Hello guys! This is my new story, and I'm planning on illustrating it. It will be a parody of The Phantom of the Opera.
Also, if anyone's interested in having me illustrate fanfics just for fun, since I'm having a dry spell, feel free to PM me. I'm bored right now. :P My blog address for samples of my work should be on my bio.
These chapters will be short, bite-size bits, but I'll try to update frequently.
('_}') Adelle
I stared into the mirror and grimaced. I couldn't help it. Sure, I looked great, but I honestly didn't want to see my friends. Cross that. The person I really didn't want to see right now was Darcy.
You see, the Mother-Daughter Book Club had been planning a masquerade party for the teens of the group ever since the Hawthornes had arrived back from England. At first, I was excited. Darcy had held my hand, and I totally thought he liked me. But after that I saw him with other girls, not necessarily on dates, but just hanging around each other on a group trip to the movies, or sitting together at the pool.
Now I was dressed up and, even though I totally love my costume, I didn't want to wear it out. I wanted to stay home and binge-watch Broadway musicals instead of being expected to act like a character from one.
"Jess!" my mom called from the keeping room. "We've got to leave!" I shook my head mournfully at my reflection one last time and turned to leave. As I entered the room, my mom smiled and threw her arms around me. "You chose a great character, just perfect for you!" We had been instructed to choose a character from a book or movie or musical who is most like us, and I, being the musical theater-lover that I am, had chosen Christine Daae from The Phantom of the Opera. I didn't know who the others had chosen, but had my guesses.
"Thanks," I said shyly, ducking my head. My mom led me out to the car and dropped into the driver's seat. I tucked the seat belt around me.
"How exciting!" she smiled widely. "This will make a great end to summer, right before you become a sophomore!" That at least was the truth. My summer had already been so crappy, it honestly couldn't get worse. And even though I was almost a soph, I felt more like an eighth grader. "Aren't you excited?"
"I guess," I mumbled.
"Cheer up! It's not every day you guys get to do something without us mothers! But now that you're growing up, we think ya'll need some time alone together." My mom nudged my shoulder, her eyes twinkling. My stomach dropped. I hadn't had any heart the past few months, let alone enough to tell her that Darcy and I weren't exactly "together".
"Yeah, I guess." We spent the rest of the drive in silence until I spotted the Wong's enormous house. "See you later!" I said, gathering my full white skirt in my arms and slinging my white lacey satchel over my shoulder.
"Have a good time!" I grudgingly walked to the door and rang the bell. The chimes echoed throughout the house, and it was at least a full minute before I heard Cassidy come sliding to the door. She pulled it open, and I did a double take when I saw her long red hair tightly curled. Then I looked down and nearly fainted.
"How'd they get you in a dress?" I gasped. Cassidy turned red and punched my arm.
"They didn't get me into it, I put it on freely. Any guesses about who I am?"
"Merida," I said without hesitation. "Do I receive entrance now?"
"Certainly." Cassidy blithely ushered me into the Wong's living room, which was all white, save for one red wall and some bright throw pillows.
Then I saw him standing against the wall and started. Blindly, trying to avoid the tears that were springing into my eyes at the very thought of bittersweet memories, I backed into the kitchen, running into a large warm… something.