Authors Note-This is based after the ALW version. If you find any problems please tell me and flames will be used to burn pictures
of Raoul. There will be some Raoul and Christine bashing, so Christine Raoul fans you have been warned.
Disclaimer-Sadly I do not own Phantom. That is all the genius of Andrew Lloyd Webber and I can't take any credit from him.
Though I'm saving up my money to buy Erik from him….I don't think it will work.
Just a Rose
Jackie's POV
"Wow…it's…it's"
"Amazing, yes I know."
The scene laid out before the woman was magnificent. She was just amazed by the grand presence of the Opera Populaire. Everything was grand and gold. It was a
dream come true for her.
"It should be considering I spent half my fortune on it."
The woman just rolled her eyes at the older man.
"Ah yes, your fortune from the junk business."
Here he goes again. His "Scrap Metal" story. I've lived with the man for a year now and we've talked about nothing but the Opera house and his "scrap metal" fortune. I miss my mother terribly, but I've grieved my loss and I still keep her safe in my heart. As soon as she passed I knew that the only place I could go was Paris with my father. True, I was 22 and I could have very easily started my own life, but I didn't really know if I was ready to be alone yet. I was most excited about living with my Dad because he in fact owned the Opera Populaire with Monsieur Firmin, a close family friend. I had in fact dreamed about this opera house every since my mother told me what father did, and now here I am. It is even better then I dreamt it!
"Jackie…..Jackie!"
"Huh?" I replied snapping my eyes open. I found my father now standing next to an older woman.
"I wanted to introduce you to Madame Giry, the dance instructor."
"Pleasure Madame" I replied with a small curtsy.
"Madame, if you would be so kind as to show Jacqueline to her room."
"Qui Monsieur. Come with me dear."
I followed Madame Giry down many corridors. I had heard so many stories of the famous opera ghost and was so very tempted to ask her which room belonged to the infamous, Christine Daae. But, my polite side overshadowed my curiosity and I let the question slip from my mind. She finally stopped outside of a large door and opened it.
She walked in first and I quickly followed behind her. It was a beautiful room. It had tan walls with wood floors and various neutral rugs laid out in different spots around the room. It had a king sized bed with a small white canopy over it. The thing I found the most beautiful was the vanity. It sat in the corner just waiting to be filled with makeup and jewelry. Even though I didn't have mush of either, I might be able to persuade father into getting me some. The vanity also had two candles on each side and could be very well lit. It was also a tan color and had a matching stool. I was getting excited just thinking about it.
Then I noticed a white armoire. I doubted that I had enough clothes to fill it up half way. Even though father did have a fortune, I really didn't like flaunted my wealth like all the other women. I was happy with a very simple dress and maybe one or two fancy ones for balls or masquerades. I was snapped out of my admiring by Madame Giry clearing her throat. Much to my embarrassment I had forgotten she was in the room.
"This is where you will be staying Mademoiselle. I hope you enjoy your stay. I have a younger daughter who is a dancer here, perhaps you two might become acquaintances or perhaps even close friends." she said with a warm smile.
"I hope very much so that your daughter and I can become friends. It would be nice to know someone else around the opera house."
"Well, she is usually at dance lessons, but if you wish to come see the rehearsals maybe she could show you around the new Opera Populaire?" she questioned.
"That would be wonderful. What time do rehearsals start?" I questioned anxious to meet her daughter.
"They usually start around 8:00. It is now 7:00 so that gives you about an hour. To get to the stage you go up the grand staircase in the lobby and into the main doors."
"Well, thank you so much for your help Madame."
"You are very welcome my dear. And now I must take my leave. Au revior."
She seems nice. I'm excited to meet her daughter. Rehearsal should be exciting. Hopefully I'll get to help in some way. Maybe I can show Meg my singing. Maybe….doubtful.
Author Note-Well, that was the first chapter. A discription of my character will be in the next chapter. All you have to do now is push that little purple button down there and type whether you liked it or you hated it. And then your job is done!