Please forgive me. It's my fault I had to choose a high school and my mom was bugging me about it lolz..Well Here it is...so yups..: )
I do not own any Characters from Phantom of the Opera..
Only Megan, Armel, James and that drunk weirdo..By the way he was dragged to Dancing Taco Land with the smelly piggies.... :)
Red Roses Chapter 2
"I am your angel of music..." was playing in my mind. 'I am alive?' I thought. I opened my eyes to my bedroom. It was the same and nothing stolen or messy. The sun was shining brightly through my window. It was quiet in my home. I placed my hands on my forehead trying to think of what had happen.
Flashback
"Thud!" I remembered before I fainted. The 'thud' was from the intoxicated man that tried to take my innocents. I still had my eyes closed but could feel myself being lifted. Struggling to open my eyes I stirred. I finally opened them and saw a familiar roof above me. Then the hood of my savior.
There was a single lite candle by my bedside with My savior sitting on the stool. I looked at him in 'awe'. Countless numbers of question went through my mind. I wonder 'Who is he?','Why did he save me?' Hearing shallow breathing in the room I discovered it was my own. I sat up in my bed holding my chest. Seeing my chest heave up and down I started to cry. I covered my eyes with my hands and tried to stop embarrassing myself.
I felt a hand on my shoulder. It was my savior trying to calm me down. I couldn't see his face but could feel him warmth through his gloves. I ceased to cry. Then I laid back down. I looked at him for a while and said "I'm sorry Monsieur I forgot to thank you."
He had his gloved hand on the side of my bed. I held it and looked into what I believed was his eyes. I held it firmly and said "Thank you my savior." His hand before I said thank you was stiff but after I did say thank you it grew soft.
I smiled at him and released his hand. I said "Monsieur I am Megan." Looking at him for an answer I said "Do you not speak monsieur?"
He nodded 'no.'
I turned away and said "Well I can never thank you enough." Maybe I can get you some tea..." I started to get up but then felt my head grow light. I laid back down.
I then heard my savior singing soothingly to get me to sleep.
Nighttime sharpens
Heightens each sensation
Darkness stirs and wakes imagination
Silently the senses abandon their defenses
I felt my face being stroked by a glove. Feeling this and listening to the voice I started to relax. I closed my eyes, but wanted to see my savior. I was tired.
Slowly Gently night unfurls its splendor.
Grasp it Sense it
tremulous and tender
Turn your face away from the garish light of day
Turn you thoughts from cold unfeeling light.
And listen to the music of the Night.
I opened my eyes one last time to see my savior blow out my candle. I saw his green eyes in the light of the half moon shining from my window. Then I fell into a slumber.
That was all I remembered from the previous night. I looked over my clothes seeing I was still in the same attire. I walked to my dresser and dressed in a new dress. I put my worn dress on my bed. I saw a black object in the corner of my eye. It was on the stool my savior sat on the night before. I walked to the stool and gasped.
It was a beautiful black rose. Tied in a black ribbon with the stem still green. I picked it up slowly, fearing it would disappear. It was simply breathtaking. How could a person make a rose black. I thought back to my savior and remember of what he sang to me.
"Turn your face away from the garish light of day
Turn you thoughts from cold unfeeling light."
I walked to my lighted window and pulled together the curtains.
Then started my day in the flower shop.
Flower shop
"Pleasure thank you monsieur!" I said to the last customer as they left. I was thinking of eating. I skipped breakfast and was terribly hungry. My stomach growled every time I moved. It was embarrassing and starting to drive me insane. I would have to watch how I moved careful to not move my stomach for it would make a sound when I did. Getting strange stares from your customers wouldn't be good business. I sat on my chair thinking of what I could eat. I thought of a nice cup of tea and a steak. Finally my stomach brought me back to my life.
I waited for the next person to come by. Then at the instant a familiar man stopped. It was Armel. I straighted up and gave him a greeting.
"Armel Good Afternoon."
"Ah Megan...Nice to see you this Afternoon." Terribly sorry I couldn't have seen you earlier." he replied a bit out of breath.
I said " Oh were you busy?" You really don't have to visit me if it interferes with your work Armel."
Armel shook his head. "No,no, no, no..It's not that I don't want to see you...it was just today."At work..I had to sort out a couple of things...There is a trouble in the Opera house."
"What is it?" I asked. Armel looked at me and said "Well the newest Soprano at the Opera house went missing after the show....Her friend Raoul told me when I was talking to the owners of the Opera House....Well it was the Phantom of the Opera."
"Oh my the Phantom?" I gasped.
Armel and I talked about the Phantom. People described him as a shadow...or a dark figure. No one had ever seen his real form. He was as a ghost. Going to though the Opera house alone would be foolish. Armel told me the Phantom wanted Caroletta out of the house of music. I agreed with the Phantom that the Soprano Caroletta should be replaced. Her singing was terribly loud. I could hear it whenever I passed the Opera house. Also a stagehand was hung by the Phantom during a performance. This Phantom was very cruel.
Armel had said that if he were caught he would be sentenced to death. I nodded in approval. Armel had finished his story about the Phantom. He scratched the side of his head. "Megan would you...please...um..accompany t..to...um a ball..Saturday?"
I looked at Armel and said "Of course Armel I would be glad to." He smiled and said "Megan that makes me entirely happy!" I laughed and asked "What is the occasion?" He said "The owners are having actually a Masquerade...this is um...a party....I think." Well I'm not entirely sure the occasion." I giggled at Armel's confusion. He laughed and then looked at the dark sky.
"Megan it is a pleasure to talk to you..but I have to go prepare for another show." he said. Think of what happened the day before I stopped him.. "Armel...Please do not go..."I...I..um have..er..well I want you to stay Armel.."
Armel looked at me for a while. "Megan I do have to go..but if you insist."
"I only need for you to stay till I close up." I said. Armel looked at me concerned. "Why do you need me to stay?"
Armel shouldn't know of what had happened the other night. He would have been worried and I would keep him from his work. I started to water the plants.
"Well...I just need somebody to..um get..my..my flowerpot outside." I said. Armel laughed and went outside to retrieve my flowerpot. I closed my money box and tried to make the closing of the store faster. I didn't want to keep Armel too long. He found the plants and out them beside the rows of flowers. I dusted my hands off and turned to Armel.'He was much taller up close' I thought. Armel looked at me. I said "Thank you so much for helping me Armel." He grinned and said "It's quite no trouble at all Megan."
Armel was terribly close to me. I looked up to his eyes. We stared at each other. It made my heart start to beat. I could feel it and I was quite sure Armel could hear it too. It made me really want to kiss Armel. I did really enjoy his company. He was nice and unbelievably handsome. Armel and I stared at each other for a while. I felt my hands close to his. His hand hand inched closer and closer while we were staring at each other. He finally got to my hand and held it. It was warm and I felt my heart beat faster. I looked for a second at his lips. Then back at him. Seeing this he started to lean down. I got ready and felt his lips touch mine. This felt as though I was finally with him. I closed my eyes and basked in the moment. We broke apart and Armel looked at me and grinned. He spoke first. "Well...erm..that was..ah.. I have to go and.." He started to walk out to the door backwards. As he did he tripped on a loose floorboard. "I'll see you tomorrow...Megan." I waved goodbye to him.
Until then the Masquerade.
Well OK not me best yeah? Well again I'm sorry I couldn't write it faster..I had to choose a high school to go to cause I'm graduating middle school YAY!! well OK...