Hi. This is the Doctor. If you're reading this, I'm probably already dead. Just kidding!

This is a fan fiction website. In fact, why am I even writing this, huh? The song is by Foreigner, and Titanic is not mine.

Chapter 1: Cold as Ice

"No, Jack! I will come with YOU and kill you because of my stupidity!" a fake, shrill, and pompous voice traveled through the air.

"Rose, I love you. So let's just get on a boat made of driftwood and die a slow painful death with each other!" a deeper fake voice followed.

Then there was a bunch of giggles and snorts. This was a regular Friday night at the Roth household.

I was sitting on my bed alongside Jinx and Cyborg, making fun of Titanic with the volume muted and no subtitles in a room with magazine covers hanging on every bare inch of the walls. There was also a signed book festival poster and multiple post cards and drawings from who-knows-when-and-where on the almost maxed out walls. The floor consisted of messy carpeting, and books and yarn.

We finished Titanic a few minutes later, and Cyborg got up to go.

"Got to go finish my homework! See you later?" The tall metal man asked. Jinx and I merely nodded, and he left the room as carefully as possible. Us being the remaining people, Jinx and I turned on another movie; a chick flick. I was the plot line expert of the trio; Cyborg and Jinx did the voices as I anticipated the next actions.

After a while of faking Sandy and Danny Zuko's voices, we turned off the movie because it wasn't half as much fun as doing it with Cyborg. "So... All those girls were pretty stupid, huh? Acting through love...Ugh! It makes me want to throw up!" I sneered.

"Oh, I love you! Oh, I love you too! They should seriously anticipate that they will eventually break up, then get back together!" Jinx added to our rant.

"Hey Jinx..." probed my calmer voice.

"Yeah? What?" was the harsher reply.

"Promise me that we'll never fall in love, okay?" I whispered.

"I swear. I don't want to be at those bimbos' level!" replied Jinx.

I grinned, then added,"Yeah. As if a guy could make me happy! He would have to have jet black hair, and intelligent blue eyes. He would also have to have thick glasses and be pretty smart. There is no guy I know like that. Therefore, love will not be knocking on my door any time soon." Jinx pulled out a sketchpad with an evil grin plastered unto her face. She set to work sketching my perfect guy. After a few minutes, the final sketch was complete. The boy in the drawing looked pretty close to how I imagined him. We both looked at the drawing. Then I looked up and snorted. Jinx laughed loudly, and I joined in. We laughed long and hard for a good amount of time.

Jinx calmed down a little. "Why don't you take this, Raven? I really want you to be happy..." Jinx murmured, then snorted. "Nah, you'll never fall in love! You're too judgmental and picky. I bet this guy doesn't even exist, huh?"

I laughed along, knowing that even if I fell in love, the recipient of my love would never love me back. I didn't care about that, though, because every living being that knew me knew that I, Raven Roth, would never, ever fall in love. Just in case, I shoved it into my binder.

We both drifted off a few minutes later.