Disclaimer- you probably know that Moulin Rouge ain't mine. The song
Everywhere is not mine; it belongs to the talented Michelle Branch. Also,
all the songs here aren't mine. The only characters I own are Marius,
Fernando and Gordon( got his name from Ewan McGregor and NOT the annoying
show entitled Lizzie McGuire) are my own characters.
Summary- you and your band, "The Bohemians" are of to get discovered in Paris. You start of in Montmare. You start of by living in a flat that's been there since the 1900's. Soon you find yourself being haunted by Christian's ghost.
"Tell me again why we're travelling by train, Gordo?" you ask your best friend using his nickname. He looks up from his book. It's one of those rare finds again. He's practically obsessed with these antiques especially when it came to literature. That's what's hard with him in a band sometimes; he won't go with the flow and accept the new tunes. He always prefers to keep it simple, classic. "This was the only fastest transportation to Montmare." He tells you as if the answer was automatic.
You sigh. "Whatever, just get me there fast. I can't wait to get discovered!" you reply. "I don't know, guys. I'm still unsure of this fame thing." Marius said. You knew him enough to tell he was just scared of it all. Who could blame him? He's had two relatives already who went in to the fame hall and went kablooey. "It's okay, Marius. You've got the talent, you inherited it!
And you're going to make sure that you don't follow your cousin and grandfather's footsteps. We'll ALL make sure you don't." You reassure him. He smiles to himself then back to you. He was kind of shy sometimes. Then it's back to silence. You're bored and the magazine you brought along won't help considering you've read it five times this whole trip. So you use your time by practicing your writing skills. You look at Gordo, if you were writing a story you would
describe him like so: he had brown curly hair, it wasn't to short or too long. He had amazingly bright aquamarine eyes, he had a good built. Basically if he wasn't the best friend you've known for more than ten years you'd think he was cute. As for Marius, he had black hair that was dyed with red steaks, a bit skinnier than Gordo but he was what you're friend Samantha called, "hot". And last but not least, Fernando. Fernando had unbelievably fiery red hair. He mostly kept to himself and he was a paranormal-freak. He was okay looking, he wasn't ugly,
he wasn't extremely cute but he was cool. And you, [well, you can look like whatever or whoever. You might look like Britney Spears or something but it's up to you. I'd like it if you'd tell me, though.]. You couldn't wait to get there. It was actually Gordo's idea in the first place to go to Paris. You didn't really know much about this Montmare place, except that it was really old and you've heard Gordo babble about how historic and how it was like a home to
bohemians. Enough, you tell yourself. You didn't want silence anymore, you liked to talk and the fact that you were with your dearest friends and you guys ignoring each other pissed you of. "Hey, I was just thinking of something.why'd we all come here?" You say casually. "Pardon me?" you hear Fernando say after he gets the ear thingies from his Discman out of his ears. "I
said, why do you think we all came here? I mean for individual reasons." This time you had all their attention. "Well, as you all should know, I'm going to Montmare because I've heard about lots of famous writers and musicians getting discovered there. And also for the great history it has. I mean, look, even this train is history itself see the Victorian architecture?" You
roll your eyes. "I came here, because of what Gordon said, you know, the big chances of getting discovered. Also to get away from home. You can't believe my brothers." Marius said. You notice him give a faint shudder at the mention of his brothers. "Well, I'm going to Montmare because to be a famous drummer is one of my dreams. Also to see a ghost." Fernando said. "Ghost?" you ask, okay he was getting creepy. Your arms now have goose bumps. "Yeah," he tells you, "Ghosts, seeing that Montmare is an old city, there may be disturbed spirits there." This time your whole body is one big goose bump. What if this train is haunted? "I think you better stop now, Fernando. She's turning into one gigantic goose
bump." You hear Gordo tease. "Shut up!" you tell him. He just chuckles to himself. "What about you, [your name]. Why did you come here?" You wave of your chills and answer, "Well, I obviously came here so that I'll-sorry WE would get discovered." You have this thing for keeping the band together. "Well, I'm glad we're all here." Gordo said. "I wouldn't survive if I didn't have my friends along." He finished. You smile, even if Gordo liked teasing you, he was
still a very loving friend. Then suddenly you get this feeling; all the warmth, the happiness you feel seemed to disappear. "You okay, [your name]?" Marius asks. "I-I don't know. I-I th-think I just need some-some air." You stammer. You struggle to get out of the small train-cabin. When you're finally out of that stuffy cabin you try to take a few deep breaths. You just have this really bad feeling or something. Then, you just can't help it. You need to close your eyes.
