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Chapter 3: TV and Meetings to Be Made
Colette smiled, melting into the comfy blue poof that was her couch. She remembered yesterday and had officially decided that it had been a successful first day of school. She had gotten a beautiful role in the school play Phantom of the Opera playing Christine. She had made a friend, Erik, thepiano-playingJuniorand had even gotten to be choked to near death by the school bitch, Carlotta.
Great now I have to deal with her everyday. Colette sighed and slumped down, taking the remote off the table beside her and turning the TV on. VH1's Best Week Ever came on and she laughed as they made fun of the Oscars that had aired Sunday night.
Yes, truly successful. But what was so wrong with Erik that he had to cover his face with a mask? Colette shook her head. She positively could not get her mind off that boy. She had to find him tomorrow and talk to him. Get to know him better. See just what made him tick. Colette giggled at the thought. Boys. Humph. They never think about anything at this age. Just videogames…………. But Erik was different. He was kind, gentle and that voice. Oh… that voice……..he's so… Colette shook her head violently and slapped her forehead. She winced, "Ow."
TV, just watch the TV. Don't think about Erik. No Erik tonight. "Colette! Darling, you have rehearsals tonight remember!" called Colette's mother from the staircase. Colette sighed. So much for "No Erik."
The drive to the school was silent, as usual. Colette's mother drove, eyes on the road, but frequently looked over to Colette.
"Yes mum? You've been glancing over at me for the past ten minutes. You have something to tell me." Colette said, not taking her eyes of the dark road ahead.
Her mother nodded, "Yes. Tomorrow we have to go to a school meeting."
Colette moaned, clearly not happy. " It's only going to be for an hour, dear. It's for you to get to know some of the kids. It will be worth it. Don't worry." her mother said as she pulled up to the school.
Colette shuddered, it looked awfully dark and spooky at night. Like someone was going to jump out and kill her or something, and the long walk to the front of the building didn't help either. Colette flung the door open into the cold night wind. She shivered regretting that she didn't bring her jacket. She waved and watched as her mom pulled away and out of sight.
"You shouldn't be out her in the cold at night. Not safe." Colette jumped at the voice and swiveled around. It was Erik. She smiled and breathed a sigh of relief. He grinned and took off his coat. "Here." he said putting his coat around her shoulders. Colette blushed crimson, but luckily it was too dark for him to sheher face. She walked along side of him to towards the front door. An owl hooted out of nowhere and Colette jumped reaching for Erik's hand. He stopped and looked at her in confusion. "It was an owl, Colette. Dear god child are you that jumpy?" Erik said sarcastically. Colette nodded and held his hand tightly.
"Come, come now. Don't be scared." Erik cooed to her, bring her close. Colette nodded again, too lost for words. " Come, let's get you inside, before you catch a cold. We don't want our play's star to catch a cold." Erik laughed and Colette followed him to the school's door. Erik let go of her hand, only to hold the door open for her. Colette squirmed happily and beamed. Warmth. Erik took his jacket from her and led her to the stage. "Why don't you warm up a bit?" Erik hinted, clearing his throat. Colette giggled and coughed, nodding.
Know what I like best Lotte said is when I'm asleep inside my bed and the Angel of Music sing songs in my head. The Angel of Music sings songs in my head.
Colette sang, skipping along playfully in front of Erik. She turned around to see if Erik knew where she was going with this. Erik beamed and ran ahead to catch her.
Insolate boy this slave of fashion, basking in your glory. Ignorant fool, this brave young suitor sharing in my triumph.
Colette laughed aloud as he caught her by the waist and pulled her to the floor with him. Both fought each other playfully, wrestling on the cold lunchroom floor.
"Excuse me! You two losers should be inside at rehearsals. Not playing little games."
Both Erik and Colette looked up to find Carlotta towering above them, mighty with power. Erik sighed, not wanting that to end and picked himself up off the floor, brushing himself off. He held out a hand and Colette took it. Carlotta scoffed and stomped off to the stage room. "Amateurs."
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