It was an ordinary day for me. The clouds held promise for a rain and as I walked home with my brother's hand in mine small drops fell down, settling on my hair. I smiled up at the skies and began laughing joyously.
"Why are you laughing, Kaitlin?" My little brother looked up at me curiously.
"Oh, I'm just hyper that's all. Its starting to rain." I began to sing, "I'm just singing in the rain, there's such a lot of…" Thunder rumbled across the skies. "Taylor why don't you run on home." He sprinted down the last stretch of dirt road. "Where was I? Oh, yes, There's such a lot of rain, I'm just singing in the rain." A giggle burst from my throat and I through my arms out wide embracing the winter rain. "I command you to snow!" With one last burst of giggles I ran the rest of the way home.
"Kaitlin you are drenched."
"Sorry, its just when I saw the storm…"
"I know hopefully it will snow again."
"Yes hopefully." I went to my room to change. I stripped off my jeans and put on some sweats and a warm sweatshirt. There was a knock at my door.
"Yes?"
"Are you done?"
"Yeah."
"There's a package for you."
"For me…That's odd." I opened the door and looked at the large box my held in her hands. "Thanks." I turned and went back into my room. My room is a lilac color I'd hoped it had been a darker purple but oh well. It was done in a French style. With a queen four poster against the far wall and a antique desk on the other with my 8th grade painting above it. Its dark with curtains and a stage with an ominous black mask in the center. I had intended to have a chandelier in the background but I had run out of time. The Phantom book was on my desk on top of the 2004 movie and lyrics were strewn across my room here and there. Collages of the Phantom stretched across my board. It wasn't as obsessive looking as some has said but it was enough to have my parents worried and telling me perhaps I should lay off the fanfiction a bit. Become more balanced.
Anyways I should have known that instance that the box would be the beginning of the end.
Inside it held every piece of my DBCA garb. But no one knew my address, it just didn't make sense. Even my masquerade outfit was there. At the top were my black pants, my black mask, my black cloak, my white Don Juan shirt and the boots. Even my rose choker was there and black rose hair things. Underneath this was folded neatly and I was surprised they weren't destroyed were my fairy wings. Underneath them was my dream masquerade gown just as I had imagined. Down to the very shoes.
A simple note at the bottom read, "Dear rosemasquerader, we need your help." It wasn't signed by anyone. I flipped it over but there was still no sign of a signature. Perhaps one of my mistakes wasn't telling my parents what really was in the box, but then perhaps my outcome when never have happened and then where would I be. But I'm getting ahead of myself.
As I said this was just the very beginning.
A/N: I need cameos for the next chapter so please give me your name, personality, garb, ect. Thank you lots.