DISCLAIMER: Gee nothing new...I still don't own PotO...dang it...
Well enjoy the stories my lovlies...
Madame Giry had me change into a black bell shaped skirt, a white blouse, and a dark brown corset that went over the blouse and I swore it looked like a vest. She felt my attire was quite odd for a woman my age to be wearing, so she went through old costumes and found me some clothes. She led me to the grand staircase where a girl who looked like Sierra Boggess's Christine from the 25th Anniversar of the Phantom of the Opera at the Royal Albert Hall but she looked at least fourteen, and a girl who had to be at least thirteen that looked like Jennifer Ellison's Meg from the 2004 movie of Phantom of the Opera waiting at the bottom of the stairs.
"Christine, Meg. This is Hope Mathews. She is the one who you two are going to help go clothes shopping for she doesn't speak French." Madame Giry called to the two girs as we neared them. Well now I am bloody confused on what adaption of ALW's Phantom of the Opera I'm in! It's like a bloody combination of the 2004 movie and the 25th Anniversary! They smiled at me and I smiled back polietly.
"Hi, I'm Meg Giry and this is my friend, Christine!" Meg introduced. I nodded. "Thank you for helping me with clothes shopping." I told them sincerely. Christine nodded and smiled at me. "It's no problem. We love to help just as much as shopping." She told me. I nodded while inwardly cringing and Meg linked arms with Christine and me. "Come on! Let's hurry up to the shops before they get busy!" She told us and dragged Christine and I out the door.
She led Christine and I to a boutique and she released us. "Alright. What colors do you prefer to wear?" They asked in unison. I blinked. "Uh...dark colors or white. I will draw the line on orange, pink and yellow." I answered. Meg and Christine raised an eyebrow then shrugged. "Eh, everyone has colors they can't stand wearing." Meg mumbled with another shrug.
We searched through the racks for what will work with my tomboy style. I managed to find some clothes I swore Anna Valerious from Van Helsing would normally wear and since I loved her wardrobe-except the red dress she had to wear at that ball-I bought them along with dark colored skirts, dresses, white blouses, corsets of different kinds, petticoats, a tan duster jacket that looked like I'ld have a dress underneath, and a black jacket that will go with my Anna Valerious inspired wardrobe, and a black cloak.
We even bought me some black ankle boots, black high heels and slippers, and a pair of boots that would also go with my Anna Valerious inspired wardrobe. Christine and Meg thought I was weird for wantng what they called men's clothing but they didn't complain. The three of us got along pretty well and as much as I hate clothes shopping...I will admit I had a great time and I enjoyed hanging out with them. Maybe we can become friends during my stay here.
When we returned to the opera populiare Madame Giry was waiting for us as the frong enrance. "Meg and Christine, may you please take Hope's clothing to my room? She is needed for a moment." She told them. "I can take them to your room, Madame Giry. It's no problem with me. They don't have to." I told her. "Hope, he told me to get you the second you returned from shopping." She told me.
I made an 'o' shape with my mouth and looked at them then shrugged. "Well then he can bloody deal that I want to help carry my things in. If he has a damn,"Christine, Meg, and Madame Giry gasped in shock,"problem with it hten he can take it up to me. I am not going to have Christien and Meg carry my things like some pack mules."I told her.
I caught a flicker of movement in the shadows and I glanced over and saw a figure standing in the shadows trying to remain unseen. I caught a glimpse of a white mask covering the left side of the figure's face, which told me it was Erik. I gave him a challenging look and looked over at Christine and Meg who were staring at me like I was insane.
"Oh stop staring at me like I'm bound to go the the insane asylum. Let's go and hurry up put my things in my room." I told them. They nodded and we went inside. I glanced over my shouler to look at Madame giry. "Besides I don't think he wants Christine to carry thing around like she's some sort of maid or pack mule." I mouthed to her. She blinked and I grinned. I loked back at Christine and Meg and ignored the icy glare that was digging into my back.
I'm in huge trouble right now with Erik, obviously, and I'm going to be facing his wrath when I get to his lair.