I don't own Phantom Of The Opera or any of its characters. I only own Cosarine Carion and Jay. P.s. this is my actual Halloween costume.

Cosarine's P.O.V

I quickly put on my corset over my peasant blouse. The prosthetics had gone on without a hitch. I tied on my black cloak and looked at myself in the mirror. Men's riding pants looked good on me!

There was a knock on the door and I realized I was late. I grabbed the pocket watch as I looked nice with the costume and dashed out to Jays car.

"You took forever," he said as he jumped in. "You look nice Jay." He looked like the male version of Christine. He even had a rose in his hair.

As we came up to the school I looked at all the people in masks and costumes. He parked, got out and opened the door for me. "Mademoiselle, may I acompany you to this ball?" His French accent was bad and hilarious.

"Yes monsieur. Thank you." He scowled. "What?" I asked. "Your accent is so much better than mine. How do you do that?"

"I spend my time trying to sound like Madame Giry."

He chuckled and we walked in.

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People loved my costume. We had performed our dance to love never dance in the middle of the dance floor. It was very... seductive. The fundraiser ball was going great!

I pulled out the pocket watch ad I headed into the hall. It was starting to get a little hot in there and I needed some air.

"I wish I could actually be in The Phantom Of The Opera." The watch suddenly burned in my hands I dropped it, but it stayed connected to by pants.

Everything around me became blurry and I stumbled forward. "Somebody help me." It came out more as a gasp.

"Meg! Send for a doctor!"