I hope everyone enjoyed chapter 1! Like I said it's moving really fast but I have really big plans that I am so excited for in this story! I really hope you all enjoy the character of May, you'll see as the story continues that she's like a really enjoyable outgoing character. So here is chapter two and I hope you all enjoy! Oh and Happy Summer!
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The rest of rehearsal that day was long and rather tedious. Most of the time was spent on teaching Christine all of Elisa's lines, blocking, and songs. May was very jealous of Christine. She felt as though if she had not run off, she could have been where Christine is right now. But she kept all of her feelings inside and danced her heart out around the new Prima Donna.
Night time had fallen soon enough upon the opera house, and all of the day's earlier craziness had come to a quiet standstill. As many of the older ensemble members left to go home for the evening, many of the young ballerinas were returning to their rooms and getting ready for bed. May sat in front of her vanity lightly brushing her hair. She was wrapped in a long red silk robe so that nobody would know she was actually in her street clothing ready to find the opera ghost.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door that caused May to jump. She turned quickly and made sure her clothing did not show through her robe. "Come in." she spoke quietly.
As the door slowly opened Maygen saw that it was Christine. She was dressed in a long white night gown with cream colored lace around certain areas.
"Hello May." Christine always spoke quietly and politely to other people.
"Hello Christine. You did a wonderful job in rehearsal's today. Uh c-congratulations on the part. " May was still very jealous of Christine but was not showing it.
Christine smiled softly and looked down at her feet. "Oh thank you." They were both quiet for a moment, and then Christine spoke up. "Well I just came to say goodnight, and I will see you in the morning. Oh and by the way that is a lovely robe."
May smiled at her friend then looked down at the robe. "Thank you Christine"
Christine smiled and nodded in response. "well goodnight Maygen"
"Goodnight." May watched Christine shut the door slowly then turned back to the mirror. She gave her hair one last brush then quickly stood up moving in front of her bed. May took off her robe revealing her street clothing that she had been hiding underneath. She was now standing in a light blue dress with a white color that cut rather low, buttons down the center, and a brown and red patterned under layer of skirt that showed below the bustle of the top layer. She looked rather beautiful. Because she wasn't sure how cold it was going to get, May fastened her long black cape around her neck pulling it over her shoulders.
They young girl stepped forward glancing at herself in the mirror. May realized she was missing something. She moved quickly over to her armoire grabbing her satchel bag that held a couple candles and matches inside, a compass (just in case), a couple of bandages (in case of any wounds), a notebook that she kept entries in from day to day, and other random necessities needed for her usual adventures around the opera house and through the Parisian streets. Finally she was ready. May blew out all of the candles in her room and headed for the door pulling her cape closer to her body.
Trying not to make too much noise, May slowly and quietly inched open the door and slipped out of her dorm. Luckily her room was right by the spiral staircase leading down from the ballet dormitories and away from anyone still awake and watching for any lurking ghost's. She made it down the stairs and away from the rooms. As quiet as she could, May ran past the costume closet, practice rooms, and prop closet's on her was to the dead end she hid at earlier in the day.
May slowed down a bit when she realized she was almost there. Suddenly there was a loud noise from behind her and she began to run again. She ran quickly around a corner without seeing who was approaching her. The young girl ran right into the creepiest stage hand, Joseph Boquet. "Watch it little rat!" The stage hand smelled of brandy and smoke, as he moved May in front of him. Boquet was always creeping on all of the ballet girls and tormenting them with stories about the Opera Ghost.
May looked up at the old stage hand and cringed away. "I-I'm sorry sir, I didn't mean to run into you."
Boquet pushed her aside abruptly and began to walk away slurring his words as he mumbled. "Dumb ballet rat. They should all be shipped to America and thrown into jail".
His words made absolutely no sense to May but she just assumed it was because of his intoxicated state. May stood and collected herself for a moment then slowly began on her way to the door which was only inches away.
She was finally there. She stepped forward placing her hand on the cold door. May looked around one last time to see if anyone was around to witness her. Luckily there was no one in sight. Collecting herself, May took a deep breath and began to push open the stone cold heavy door. The door swung open with a soft creek, and what seemed to be a never ending darkness bled out of the passageway. May quickly reached into her satchel pulling out a candle and briskly lighting it with a match. The candle sparked to life as Maygen timidly stepped into the passage way. The door slammed loudly behind the girl causing her to jump. Once she was calmed down, May began her long journey to the menacing catacombs beneath the opera house.
Darkness was everywhere surrounding the timid explorer as she journeyed farther down into the Opera populaire. The walls were wet and made of stone and the ground was slippery and dirty leaving the bottom of Mays dress traced with dirty and grime. Suddenly she stopped. The sound of running water could be heard, it sounded to be down a little ways so May kept going. All of a sudden tiny little squeaks and trampling feet could be heard coming towards her. There were three little mice running in May's direction. The young girl froze dropping her candle and screamed at the sight of the tiny animals and the fact that she was now submerged in complete darkness.
Little did the young ballerina know that her scream sent an echo down the dark hallways, and little did she know that somebody was now anxiously waiting her approach.
Okay so that was Chapter 2. I hope you enjoyed it! The next chapter should be more exciting because someone is finally introduced! Anyways I would love to hear some reviews and feedback so please leave some, that would be greatly appreciated! Thanks!