Chapter 2: The Ooh La La Girl
In the backstage of the Phantasma, Meg Giry, as we all know as the sister-like friend of Christine, was looking through the curtains. Sweat ran down her head as she saw the crowd, from thousands to millions. "My word," she whispered, "What a crowd…"
"Nervous?"
She turned to one of the showgirls, Briana, who had a smirk on her face. With her were the other showgirls, who wore the same face as Briana. Meg smiled sadly. "Just a bit."
Briana: Kid, look who you are
A headline act
A major star
"Got a match?" she asked. Meg nodded nervously.
Meg: Wonder what he'll think…
"The boss?" Another asked; her name was Jezebel. Meg only laughed.
Meg: If he's even here
Jezebel put a hand on Meg's shoulder and said, "Honey, please, he's here!"
Briana: And in just two days, he'll be tossing you bouquets at our gala premier!
"Picture it!" Briana told Meg. Jezebel pitched in again, "The cream of Manhattan," she sighed. Another girl, whose name was Gloria spoke up, "Celebrities! Millionaires!"
"Watching you!" Briana continued. Meg began to lighten up, her hopes rising even higher than before.
Meg: I'll be waiting in the wing
Wound up tighter than a spring
As the house begins to dim
And I'll practice every line
Hoping desperately to shine
Shining only for him
Brianna, Jezebel, Gloria: Just imagine how they'll sheer
On the moment you appear
Meg: Stepping out before the scrim
Let them whoop and let them call
I won't hear the crowd at all
Meg, Brianna, Jezebel, Gloria: No it's only for him
But even the encouragement Meg was given didn't help her completely…
Meg: Tell me how I look
"Fine," Jezebel assured Meg.
"Just fine?" Meg sighed in relief, but soon panicked again.
Meg: What about my hair?
"Beautiful!" Gloria awed.
"You swear?" The girls could tell Meg was still jittery.
Gloria: Trust me when the boss sees how you put that song across
Briana: Heck, he ain't got a prayer!
The girls, including Meg giggled. Meg's smile returned, "You really mean it?"
Brianna, Jezebel, Gloria: You'll look proud into the light
Jezebel: Looking lovely
Gloria: Burning bright
Brianna, Jezebel, Gloria: All vitality and vim
Meg: And I'll rapturously float
Through the melody he wrote
Singing only for him
Brianna, Jezebel, Gloria: And before the music dies
Up the audience will rise
Nearly bursting the brim
And you'll stand there in the glow
Meg: And perhaps at last he'll know…
Meg sighed romantically, almost too lost in thought to realize the pre-show was about to begin.
"Girls! Hurry up, we're on!"
She quickly snapped herself back into reality, and went to her place.
In the crowd was Penny, who somehow, someway, was able to sneak into the room. She waited with anticipation and impatience as did everyone else. She quietly listened in onto the crowd members' conversations. "Where is she?" A man asked. Penny wondered the same thing…
"Look!"
"The centre!"
"There!"
"It's the Ooh La La girl!"
Everyone began to cheer as Meg and the showgirls walked onstage. Penny's smile became wide as she saw Meg do things she herself had a hard time doing: dancing. But most of all, she was in awe of her voice.
Meg: Welcome, each and everyone
To our firmament of fun
Showgirls: A buffet of bally-who
It's where Coney comes to play
And it's opening today
Brianna: And it's only for you
Jezebel: And you
Gloria: And you
Brianna: And you
Showgirls: Entertainment day and night
Sure to dazzle and delight
Meg: And of course we'll be there, too
Showgirls and Meg: Ooh! We're happy that you're here
For this season's beg premier
And it's only for you!
After the song had ended, the host walked up onto the stage, everyone cheering at the performance, especially Penny.
"Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Meg Giry, the Ooh La La Girl! Five shows daily, only here at Phantasma!"
Five shows daily? Penny could've imagined how hard that must be…but, the blonde seemed to be enjoying herself, so she guessed it was worth it for her.
"And now, the Arial exoticism, of the fabulous Miss Fleck! Half hawk, half woman…"
As the host went on, Meg went to her mother, Madame Giry, who was waiting for her backstage. "How was I?" Meg asked, "Tell me!" Meg shook her fists lightly through anticipation. "Delightful," Madame Giry said with a smile, "Just perfect. And I say that not only as your mother, but as your producer."
"Was he watching?"
Madame Giry knew that Meg was talking about Erik; the Phantom.
"I'm sure he was," Madame Giry told her calmly, "And, I'm sure he'll have much to say about how much you've progressed."
Meg was filled with undying joy. But she still wondered, did the Phantom see her…like how he would see Christine? She had a bit of jealousy towards her, but…she learned to tolerate this. She would understand if Erik chose Christine over her…wouldn't she?