Yes, I'm on Spring Break. If you want to call it that. I have to go back to school on Tuesday. Fiddlesticks. But anyway, I'm hoping to get in a few updates during this short break because my mind is racing with ideas now. Just reminding y'all, in case you forgot: I do not own any of these characters, but I am all of them. Just kidding, in case you didn't know. Oh, yeah, like usual, Christine's POV.
Meg woke Erik and I early with her shrieking.
"CHRISTINE! GET UP! YOU HAVE TO GET READY FOR YOUR WEDDING! YOU FOOL, ERIK IS NOT SUPPOSED TO SEE YOU!" She came over to me and grabbed my hand, dragging me out of the room. I looked back at Erik, who was sitting there laughing! LAUGHING! I just sighed and listened to Meg's nagging as dragged me up the stairs and into her room.
"Okay, I brought your dress in here. But first you need to take a bath. Then you can put on your dress, then we'll do your hair and then your make up. Is that okay?"
I tried to subdue my laughter so I wouldn't hurt Meg's feelings, but it was EXTREMELY difficult.
"It is a wonderful plan, Meg. But...am I going to be allowed to bathe alone?"
Meg threw her arms up in the air. "Of course, Christine! I'm not your mother! It's not my job to bathe you! Mon dieu, I think that I'm expected to do everything around here!"
I went in the bathroom and drew my bath. I sat in the tub thinking until I was nearly asleep. I was brought back to reality by Meg pounding on the door.
"CHRISTINE! Get out right now! We're ten minutes behind schedule! Erik's already started getting ready. Hurry!"
I rolled my eyes and sighed loudly. I got out of the tub and put on a robe. I walked out of the bathroom and Meg already had my dress ready. All of a sudden, I felt her starting to put on my corset. She pulled the laces tight and I gasped for air.
"Meg, mon dieu, fille. I want to be able to breathe at my wedding!" This only caused her to pull harder, followed by a fit of laughter.
"Je suis désolé, Christine. I know that I'm being bossy. I'm just excited for you. I just want everything to be perfect for you. You're like my sister, you know."
I nodded in agreement. The room was otherwise silent until my dress was on.
"Oh, Christine, you look perfect! I'm going to go get on my dress, then we can do our hair and make-up together." Meg hurried into the bathroom and I could hear her singing to herself. I could only wonder where she got her energy. I was exhausted just watching her. I fell back on the bed and shut my eyes. In a few hours, I would be a married woman. The though was terrifying. Would I be a good wife? Would things between us be different? I had questions running through my mind when I was interrupted by the door opening. I sat up to see Madame Giry.
"Madame Giry!"
She nodded and walked in the room, shutting the door behind her.
"Meg is the bathroom, I presume." I nodded and she came and sat by me.
"Christine, you know that I think of you as a daughter, so I would like very much for you to wear these during your wedding." She held out the most beautiful diamond earrings that I have ever seen.
"Madame Giry, I can't! There are too beautiful...they must have cost a fortune!"
Madame Giry shook her head. "Christine, they are a family heirloom. You will only be borrowing them because I intend for Meg to wear them on her wedding day. I wore them for my wedding, and my mother also wore them. Nothing would make me happier than to see you wearing them."
She placed them in my hand, and I cautiously put them in. After I put them in, I held my hair back and looked at them. "Madame Giry, they are beautiful. Thank you so much!" My eyes started to tear up, and she gave me a hug.
"Don't cry on your wedding day, enfant. You father would be so very proud of you." That only caused me to cry harder. Just then, Meg walked in the room and saw me crying, so she came over and hugged me.
"Shh...Christine, don't cry. It's going to be all okay." I nodded and sniffled, then wiped my eyes.
"Well...sniff should we get to hair?" This caused Meg to laugh.
"We are a few minutes behind schedule, so I guess we should."
Meg and I stood in front of the mirror contemplating how to wear our hear. She decided to wear her hair down. I wanted to do the same, as well, but Meg forbade it.
"It is your wedding, Christine, you can not look like you do everyday."
In the end, I won and was allowed to wear my hair down, although Meg still objected.
Finally, after what seemed like forever, Meg and I were done and still had a few minutes to spare. I sat and looked out the window and saw Erik and Nadir getting in their carriage and leaving. I sighed deeply with anticipation. I was excited and nervous and even a little bit sad. I was saying good-bye to one chapter of my life and beginning a new one. I rested my head against the wall and thought until Madame Giry came and told me it was time to go.
Wow, I just realized that I have the characters do a lot of sighing and nodding and laughing. I like expression, I guess. Anyway, R&R.