"You've gotta jump first Cassie, then I'll jump and then Jade will."
"Wait if…if you are jumping who's flying the plane?" Spark flashed the scared-to-death girl a dashing smile.
"Don't worry about the plane it will take care of itself. Now jump…"
"But I don't have a para…" Spark pushed her out of the plane. Jade looked at him harshly.
"What! She's too young to have a heart attack."
"Oh, really?" And with that Jade pushed Spark out despite knowing it wouldn't be the same. "Now its just my turn." She jumped out, loving feeling of the air rushing up to meet her. Instead of breaking through the surface of the water, she burst through the surface of time.
Cassandra screamed as she broke the surface but all that came out was a high pitched squeak. She opened her eyes to find herself in a huge lobby with golden statues and marble floors. She looked down at herself and gasped. She was wearing a light lavender gown done in French design, with a full skirt, she had a muff on her arm and a hat with netting upon her head. A hand settled on her shoulder and with it came a whole bucket full of information. She suddenly knew how to speak French and knew exactly where and when she was. But it let out quite a bit on how she exactly came there. All she knew was she'd gone through the recesses of time and ended up in Paris, France 1854. Just as anyone put in such a situation her mind was in a whirl and hopelessly confused.
The hand on her shoulder shook her a bit.
"You luggage mademoiselle." She turned to the speaker to find Spark behind her in yet another uniform.
"What's…what's happening?"
"I don't know what you mean?"
"You know exactly what I mean!" She was getting a bit angry thus adding tension to her confusion. "Where's J…?" Jade appeared to her right, in similar clothing.
"I believe that's been the best trip we've made yet Spark." Spark nodded and pulled out a letter with a gold seal on it. "This is for you, Jade and these," he held up two suitcases, "are for you, Cassandra. Jade's trunks will already be in her room. Jade you know who to give that to. Well I suppose that's it, I'll come in a month or so to see how you two are faring and also prepare you both for the masquerade." Seeing Cassie's bewildered face, he explained, "About half a year later after the Opera House finds its new Prima Donna they host a public masquerade in her behalf." Still her face stayed the same, "And the new Prima Donna of the Paris Garnier Opera House" he spread his arms out wide with a big smile on his face, "is your best friend, Jade DeMonte."
"But, Jade you can't sing." At this Jade put on a fake offended look on her face and then she put her fists on her hips.
"Just because you haven't heard me sing doesn't mean I can't." The disbelief still lay on Cassandra's face. "We shall see shan't we…" And with a wink and a smile she began to climb the stairs. "Good-bye Spark."
"He's gone already."
"So he is." Jade looked back over the room with a satisfied smile, a contented smile escaped from her lips and her eyes twinkled mischievously.
Two other eyes bored down on the two receding figures, curiosity overwhelmed his desire to depart. Perhaps he could look spy upon the stage's occupants. Just one more day before he would fade away and only leave his tragic tale and his infamous legend behind him.