bailey was a witch that attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the same school her parents went to. Now she was going to sail on the Titanic to America for vacation. Her parents pulled her out of school just so they could sail on the ship that was said to be unsinkable, and Bailey wasn’t thrilled. What was a fifteen-year-old witch disguised as a muggle going to do on a ship? She was leaving her friends, boyfriend, and her studies to travel from Ireland to America, not exactly Bailey’s definition of fun.
“Bailey honey, we need to get on now,” Mrs. Mitchell said. Bailey sighed and made her way onto the Titanic She followed her parents to the cabin she would be staying in for the next month or so.
“I’m going to go on the deck,” Bailey said and left. She walked onto the deck where many people were gathered waving to family and friends as the monstrous ship glided away from the dock. A teenage boy with sandy blonde hair and glassy green eyes caught Bailey’s attention. She caught herself staring and quickly looked away. You have a boyfriend Bailey! What are you thinking? Bailey thought. She watched as the land quickly appeared father and father away. Bailey gazed back at the blonde boy and couldn’t help noticing how attractive her was. She looked away and turned to go down the stairs. She flew down the stairs and on her way down she ran into a girl about her age.
“Oh my gosh! I am so sorry!” Bailey cried.
“No, I’m sorry! I wasn’t watching where I was going. It’s my fault. Are you okay?” the girl replied.
“Yeah, I’m fine. Are you?” Bailey answered and the girl nodded.
“Yes. I’m Erin by the way. Erin Barlow,” the girl said with a smile. Bailey had a strong feeling that she was going to like this girl.
“I’m Bailey Mitchell. I take it you’re traveling first class?” Bailey guessed looking at Erin’s fancy dress, much like her own.
“Yes. My parents, brother, and I are going home to Maryland. It looks like you’re traveling first class as well. You’re British aren’t you?” Erin said. For the first time Bailey noticed Erin’s strong American accent.
“Mostly. My dad’s Australian, but he moved to England when he was six. My mum’s British,” Bailey replied.
“Awesome! Let’s get out of the stairwell before we get in someone’s way,” Erin suggested. Bailey nodded and they climbed back up onto the deck.
“So, tell me about yourself,” Bailey said hoping to learn more about this Erin Barlow, hoping they could be friends.
“Well, I’m fifteen. I was born in Maryland on June 27th. I have an older brother, Parker, he’s seventeen, and I have three dogs. I guess that’s it really. Now your turn,” Erin said. Their hair flew back in the open air, tangling it into knots.
“Well, I’m also fifteen and I was born in Cambridge, England. My birthday is February 18th and I’m an only child. I have a cat named Sally. That’s it,” Bailey said. Out of the corner of her eye the cute blonde boy drew her attention again. For a second their eyes met, but he quickly looked away.
“So I’ll see you at dinner?” Erin asked.
“Yeah, I guess so,” Bailey replied and Erin disappeared down the staircase. Bailey walked around the deck hoping to run into that guy. Her boyfriend, Ken, wasn’t here so it didn’t matter if she had a tiny crush and what he didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him. After finally giving up, Bailey returned to her cabin. Her parents were unpacking suitcases and rearranging the little furniture that there was in the room.
“Bailey sweetie, we put away your clothes, but if you want to arrange your personal things you’re going to have to do that yourself,” Mrs. Mitchell said. Bailey nodded and started pulling her belongings out of the bag. When she got to her picture of Ken, her heart skipped a beat and the image of the cute blonde guy on the deck floated into her head. She sighed and placed the picture on the small nightstand by the bed. She knew her chances with “blonde boy” were slim, but more than anything she wanted to be his. If only she wasn’t stuck on this crummy ship, wondering who “blonde boy” really was, and if she would get to know him over this voyage. If only…


Okay, hope you enjoyed the first post, now for the boring info. You all have heard of the one shot fics right? Well, this is a three-shot fic. Yes, only two more post after this. I don't know if there really is a thing such as a three-shot fic, and if there's not, there is now! I try to post on weekends, but if I don't get to, please don't hate me!

Lili

Oooooh, I love it! Very interesting! PAMS!

Love it! It's seeems soooooo romanticle! but, it could end up tragic right? i mean, titanic, kind of sunk.....ooooooooo well! I don't know everything though now do i?
lol, well, great job! It seems amazing so far and it's absolutely a Great fic!
PPAMS!
Luff*IckleKCkins

Loved it. She's on Titanic? That sinks! F.Y.I, Erin and i share a birthday! lol

Come on! I'm dying here! and i know it's only been 1 day, but w/e!
It's that good!
Luff*KCkins

Hey Lilikins! I was just B O R E D and surfing through fics and I saw yours. I went crazy. It's good so far, but I can't believe it's a three-shot. It should be a thousand-shot, lol. Oooh, Bailey has a teeny weety beety (wtf?) crush! PAMS!
Amie

Nice! You must post more!

oh! the titanic! lovvvvvvvvvvvvvvve it!!! more soon!

