A single red rose

Amiele can do it!

AMIELE'S POV:
My mouth dropped, and I looked at Cat to see she wore the same expression. Jordan looked at us confused and asked, "are you two alright?" A concerned and slightly surprised look plastered on his face.
"Uhhhhh-mmnmmmm depends on your definition of alright...." I trailed of my jaw slack and open and my eyes wide.
"I agree-but I think we are good." Cat said reassuringly.
Jordan nodded still not fully believing us, "Well then, I shall introduce you to my composing mentor, Monsieur Reyer." Jordan led us up to the stage next to a small man with a thin frame and curly gray hair. I was bursting with excitement, I get to meet a character! So many thoughts are going through my head I can barely breath!
Then it slapped me in the face. We are back in time... I don't know where my family is.... How I got here, how I can get back, or more importantly if I can even get back!
Cat budged me and whispered some advice, she must have read my mind, "I'm thinking the same thing, for now we need to pull it together and fit the role."
I nodded taking a large gulp, if it weren't for Cat I would be fangirling right now, or lying in a pile of confused tears, or dead in one of the phantoms traps, or- you get the point.
The opera house was even more beautiful in person, with the red curtains and golden trim. The intricate design in the walls and pillars, the scenes and sea of seats made everything fit together in perfect harmony. I couldn't help but smile at the sight, might as well enjoy it while you can. You don't go back in time to your favorite fandom everyday, right?
Carlotta's shrill singing had come to a stop when Monsieur Reyer stopped composing to chat with us. His face was long and narrow, as well as his nose and his mustache fit perfectly between his lips and nose. "Monsieur Reyer," Jordan began holding out his hand. "I would like you to meet my beautiful partner, Catherine Daron, and our friend, Amiele Belrose." Cat and I curtsied in-sync and as a response Monsieur Reyer kissed both of our hands. "It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance Monsieur Reyer." Cat said politely a small smile gracing her soft features.
"Quite." I added with an unsteady voice as I tried to contain my excitement.
"A pleasure to meet you both as well Mademoiselle Daron and Belrose. Do either of have any musical talent?" He inquired with a raised gray eyebrow.
"Catherine here is a phenomenal singer, you may know her as 'le chante ange français'. Amiele sings like an angel as well and can play multiple instruments as well as compose." Jordan answered for us.
Monsieur Reyer's mouth opened in shock, "You mean the le chante ange français? I have seen you perform but once and it was stupendous! Maybe you could sing here once or twice." He suggested a smile playing on his lips, "you really do have the best taste in women don't you jordan? Only the best for my prodigy! She is quite the prize! I must be returning to rehearsals, I hope we can meet again soon."
We were lead to sit down in the front rows of the opera house, I was mocking Monsieur Reyer and trying to block out Carlotta's horrid singing.
I'd like to keep my hearing in tact thank you very much La Carlotta.
The time came when the owner announced his retirement in which I was not listening, I had to be introduced to the new owners too. Firmin took great interest in me, sadly I might add.
Raoul was introduced as well, he earned and exasperated sigh and a couple of low growls from me. I really hate that boy.
La Carlotta came in and began singing, attempting to 'impress' and 'wooh' the new owners and Vicomte.
I began staring off when a large CRASH brought me back to reality. La Carlotta lay in a heap of whines under neath the stage cover. I couldn't help the large cry of laughter that escaped my lips. Cat tried to calm me but it only made it worse which broke her down into a for of laughter like me.
Carlotta threw her fit and walked off stage. I heard Andre yell in anger and hopelessness, "We must refund a full house now, Firmin! A full house!" I cursed at myself, I missed the phantom.
"Amiele can do it!" Cat piped in beside me.
"Yes! Yes she can!" Jordan added louder than Catherine. I saw Firmin nod his head vigorously and gesture for me to come to the stage. Jordan grabbed my arm and pulled me onto the stage.
What?!?!!? Christine is supposed to sing not me!
And then the music began playing...