Disclaimer- I own nothing from both the book and musical The Phantom of the Opera except my made-ups!
Plot- A young woman who has never been in love before, and thinks she'll never find someone for her travels back in time to the night of Don Juan when she steps into the lair of the Opera Ghost when she goes to the Opera Populaire in the year 2005 (can't put 2006 because year just started). She meets up with this mysterious masked man who has just had his heart ripped out of him, and she may just be the savior he's always needed. Who knows though because Christine can come back, we'll never know right? E&OC with EC in this as well, but in later chapters and she won't win HA!
To all my readers of my other story Life in London- Sorry I haven't been updating in awhile with that story but so far I can't think of what to put after her history...I just don't want to jump into the love scene after Erik had found out about Aurora's terrible life with Louis Dubois. Once I get out of this writers block I promise to give all you readers at least three good solid chapters of Life in London ok well hope you like this one as much!
Prologue-Meeting Mirabelle McKinley
A young woman, from New York, New York, ran through the halls of the airport hoping to make her plane in time. Her face was flushed with exhaustion from all the running she has been doing, but she couldn't stop now for she has been waiting all her life for this trip. She also knew that she wouldn't get an opportunity like this in a long, long time so she just couldn't miss this plane. "Oh God, if only I had left rehearsals earlier!" she exclaimed as she turned a corner, and when she saw her plane boarding she slowed down to a fast walk. Thank God! She thought with relief as she started to approach the line. As she did she saw a handsome man in his mid-to-late thirties, walking in the opposite direction, look at her with a confused look on his face. Their eyes met and it seemed a long time that they held each other's gaze, and she noticed that this man had dark brown eyes. His gaze made her pretty upset for she thought it was a meaning that he thought her weird or out of place here, technically she felt like that anyway, but it felt strange to be told mentally by another human being. When she was about to tell him off he seemed to suddenly disappear which freaked her out slightly, but she over looked it and went on the plane.
This woman's name was Mirabelle McKinley. She was 26 years old, single, a native New Yorker, and a very good musical singer. Her hair was dark black with big gypsy curls at the end, dark emerald green eyes, fair wintry-cream skin, and a lovely feminine figure: curved, thin, flat stomach, rounded breasts, and wide-curved hips. What she was wearing was in style which was: light blue tight jeans, a shirt that said in blue on the front 'Angel' and in red on the back 'Devil' which was true because she can have a sweet nature at times and then at others she seems like she was Satan's number one girl. She just had a temper that would fly out of control when someone angered her and she would say things not ladies of her society breeding was raised to say. Yes, even though she was a Broadway singer and a big time one as-a-matter-of-fact, she was born very rich and to the point where she was dependent on others; that was until recently that she became an independent woman due to her decisions in life as a teenager.
Her mother was a doctor that specializes in brain surgery, and her father is a big time prosecuting attorney so as you can see her parents have a lot of money. When Mirabelle was born she was spoiled rotten, and an only child so she was, as you can say, lonely. Servants of the house waited her on, but around her 16th birthday she made some unwise decisions that changed her life and the way she posed herself differently. Her parents, let say, weren't proud when they heard she ran off to join a musical group that was performing on Broadway, and what was worst was that she made the leading role in the musical they were doing (Miss Saigon). Her family soon disowned her but she didn't care for she had a good pay and soon she saved enough to buy both a car and a room in one of the nicest apartments in New York City.
As the plane took off Mirabelle put a piece of Big Red gum into her mouth and started to chew it real fast so that her ears didn't pop. She was flying off to Paris, France for she has always wanted to see the famous Opera Populaire that was the setting for one of her favorite musicals of all time Le Fantome de L'Opera (The Phantom of the Opera). She had heard of its opening just some weeks ago as a museum and she booked her trip as soon as she could. Her excitement showed and people thought she was strange (or French) when she took out the French copy of the book by Gaston Leroux, but you could say because she's a musical singer she has studied in 5 different languages not counting English (French, Spanish, Italian, Latin, and German). Well, she knew it was going to be at least a 12-14 hour flight to Paris so she brought along tons of activities for her to do.
Hope you like this short chapter about the character and don't worry there will be more made-ups. Please R&R.