A new chapter, yayz! I hope you enjoy it. Oh, and also, just so I don't get sued, I don't own Phantom of the Opera. I own two movies, multiple songs, and two books of Phantom, but that's as far as ownership goes, I'm afraid...
Chapter 9
The next day, I woke up to the sun shining in my eyes. If being blinded first thing in the morning wasn't enough, imagine being blinded as well as deafened by ever-so screeching Carlotta. Great, I see how this day is gonna go…
As I readied myself for the day, I could feel my mood going in a downward spiral, only being lifted up a little bit at the fact that Madame Giry would try to get me a job.
But what if they don't like me? I began to think. What if they don't like my voice? What if the girls were lying and I sound like toadie over there? I can't do this. I just can't…
As I was about to just say forget it, a song came to me. A song that I knew perfectly and would most likely be a hit with the managers. Maybe, just maybe, it would work…
I strode out of my room, holding my head up confidently. I was gonna knock their socks off should they let me audition.
Just as I walked in the door to the auditorium, Meg ran up to me and embraced me in a crushing hug. "Oh, Mandy, it's wonderful!"
I felt as if a boa constrictor was latched onto me. "That's great…but you know what…isn't wonderful right now..? My lungs…need…air…"
She let me go, a blush coloring her cheeks. "I'm sorry. But still, it is absolutely wonderful!"
"What's wonderful? I don't feel like playing 20 Questions this morning, so just tell me."
For a second, Meg pinned me with a confused look. "20 Questions?" She shook her head. "Anyways, maman talked to the mangers this morning, and they have agreed to let you audition for the chorus!"
"Oh, well I guess that is good." I said in shock. I was certain that they wouldn't give me a chance.
"Good? It's wonderful, it's fantastic, it's…it's…well, you get what I mean." She exclaimed.
"So when do I audition?"
She gestured to the empty stage. "Whenever you're ready."
Oh, great. Right off the bat. Well I guess it's better than having to wait and stress out all day… I thought to myself. "Okay, let's get this thing over with."
I walked onto the stage, my confidence on the outside never faltering, but on the inside, I was screaming bloody murder. SOMEONE HELP ME!
The managers, Andre and Firmin, noticed me after a moment. "Ah, are you ready?" Andre asked. I merely nodded. He clapped his hands together. "Excellent. Now, will you be needing any accompaniment?"
"No, sir. I would actually be surprised if anyone knew this song."
Firmin game me a curious glance similar to the one Meg gave me mere moments before. "And why is that, mademoiselle?"
I hesitated. "It's…from where I'm from. I doubt anyone here has heard it yet."
They both nodded in understanding. "Alright, mademoiselle. Whenever you're ready." Andre announced.
I took a deep breath. I can do this…
"Are you, are you,
Coming to the tree?
They strung up a man,
They say who murdered three,
Strange things did happen here, no stranger would it be,
If we met at midnight in the hanging tree,
Are you, are you,
Coming to the tree?
Where dead man called out,
For his love to flee,
Strange things did happen here, no stranger would it be,
If we met at midnight in the hanging tree,
Are you, are you,
Coming to the tree?
Where I told you to run,
So we'd both be free,
Strange things did happen here, no stranger would it be,
If we met at midnight in the hanging tree,
Are you, are you,
Coming to the tree?
Wear a necklace of hope,
Side by side with me,
Strange things did happen here, no stranger would it be,
If we met at midnight in the hanging tree,
Are you, are you,
Coming to the tree?
Where I told you to run,
So we'd both be free,
Strange things did happen here, no stranger would it be,
If we met at midnight in the hanging tree,
"Are you, are you,
Coming to the tree?
They strung up a man,
They say who murdered three,
Strange things did happen here, no stranger would it be,
If we met at midnight in the hanging tree,
Are you, are you,
Coming to the tree?
Where dead man called out,
For his love to flee,
Strange things did happen here, no stranger would it be,
If we met at midnight in the hanging tree…"
I looked at the faces of the managers and Madame Giry, all of which were in shock. The only face that I saw that didn't show shock was Meg's, which held a smirk. "See? I told you she could sing…"
The song used in this chapter belongs to Suzanne Collins, as it is in the book The Hunger Games: Mockingjay. It is also in the movie, The Hunger Games: Mockingjay Part 1. Is it just me, or is that movie the best Hunger Games movie yet? And the sons is absolutely beautiful! If you haven't heard it yet, I suggest you look it up on Youtube. Thank you for tuning in to this little disclaimer-turned-plugging-for-a-beautiful-song!
