Hello all. In response to some reviews...yes, rebecca is loosely based on me. though, a much more outgoing and darker me. and,. we have the same name. anyways, this is not based on the book but on the 2004 movie just to clarify that. and, the reason i did'nt go into more depth with the relationship between becca and her stepmom was because i just wanted her to leave and meet erik as soon as possible. maybe in the future i'll add a flashback, or have her explain her childhood or something to give some insight. erik does seem happy, but don't worry, once the masquerade draws closer i'm pretty sure that his mood will change. i think that one of the reasons he seems happier, is because rebecca is so much like him, though, that may cause problems in the future. anyways, please read and review, and i really enjoy all the critism and ideas i've been getting, thank you!
Rebecca
Chapter 6: Rehearsal
The next morning, Rebecca awoke to find herself in her father's cave. She recalled the events of the night before and wondered whether arguments of that nature would be a recurring event in this relationship. She got out of bed, put on a black robe, and headed out to the organ room to find Erik.
"Good morning Rebecca," he said, turning from the music he was busy working on. "There is some fruit on the table if you are hungry, though, I'm not sure how fresh it is."
"I'm not very hungry," she replied and sat down next to him at the organ. "Still working on that opera?"
"Yes, it will be finished in about a month or so if things go as planned." He finished up the stanza he was working on, and then turned to face his daughter. "I was thinking that maybe you would like a tour of the building today."
"Thank you; I would like that very much."
"Good, once you are dressed and ready to go we shall go. There are some fresh clothes for you in the drawers. The route through the building that I am taking you on will be unusual, so you may want to put on some of the trousers you find there."
Rebecca scurried off to her room to change. In the bottom drawer she found several pairs of black trousers. She pulled one on, and then searched for a shirt or blouse to wear. Apparently, Erik had forgotten about that aspect of the outfit when he purchased a wardrobe for her, so she had to get creative. She picked an old dress of hers and then cut it so that the top of the dress became a sort of black shirt. It looked kind of strange, but for the moment it would have to do. Later on, she would ask Erik to buy her some shirts.
"I'm ready!" she said, once more appearing in the organ room.
"Good, then we can go," he handed Rebecca her cape, donned his own, and then they got into the little boat to begin their tour. The boat hit the other shore, and they retraced their steps from yesterday back to the little chapel. Erik made sure the coast was clear, and then beckoned for the girl to follow him.
They headed through the little corridors surrounding the chapel, till they came to a secret passage. Erik pushed a stone in the wall, and a doorway appeared. They went inside and then continued on their way. Rebecca was amazed and the architecture of the building. She enjoyed the feeling of sneaking about in broad daylight, but remaining unseen at the same time. She peered through cracks in the walls around them at the ballet rats and chorus girls.
"We are heading to where it is busier now," whispered Erik, "We will need to be more cautious not to be seen or heard."
"Alright," she whispered back. They crept down an even narrower passage, and Rebecca suddenly found herself backstage at the Opera Populaire. It was even more amazing then she could have imagined. Everyone was moving and talking at once, in an endless loop of motion. She quickly spotted Meg and Madame Giry amongst the crowd. They seemed to be in a bit of an argument and, though she knew it was rude, Rebecca desperately tried to eavesdrop on their conversation. Unfortunately, but the time they got close enough to the mother and daughter the argument had ceased and they had gone their separate ways.
"It's not polite to eavesdrop, Becca," whispered Erik suddenly into her ear.
She jumped and turned to face him. "And it's not polite to scare someone like that either!" she hissed. Then, they both jumped when suddenly La Carlotta began to belt out a song at full volume. "And since when do you call me Becca?" she asked, as they left that spot and headed for the eaves and rafters of the stage.
"It's easier than Rebecca. Now, quickly before the new stagehand catches us!" They quickly climbed up a series of ropes and pulleys, before finally resting far above the busy stage. "This is the best view for watching rehearsals. You can see all the inner workings of the Opera."
"It's really amazing, thank you for brining me here."
"This is nothing though, compared to the view I'll show you tonight during the actual performance," he said with a half smile and a twinkle in his eyes. Rebecca smiled happily, and then sat back to watch the rest of the rehearsal.
"So Erik, when will they begin rehearsals for your opera?" Rebecca asked.
"Well, hopefully right after the new years masquerade. I'm planning on giving the finished score to the managers and causing quite a stir at their little party. They will pay for having not heeded the requests of the Phantom of the Opera." He clenched his teeth and fists, and actually quite frightened Rebecca.
She looked Erik in the eyes and asked, "What happened to you?"