*Danielle*

Ah, the boat that sunk! That is soooooo cool! Pams!
Jessica

LoL the boat that sunk. Uh...yeah. OK here's a post. I tried posting the other day, but the site was down, then I forgot my notebook in my locker at school, so...anyway, here's a post! ONLY ONE MORE AFTER THIS!! EEK!

There he was! Standing only five feet away. Bailey stood staring at him, not sure if she was even conscious. What was it about this guy that was so amazing? Well, whatever it was, he was certainly amazing. Erin walked over to Bailey, pulling “blonde boy” along by the wrist.
“Bailey, this is my brother, Parker,” Erin announced. Bailey smiled hoping her cheeks weren’t flushing.
“You must be Bailey. Erin told me about you and I saw you two on the deck earlier,” Parker replied. He took Bailey’s hand and gently kissed it, like any proper young gentleman would do. Bailey’s breath caught in her throat and she found herself wondering if her long brown hair that she had carelessly thrown into a ponytail was proper enough. She just kind of stood there not exactly sure what to say. She was somewhat shocked that her new friend was the cutest guy on the Titanic’s sister.
“It was nice meeting you Parker,” Bailey said and pulled Erin away abruptly.
“What was that for?” Erin said her green eyes wide. Then Bailey saw it. Parker and Erin had the same big green eyes and same beautiful sandy blonde hair.
“Why didn’t you tell me you were related to him?” Bailey asked throwing her hands into the air.
“I didn’t think it would matter,” Erin said, then she caught on to Bailey’s crush and smiled.
“I-Erin, it…I…I mean it doesn’t matter. Why would it?” Bailey lied her cheeks burning like crazy.
“Bailey Mitchell! You like my brother!” Erin said smiling like the Cheshire cat.
“I do not!” Bailey lied again. Erin shook her head in disbelief and patted Bailey on the shoulder.
“Yes you do. Don’t deny it,” Erin said. Bailey took a deep breath and sighed.
“Okay, I like your brother. Happy now?” Bailey confessed and Erin burst into fits of giggles.
“I knew it!” Erin cried. She stared at Bailey then smiled. Bailey soon smiled back.
“Oh my gosh! He’s so cute! He has the most gorgeous eyes and the cutest hair!” Bailey exclaimed going on and on. Erin wrinkled her nose in disgust.
“I don’t think he’s the least bit attractive,” Erin said and Bailey cracked up.
“Well, I’d hope not! He’s your brother, but trust me! He is!” Bailey replied.
“I guess so since all the girls go crazy over him,” Erin said and Bailey’s clear brown eyes filled with fear.
“Does he have a girlfriend?” Bailey asked fearfully.
“Nope. He’s a free man,” Erin replied. Bailey smiled and looked over at Parker who was talking with some men by the door.
“Good,” Bailey said.

~ <3 ~

Bailey woke with a start. She sat up and ran a hand through her hair. It was her fifth day on the Titanic and she had become best friends with Erin. She had also become really good friends with Parker. Occasionally she caught him staring at her, causing Bailey’s heart to flip. Her parents were asleep in the next room so she figured it wouldn’t matter if she got up and walked around. She pulled on a robe over her pajamas and left the cabin. When she stepped out onto the deck, a blast of cold air hit her in the face. She walked around on the deck for a while, feeling the cool breeze against her skin. The salty ocean air was refreshing and calming. Bailey walked over to the guardrail and looked down into the dark water. It splashed up against the side of the ship making lots of noise, but it was soothing. Down the deck about one hundred feet away Parker stood, also in his pajamas staring down into the black ocean. Bailey quietly walked down the wooden deck and stood beside him.
“Hey,” Bailey said softly. Parker looked up and his green eyes sparkled in the moonlight. Bailey’s heart melted as she stared up at him, wanting to throw her arms around him, to kiss him.
“Hi Bailey! Couldn’t sleep either?” Parker asked warmly. Bailey smiled and shook her head.
“No. It’s something about being on a ship. I can’t sleep,” Bailey replied and Parker smiled causing Bailey to melt completely.
“I was thinking,” Parker said.
“About what?” Bailey asked hoping she wasn’t fishing around into his personal things.
“You. Bailey, you look really pretty in the moonlight,” Parker answered and gently touched Bailey’s cheek. She was totally caught offguard. Parker had never shown that he was attracted to her until just now, and Bailey was feeling somewhat awkward. Parker was slowly inching toward her and Bailey froze. Isn’t this what you wanted? Bailey asked herself.
“Parker, I have a boyfriends,” Bailey blurted as Parker wrapped his arms around her waist., but yet she didn’t stop him.
“WE can work around that,” Parker said. Their lips were only inches apart. He was going to kiss her! Suddenly the whole ship shook.

