Bonjour everyone! This is my first story on here that ive been working on for quite some time. It took me forever to get it on here. lol I will have more chapters as soon as I can type it up. I hope you enjoy and please review so I can improve on the story:) Thanks! (and the character, Jeremy, I was suppose to have accents on the 'e' in his name but I dont know how to do that. But im using Jeremy as you would say it in French.) And sorry it is short. I will add more in later chapters.

Chapter 1- the Arrival

Jeremy walked into the opera house on a beautiful Tuesday. The sky was clear and perfect. He walked through the doors and sat his belongings in a nearby corner. He was around 6 feet tall and had short dark brown hair, along with average length sideburns. He had a slim figure and a smile that could light up a room. He was called to the opera to be one of the next stars.

Monsieur Firmin was traveling around on his vacation a few weeks ago and heard an amazing voice. He listened and followed the voice and soon met Jeremy. He invited him to come to the opera the second Tuesday of the month. M. Firmin gave him directions and told Monsieur Andre the news when he returned.

Jeremy smiled as today was the day to arrive at the opera, and here he was, taking his first steps into the magnificent place. He looked around for the man he met a few weeks ago. The meeting between Jeremy and Firmin was so short, he did not get to know his name. The man he met was nowhere to be found! He spotted a few girls down the hall and walked over to them. A few of the chorus girls saw him approaching an whispered to each other

"Who's that?"

"I've never seen him before."

"I wonder what he could possibly want." Etc

Christine and Meg were among the girls in the group and turned when the stranger spoke.

"Pardon, mademoiselles, would you happen to know where the manager is at? I must speak with him." He said politely.

Some of the younger girls blushed and turned away to hide their red faces. Christine smiled and pointed off to the hallway on the left. "At the end of that hall, monsieur." She said.

Jeremy nodded. "Merci, merci beaucoup." He said and began walking down the hall, singing a soft tune he constantly sang.

Once the stranger was far enough not to be heard by the girls, they began giggling to each other.

"Oh, my…." One said

"He's cute." Another replied

Christine was watching him continue his way down the hall and heard a bit of his singing when Meg bumped her arm "Christine?…Christine?"

She shook her head and turned to Meg. "Oh, sorry Meg…" She said and blushed a bit.

Meg grinned "Don't worry. We all think he's cute."