Author's Note: This FanFic is not based on the BOOK it is based on the MOVIE!! Thank you
Christine Williams is a bad girl, a very bad girl. She the skipping class, fighting in a gang, law breaking, disobeying her mother kind of bad. But one day she wakes up to a change. Her and her mother have just moved half way across the world to Paris. Her mother has gotten fed up with her foolishness so she decides to send her to a juvenile center to see if they can help with her bad behavior. Christine if not to thrilled about the idea but she goes anyway, that's when things start to happen. She is forced to sing in operas and put on dresses the whole opera deal here. One night a mysterious young woman about her age comes up to her after one of the shows warning her not to leave her room no matter who come to her. Didn't happen, Christine follows him to his cavern and is blown away. He's beautiful and sings like and angel. But soon she finds that the woman who told her mother about this center wanted to see this so called Opera Ghost. And was planning on using Christine to do so. Read to find out more……….
This story is set in the twenty first century. First fan fic please submit reviews.
You're sending me where!?
Christine wakes to an alarm clock beeping in her ear. "Damn thing, I don't feel like getting up right now. She presses the snooze button and turns over snuggling up close to her pillow. "Christine get your butt out of bed right now or you are going to be late for school." Her mom calls from the kitchen.
'God damn it I hate her so much' Christine roles out of her bed and slips on a pair of leopard print slippers and walks to the bathroom. Her mom steps around the corner just as Christine opens the door to the bathroom. "Oh so she lives. You should have been up an hour ago there is no use trying to go to school but you are going to do some things for me around the housewhile I'm gone."
Christine sighs "I didn't go to school because I'm not feeling good, so I hope you don't think I'm going to do stupid chores that you should be doing." She snaps at her. "I don't know who you think you are Christine Elizabeth Williams but you better step down off your high horse and straighten up young lady." Her mother almost yells drawing herself up to her full height and stepping almost inches away from her daughter.
Christine makes a small effort to stand up straight but then slumps back down. "Sorry I can't straighten up at the moment, you see my back has been killing me and…." Christine's mother frowns at her and places her hands on her hips. "You know one of these days I'm going to send you to a home and you're going to find out just how good of a life you have here." Christine looks at her. "Hn, I doubt it." Christine steps into the bathroom shutting the door quickly and locking it.
She walks over to the shower and turns it on testing the temperature. When she gets it just right Christine steps back and strips off her clothing. She hears her mom banging around in her room looking for clothes so she can go to work. Christine steps into the shower and turns around letting the water hit her back loosening her muscles. She grabs the shampoo squirting some into her hand and begins massaging it through her long curly brown hair.
After conditioning it she grabs the soap and rubs it all over her body. Carefully she rubs the suds of soap over her breasts making her nipples tingle then become hard. Rinsing her body from head to her toes she then turns off the water and steps out of the shower. "Christine I'm leaving now, and when I get home all of the things that are on that list on the counter better be done." Her mother says on the other side of the door. "I'll do them when I get good and ready." Christine shouts grabbing a towel from the rack and wrapping it around her.
Her mother just sighs and begins walking away. Christine hears her pick up the keys, open the door and close it. Christine shakes her head and opens her bathroom door steps out and walks to her room. Dropping the towel to the floor she walks over to the closet her breast bobbing up and down as she walks. Christine pulls out a pair of jeans, tie-die spaghetti strap shirt, and a short sleeve button up shirt.
Walking over to the bed she puts on the pants, then the spaghetti straps, and the button up shirt letting it hang open. She walks from her room and into the kitchen. "What to eat?" she says aloud. Opening the frig she sees a bag of cherries. "Yummy" she grabs the bag and walks into the living room sits in the chair and grabs the remote turning on the tv. "I hate this place there's nothing to do."
She eats the cherries popping them into her mouth as she flips through the channels. She stops on channel 35 and watches some music videos for a while then flips to the news. "We have some shocking news today, her is Katty Limburg with more details Katty?"
The tv flips to a skinny to white, white woman in a black dress suit and a microphone. "Thank you Diana, today we have got some very interesting from or very own Nancy Finnegan. Miss Finnegan would you like to tell the people of Paris what you are planning?"
"Yes I would Katty now as you know we are standing infront of what used to be the most popular place in town to go see a show. The very famous Opera Populair which unfortunately burned down two years ago to a tragic fire. But it still looks beautiful from the out side and at this very moment we are working on the inside of it. I have made an agreement with the two owners of this Opera House. I turn this place into a beautiful juvenile center and I pay them a fee of 160 a month."
"Nancy how do you plan of getting people to bring there children to this place that has such a bad reputation now a days?" Diana asks. "Diana you would be surprised at the amount of people that would send their children here if they thought it would do any good. And I guaranty that this center while be the best thing that will ever happen to your children. There will be activity's for them and at the end of there term here we put on a little opera of our own for the children's parents."
"Nancy how do you think that you are going to get a bunch of juveniles to do of all things an opera?" "Well Diana kids are every unpredictable, you have no idea what they can do until they do it." "Well the sounds good enough to me I hope these plans of yours work to there fullest. This is Nancy Finnegan, and I'm Diana Limburg signing off from what is to become the newest center of the year." "Just one more thing Diana that I would like to say to the parents. Our new center will be up and running in about a week so get ahead of time and sign up now. I am taking calls at my home from 4:00p.m. to 12:00a.m. please feel free to call the number is 850-545-9689. and remember help your child to help themselves."
Christine picks up the remote and turns it to Si-Fi. "What a bunch of shit. I'm Nancy Finnegan and please remember I'm a fake bitch!" Christine mocks in a high squeaky voice. "Dumb blonde bimbo, what parent would make there kid do that." Christine sits back in her chair and shuts her eyes. 'Time to take a little nap' Christine sighs and curls up in the chair.
Christine awakens to a slamming door. She sits up moaning in anger from being woken up. 'Does she know how to be quiet' Christine stands and walks to the kitchen. "Can you make any more noise?!" Christine shouts at her mother. "Oh… sorry hunny I'm just in a hurry and I need to talk to you real quick but I only have half an hour to get ready."
"Mom you're starting to ramble." Christine looks at her very confused. "What do you need to talk to me about?" "Remember this morning when I told you that one of these days I was going to send you to a home?" Christine's eyes widen. "You're sending me where!!" "Well today is the day I was at work and the news was on and…." "Wait a minute was it about that old opera house that they are turning into a center?!" "Yes that's the one."
"Oh no I'm not going to that place. They're gonna make you sing and put on dresses and stuff. No, no way in hell.!" Her mother looks at her and laughs. "You really don't have a choice in the matter do you? I'm your mother, I said you're going so you're going and that's that." She steps past Christine and begins walking down the hall. "Now to find something to wear for to night. "Oh and hunny be packed and ready to go on Friday the next."