CHAPTER 1
17 year old Mewsette squirmed uncomfortably in her velvet seat. She knew she was next and the girl before was making her even more nervous.
Her operatic vocals boomed through the great Opera House creating a beautiful harmonious melody.
She ran her fingers nervously through her rich brown wavy hair and looked over the lyrics once more.
She knew she was just as good if not better than these girls but suffered from stage fright and to make things worse, she knew the history of this Opera house...
How it practically burned down...young sopranos vanishing forever...people being hung by a pun-jab lasso, she shivered.
She believed in didn't believe in ghost but the strange affair of the "phantom of the opera" had always frightened her...and here she was...trying out to be Christine.
She laughed to herself..."Mewsette? Are you ready?" asked the director from the other from the audience...Mewsette went red..."oh yes monsieur, excuse me, I was preparing...the director nodded his head in understanding...
Mewsette walked toward the center of the stage...She was in full costume...corset, makeup, and hair pinned delicately above her swan like neck...
Her dress was a lovely lavender color that matched her elegant earings...She was truly ravishing...The director swallowed hard at the sight of her...
