FROM NOW UNTIL ETERNITY

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Rose Dewitt Bukater stood against the fence, staring ahead at the small group of teens leaning against their cars, waiting to go home. School was out and cheerleading practice had just begun. Her friends…were all getting in position, but Rose never took her eyes away from the group. She was waiting for him to appear. The blond blue-eyed boy that unknowingly held her heart since she began high school at Connor High in Chicago Illinois.

"Rose!" Leanne Reines called to her best friend, a touch of irritation in her voice. "Are you ready?"

"In a minute," was Rose’s distracted answer. Her face lit up with a small smile as finally he appeared giving one of his friends, a dark skinned boy with brown hair and eyes a high five. Jack Dawson. The boy she had wanted since ninth grade, but was too shy to go and talk to. He seemed nice enough in the classes she had with him. But his crowd hated her kind, the popular, well off kids, so she didn’t bother, knowing he would shun her.

"Why don’t you just go up and talk to him. You have homeroom and Spanish, English, and Algebra with him everyday. Talk to him then," Leanne sighed. Really she couldn’t understand Rose’s interest in Jack Dawson. The boy was low income. He lived in a shabby side of town. He drove a beat up Saturn. Not the type of car that a girl of Rose’s social standing would be caught dead in. But She had to admit that Jack was one of the hottest guys in school, but still…

"Because, he hates me. Well his group hates popular kids anyway. He won’t give me the time of day," Rose sighed hopelessly.

"You don’t know that unless you try. In fact, I dare you to go up and ask him to the dance this Friday. You don’t have to ask right now, but tomorrow at least."

"Leanne no…"

"What’s wrong? Chicken? Afraid he’ll say yes?"
Rose narrowed her eyes. She hated when people called her chicken or thought she was too scared to do something. Nothing made her more angry. "Ok. Fine. You’re on. I’m going to ask Jack Dawson to Friday’s after the game dance."

"Cool. Now let’s get to practice shall we?"

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