Disclaim: I own nothing but Jacqueline DeVois.
This is going to be the first story I've published in a while now so please be nice.
Jacquelines POV:
I nervously walked out to the middle of the stage and took a deep breath.
I had arrived at the Opera Populair late last evening for my audition. I was the only child of Seigneur DeVois, one of the richest men in France. I had loved my father dearly and was still mourning his recent death but I couldn't help but feel relieved that his suffering had finally ended. I had, as his only heir, inherited everything and I was now a very very rich woman who wouldn't have to lift a finger in her lifetime but I had loved the opera ever since I was a child and so I had decided to join it, so here I was.
I nodded to the maestro and closed my eyes. Everyones eyes were on me as the music began playing.
Child of the wilderness,
born into emptiness.
Learn to be lonely.
Learn to find your way in darkness.
Who will be there for you?
Comfort and care for you?
Learn to be lonely.
Learn to be your one companion.
Never dreamed out in the world,
there are arms to hold you.
You've always known,
your heart was on it's own!
So laugh in your loneliness,
child of the wilderness.
Learn to be lonely.
Learn how to love life that is lived alone.
Learn to be lonely.
Life can be lived,
life can be loved,
alone.
I drew out the last note and then opened my eyes. Everyone was astounded and more than half of the chorus had tears running down their faces, but there was one woman with long curly darkbrown hair who glared holes through my head.
Christines POV:
That girl was insufferable! She was much prettier than me with her dark red hair and green eyes, she sung very much better than me and from what Raoul told me she's also much richer than me. I could see the outlining of my Angel in box five but also he was completely focused on her, I HATED HER.
I couldn't help but glare at her as the song ended. She opened her eyes but the entire audiens was still in awe. Then the air was filled with applauses, praises and whistels for the new prima donna. I saw her glance my way but she either didn't notice the hatred and jealousy practically steaming off of me or she ignored me.
The fact that Raoul had gone up on stage to praise her and kiss her hand didn't help the matter at all.
I hope you all enjoyed it!
I'm very thankfull for rewiews/feedback. =)
Next chapter will be up soon.