When you feel a little tear stream down your cheek you open your eyes. To your surprise, your not in the hallway of the train, you're in a cabin. From the door you see the numbers "45" which gives you the sign that you're in your cabin. But something was wrong, where was your band? Where are all your stuff? Instead you see a coat on one of the benches and a hat. The hat was kinda weird; you didn't know people still wore those old fashioned hats. You seem to notice too that the cabin seems cleaner too, more polished.new. Then a young man enters
the cabin. "I-I'm sorry, but I believe this is my cabin." You try to say but he ignores you. Then he sits down on the bench opposite of you; where Gordo was sitting. "Ummm, sir! I don't mind sharing with you but my friends are also coming and well, we need room." Still nothing, he totally ignores you. He's wearing weird clothes too, like from the 1900's or something. He
had nice aquamarine eyes and he had nice dark hair, he was gorgeous. You just sit there, in a trance, watching him. There's something magnetic about him, something that you share. Then.SLAP! You feel a really hard hand slap you in the face. Because of the pain you close your eyes and feel a small amount of tears escape your eyes. When you open your eyes you see Gordo with his hand in mid-air; this gives you the sign he slapped you. "What the crap!
What'd you hit me for?" you tell him half-yelling. He backs away. "Are you okay?" you hear Marius say. You face him beside you then you shift to Fernando; all of them look worried. "How.what.what happened?" you ask. "You tell me," Gordo said, " You were like crazy or something, you came in here and sat on you seat; you had this weird blank look on your eyes
then you started mumbling. The creepy part was.you started looking at me this weird way." He said. "Yeah, a dreamy way too." Marius added. You blink. What just happened? You shift your eyes over again to Fernando; he has this look, as if he knows something. "I.guess I was sleep walking or something." You say. "Well, I'm glad Gordon 'woke' you up; it's only a matter of time till we get to Montmare.
Well, should I continue?
Summary- you and your band, "The Bohemians" are of to get discovered in Paris. You start of in Montmare. You start of by living in a flat that's been there since the 1900's. Soon you find yourself being haunted by Christian's ghost.
"Tell me again why we're travelling by train, Gordo?" you ask your best friend using his nickname. He looks up from his book. It's one of those rare finds again. He's practically obsessed with these antiques especially when it came to literature. That's what's hard with him in a band sometimes; he won't go with the flow and accept the new tunes. He always prefers to keep it simple, classic. "This was the only fastest transportation to Montmare." He tells you as if the answer was automatic.
You sigh. "Whatever, just get me there fast. I can't wait to get discovered!" you reply. "I don't know, guys. I'm still unsure of this fame thing." Marius said. You knew him enough to tell he was just scared of it all. Who could blame him? He's had two relatives already who went in to the fame hall and went kablooey. "It's okay, Marius. You've got the talent, you inherited it!
