So I was waking down from school when these bullies found me and started to mug me.

“Give is your money!” They said

“No! I need it! My mom is in debt and is sick!” I said

“Francois, just give the money before we pound you into a pulp!”

Then all the sudden a blast of light shot through me and I was at a port.

I ran up to a man and said,” Hello sir? Can you tell me where I am.”

He replies,” Your in Queenstown. You wanna board the titanic with me? I have an extra ticket.”

“Wee wee but sir” I said with a tremble in my voice,” what is the date?”

“ April 11, 1912. Why do you ask?”

I had chills sent down my back, so much so that I boarded the ship and forgot about the fate that was to accompany me. The cruise was pretty nice except for the fact I had second class and could feel the ship sway and turn. Then I saw her, Isabella. She was a black-haired girl with the prettiest green eyes which sparkled like emeralds.

“ Hi Isabella. I’m Francois Toussaint of France.” I said to her.

“Hi Francois, how’s your day?” Isabella responded.

We began to talk for the rest of the day. The next day I woke up and immediately ran to her room. “O’ Isabella where art thou.” I said to her door.

She opens the door and says,” Shakespeare reader I see, I also liked Romeo and Juliet. To bad I didn’t pack it with me before getting on this darn Titanic.”

Then it hit me. I was on a ship destined to sink in the freezing ocean. I needed to get off this ship. But Isabella. I could leave her. I needed to confess.

“Isabella I need to tell you something.” I said in a shaky tone.

“Yes?” She replies.

“I like you.” I said. I stupidly said. Why did I say what was on my mind.

“Oh. I kinda feel the same way I suppose.”

“Their’s something else I need to confess.”

“What else do you have to say to me?”

“I’m from the future. And this boat is to sink. We need be off this cursed ship.”

“Wait really? WAIT REALLY? We need off this ship! We need to tell the crew.”

We both rushed to the captains quarters in a blind panic.

“Sir we need to get off the ship. Most of us won’t make it!” I said.

The crew chuckled at my request and said,” Yeah and I’m the king of Ireland.” he laughed.

We both knew what was to come of this, we were screwed. We made our way back to the room depressed.

“We are dead. Theirs nothing we can do.” Isabella sighed.

“Their is something we can do.” I said

“What.”

The next day we woke up and immediately knew what was to happen today, death day. The day of no return. Our final hour. We both did as much stuff as we could because we weren’t able to wait till 18 to drink. That night we stayed above deck and watched our final sunset.

“Beautiful. Isn’t it? Just like you.” I said as I ran my finger through her hair.

Isabella blushed,” Yeah I suppose. Maybe we could try to steal one of the life boats and-“

“No. They’d stop us even before we got the boat in the water.”

“Burr is cold out here, forget it sometimes.”

“Yeah.” I said starting to become more and more depressed with each word.

Then it hit. A big screech which hurt our ears so bad. We were at the place in which we would be safe… until it sink fully into the water.

“Alack, there lies more peril in thine eye

Than twenty of their swords: look thou but sweet,

And I am proof against their enmity.” I quoted.

“I would not for the world they saw thee here.” Isabella said before we kissed for the very last time. Before we touched the water, the great light flashed upon me and Isabella as we are transported away back to my place in time.

“We survived? WE SURVIVED!” I shouted.

Isabella looked outside at the Eiffel Tower and present day France.

“Isn’t it beautiful?” I asked her.

“Indeed, but I should be dead. My family, all down below the sea floor without me.” She responded.

We then overhear on the radio,” France has just joined WWIII!”

Fin