Okay! See, I told you I would update! Here's chapter 10!
After rehearsal, Meg changed into a simple dress and, following her mother's harsh instructions, proceeded to the kitchens of the Opera House. As she scrubbed the dishes, she muttered to herself, "Oh, when will I get to see Erik again? I will have to sneak out tonight!"
Meg continued washing dishes, bowls, and glasses until her hands were shriveled and pruny. At least it kept her mind off of Erik. She truly felt so sorry for him, and it was torturous to think of him, self-confined in that, damp, cold place beneath her feet.
As soon as a servant came and took over her job, Meg tromped back to her bedchamber in a sour mood, angry at her mother and angry at the world itself. Meg was, of course, known to have a few personality flaws here and there, and she was well-known to hold a grudge. Servants, dancers, and everyone else moved out of her way as she moved through the hallway.
When she reached her bed, Meg flopped down on her back. She was absolutely, terribly bored. She traced Erik's name in the air with her finger, plotted ways to get back at her mom, and wondered how Christine and Raoul were doing.
Meg had passed the happy couple on the route back to her room. They were some of the few that no less than threw their bodies against the wall to dodge an angry Meg. They had been chatting and laughing with one of the stage-hands, and Meg had simply stomped by, paying no heed when Christine waved a hand in hello.
Meg did, of course, feel bad about ignoring Christine, but she couldn't help but feel jealous. That blonde-haired, blue-eyed beauty had gotten a gorgeous man and a wonderful job at an Opera House. That girl's life was perfect! And Meg didn't want to be reminded of it.
So it was that Christine was the one to seek out Meg, only to find her sulking in her room. The two of them talked, and Meg apologized, but it was not the same. It would never be the same, and both of them knew it. Christine didn't know exactly why, and thought that it must be because of Raoul. But Meg knew the real cause – she had met the Phantom of the Opera, and she would never be the same again.
So, the blonde-haired, blue-eyed reference I took from Leroux's book. Well, I'll try to update soon! Thanks for reading!