NOOOOO! He was going to kiss her! Stupid ship, shaking. PAMS!
Amie

Oh, no! Just as the Titanic crashed into the ice berg that made it sink! NO! Kiss her Parker, kiss her fast, before you never have another chance! PAMS!

uh oh. haha cool, more soon!!

*Danielle*

*sniffs* This is the last post! *sniff* Hope you enjoy it, because it's going to be *sniff* OVER! :'( Like I've said I have a fic called Behind Your Tears and another one called Whispering Your Name, so if anyone wants to check those out. Well, I guess I have to post the last post now...

Bailey broke free from Parker’s grasp and took a few steps back. Across the ship, a huge iceberg stood in the water, scratching the side of the ship. A few chunks of ice broke free and fell onto the deck. Remembering her parents, Bailey took a few more steps back.
“I have to go,” Bailey told Parker and ran off. People were running out of their cabins. Bailey flew into her cabin to find that her parents were packed and running around the room.
“Bailey!” Mrs. Mitchell said in relief.
“We hit an iceberg!” Bailey cried.
“We know honey. The ship is going to sink. We need to go,” Mr. Mitchell replied. Bailey stared at her parents in disbelief. If the Titanic was sinking, what was going to happen to Erin and Parker? There weren’t enough lifeboats for all the passengers on the ship. There wasn’t even enough for half of the people. Half of the people were going to die. She couldn’t lose her best friend and she couldn’t bare to lose Parker! He hadn’t kissed her yet!
“How do you know? The Titanic can’t sink! It’s unsinkable!” Erin insisted. She didn’t want the ship to sink and kill the Barlows.
“I did a scan of the ship. Five of the lower compartments are filled with water. The Titanic can’t stay afloat like that. We need to apparate. Grab my arm,” Mr. Mitchell said. An image of Parker appeared in her mind and Bailey shook her head.
“I can’t,” Bailey said.
“Bailey you have to!” Mrs. Mitchell replied. Bailey bit her lip and her eyes clouded with tears.
“But what about Parker and Erin?” Bailey asked.
“Now Bailey!” Mr. Mitchell roared. Bailey grabbed her father’s arm unwillingly. Mr. and Mrs. Mitchell flicked their wands, and “crack” they were gone.

~ <3 ~

Bailey stood by the dock in New York as the Titanic survivors exited the ship. Bailey’s heart raced as they passed her, non-of which looked like any of the members of the Barlow family. Dread filled her as she scanned a list of survivors posted near the dock. Bailey sighed in relief when she got to number 216, Parker Barlow and number 217, Erin Barlow, but where were they? Bailey searched the crowd looking for a sign of familiar blonde hair or bright green eyes. Finding anyone seemed impossible in the mess of people. Bobbing above the crowd, Bailey saw Parker’s head moving along with the sea of people. She ran to him, dodging people, trying not to knock them over.
“Parker!” Bailey yelled. Parker whipped around and his eyes lit up. He pulled her to an open space then hugged her tightly.
“Bailey! Oh my God! I didn’t see you on the ship and no one had you down as a survivor, so I thought…” Parker started, but Bailey cut him off.
“I’m fine. Where’s Erin?” Bailey asked hugging Parker again.
“She broke an arm and has a tiny bit of minor frost bite of his finger tips, so she’s with the medical people. She’s fine otherwise, and she’ll be just fine,” Parker replied. Bailey looked up at him in relief and continued to cling to him.
“What about your parents?” Bailey asked.
“They’re fine. Yours?” Parker replied.
“Same,” Bailey answered wondering if Parker would try to kiss her again.
“Good. Everyone’s safe, but being on that ship was so scary. When Erin and I were in the lifeboat we saw it sink and it was so scary Bailey. We thought you were going to drown or freeze or something,” Parker said.
“I know. I was terrified. You know Parker, you never did get to kiss me,” Bailey said. Parker smiled and Bailey melted.
“What about your boyfriend?” Parker asked as Bailey wrapped her arms around his neck.
“I’m sure we can work around that,” Bailey replied, mocking Parker. He chuckled then kissed her sweetly and deeply. Bailey stood their feeling his soft lips on hers, saving her memories from the Titanic and saving the moment.

Please tell me you're writing a sequel!!!! I love this story so bad!

OMFG, I thought Parker was going to die. I'm so happy. I feel so bad for the ones that died, though... IT WAS AN AWESOME STORY, LILIKINS! Luv ya,
Amie