And you're going to make sure that you don't follow your cousin and grandfather's footsteps. We'll ALL make sure you don't." You reassure him. He smiles to himself then back to you. He was kind of shy sometimes. Then it's back to silence. You're bored and the magazine you brought along won't help considering you've read it five times this whole trip. So you use your time by practicing your writing skills. You look at Gordo, if you were writing a story you would
describe him like so: he had brown curly hair, it wasn't to short or too long. He had amazingly bright aquamarine eyes, he had a good built. Basically if he wasn't the best friend you've known for more than ten years you'd think he was cute. As for Marius, he had black hair that was dyed with red steaks, a bit skinnier than Gordo but he was what you're friend Samantha called, "hot". And last but not least, Fernando. Fernando had unbelievably fiery red hair. He mostly kept to himself and he was a paranormal-freak. He was okay looking, he wasn't ugly,
he wasn't extremely cute but he was cool. And you, [well, you can look like whatever or whoever. You might look like Britney Spears or something but it's up to you. I'd like it if you'd tell me, though.]. You couldn't wait to get there. It was actually Gordo's idea in the first place to go to Paris. You didn't really know much about this Montmare place, except that it was really old and you've heard Gordo babble about how historic and how it was like a home to
bohemians. Enough, you tell yourself. You didn't want silence anymore, you liked to talk and the fact that you were with your dearest friends and you guys ignoring each other pissed you of. "Hey, I was just thinking of something.why'd we all come here?" You say casually. "Pardon me?" you hear Fernando say after he gets the ear thingies from his Discman out of his ears. "I
said, why do you think we all came here? I mean for individual reasons." This time you had all their attention. "Well, as you all should know, I'm going to Montmare because I've heard about lots of famous writers and musicians getting discovered there. And also for the great history it has. I mean, look, even this train is history itself see the Victorian architecture?" You
roll your eyes. "I came here, because of what Gordon said, you know, the big chances of getting discovered. Also to get away from home. You can't believe my brothers." Marius said. You notice him give a faint shudder at the mention of his brothers. "Well, I'm going to Montmare because to be a famous drummer is one of my dreams. Also to see a ghost." Fernando said. "Ghost?" you ask, okay he was getting creepy. Your arms now have goose bumps. "Yeah," he tells you, "Ghosts, seeing that Montmare is an old city, there may be disturbed spirits there." This time your whole body is one big goose bump. What if this train is haunted? "I think you better stop now, Fernando. She's turning into one gigantic goose
bump." You hear Gordo tease. "Shut up!" you tell him. He just chuckles to himself. "What about you, [your name]. Why did you come here?" You wave of your chills and answer, "Well, I obviously came here so that I'll-sorry WE would get discovered." You have this thing for keeping the band together. "Well, I'm glad we're all here." Gordo said. "I wouldn't survive if I didn't have my friends along." He finished. You smile, even if Gordo liked teasing you, he was
still a very loving friend. Then suddenly you get this feeling; all the warmth, the happiness you feel seemed to disappear. "You okay, [your name]?" Marius asks. "I-I don't know. I-I th-think I just need some-some air." You stammer. You struggle to get out of the small train-cabin. When you're finally out of that stuffy cabin you try to take a few deep breaths. You just have this really bad feeling or something. Then, you just can't help it. You need to close your eyes.
When you feel a little tear stream down your cheek you open your eyes. To your surprise, your not in the hallway of the train, you're in a cabin. From the door you see the numbers "45" which gives you the sign that you're in your cabin. But something was wrong, where was your band? Where are all your stuff? Instead you see a coat on one of the benches and a hat. The hat was kinda weird; you didn't know people still wore those old fashioned hats. You seem to notice too that the cabin seems cleaner too, more polished.new. Then a young man enters
the cabin. "I-I'm sorry, but I believe this is my cabin." You try to say but he ignores you. Then he sits down on the bench opposite of you; where Gordo was sitting. "Ummm, sir! I don't mind sharing with you but my friends are also coming and well, we need room." Still nothing, he totally ignores you. He's wearing weird clothes too, like from the 1900's or something. He
had nice aquamarine eyes and he had nice dark hair, he was gorgeous. You just sit there, in a trance, watching him. There's something magnetic about him, something that you share. Then.SLAP! You feel a really hard hand slap you in the face. Because of the pain you close your eyes and feel a small amount of tears escape your eyes. When you open your eyes you see Gordo with his hand in mid-air; this gives you the sign he slapped you. "What the crap!
What'd you hit me for?" you tell him half-yelling. He backs away. "Are you okay?" you hear Marius say. You face him beside you then you shift to Fernando; all of them look worried. "How.what.what happened?" you ask. "You tell me," Gordo said, " You were like crazy or something, you came in here and sat on you seat; you had this weird blank look on your eyes
then you started mumbling. The creepy part was.you started looking at me this weird way." He said. "Yeah, a dreamy way too." Marius added. You blink. What just happened? You shift your eyes over again to Fernando; he has this look, as if he knows something. "I.guess I was sleep walking or something." You say. "Well, I'm glad Gordon 'woke' you up; it's only a matter of time till we get to Montmare.
Well, should I continue?