Hello everybody! This is my first fanfic. Please, understand that I've never done this in my whole life, so please be kind. I'm making a ClopinOC story. I would be glad if you reviewed(supposing that someone will read this, of course), told me if there are any mistakes(English is not my first language), etc. Please, warn me if I'm creating a Mary Sue! Thank you.
Chapter One – Arriving in Paris
Afternoon in Paris. The sun was hot in that summer day, and it made many of the people in the town wish the weather was colder, but not the young girl that walked slowly, staring at the buildings around her with curiosity. She liked the hot weather, because it reminded her of her native country, Spain. Everything in her appearance showed that she was a gypsy; her black corset around her white shirt, her dark blue skirt, her golden ear-rings, her black, straight long hair and her tanned skin. She had clear blue eyes, and was not very tall. She looked to be in the age of sixteen. Her hair was tied up with a purple ribbon, she had golden bracelets on her arms, and she carried a bag with her.
It was her first time in Paris, and she wanted to remember every inch of that city, although she knew that was impossible. Anyway, she looked all around her, wanting to know more about that strange place. Some people noticed her strange movements, and talked about her, but she didn't listen. She was so busy with looking around, that she forgot to look where she was treading, and soon she stepped on a puddle. She thought about how lucky she was to have enough money to buy shoes, because she was too absent-minded.
She continued walking, and soon she walked past a tavern, and she overheard a conversation of two men:
"You see, after Judge Claude Frollo discovered the localization of the Court of the Miracles, the gypsies are being more careful."
"Yes, I know. Although Frollo is dead, there are still people who hate gypsies. I don't know why, they are such a kind people."
"Oh, you can't trust these gypsies too much! They read you palm, telling you you'll get rich, while they steal your purse! Though I agree that gypsies are a funny people. But some people don't think like that. And the gypsies are so afraid that someone tries to attack them again, that they changed the entrance of the Court of the Miracles."
"Really? I didn't know about that. Well, perhaps they are right – when Frollo captured them, the bell ringer of Notre Dame saved them. But who knows if they will survive next time. That gypsy girl – what was her name again?"
"You mean Esmeralda?"
"Yes! This one. You remember, she was almost burned as a witch."
After that, the two men stopped talking about the gypsies, and the young girl stopped beside a house. She put her hand inside her shirt, and took off a woven band, with a cross in the center, a blue circle around it, and a symbol aside.
"Great. Now, this thing is useless" she said to herself. "Well, perhaps I could show this to the gypsies to prove that I am one of them. If they are being so careful… By the way, what exactly happened here? Who is, I mean, was this Judge Claude Frollo? Well, I think I'll find out later. First, I have to find the gypsies, as it seems this band doesn't show anymore the entrance to the Court of the Miracles. I only hope they will let me stay, as father said…"
Short, I know, but I wanted to know first if you would like this story. Thanks for reading and, please, review! Let me know if at least someone read it, and if you want me to go on with this story!