authors note: I don't know what happened, but something happened to my last chapter. It just kind of poofed, so sorry about that.
(about 2 days later)
Victoria sat on her bed, staring at her sketch book. She drew Jamie in her best dress the night she last saw her. She licked her dry lips as she put down her charcoal, and picked up her pastels. Suddenly she heard a soft upbeat melody play through were she called home. She gently put down her sketch book on her bed and walked out to where her father was. He was hard at work on a new piece, what the name of the piece was, he would never tell her. He would tell to wait until it was finished, then he would tell her. She quietly snuck up behind him, so she wouldn't interrupt his process. He stopped suddenly, he took in a deep breath, making his shoulders shrug.
"Victoria, you know its not polite to linger in doorways." he said not looking at her, he wrote something on the sheet music before he turned to face her. She smiled with a guilty smile. He chuckled, shaking his head with a smile, he patted a spot on the seat. She quickly walked over and sat next to him, moving her over her shoulders so it wouldn't be in her face.
"i'm sorry papa." she bowed her head. He smiled sympathetically and kissed the top of her head.
"the song is finished." he tried to get her to look up. "see?" he pointed to the sheet music. "it's for your auditions." he smiled.
"what audition papa?" she looked at him with a child like innocence. He handed her a paper. She looked it over and a smile grew quickly on her face. "an audition for the opera house? Papa do you think I'm ready?" she asked reading the paper in more detail.
"I don't see why not." he smiled, causing Victoria to let out a small squeal. "but you'll need to practice, a lot." Victoria nodded slightly.
"oh of course! Of course! Will you help me?" she looked up at him with her big chocolate eyes. He nodded, making her squeal even louder. He chuckled slightly at her excitement. He instructed her to stand up. She did as she was told and clasped her hands over her stomach pressing down gently, so the air would come from her lungs and not her stomach. (don't question my logic.)
"now trying these first few bars." he waited for her to give any sign that she was ready. She nodded slightly. He began to play and music soared through the room.
"she's resplendent, so confident.
La sien, la sien, la sien.
I realized I'm hypnotized.
La sien, la sien, la sien.
I hear hear the moon singing a tune. La sien, la sien, la sien.
Is she divine? Is it the wine?
La sien, la sien, la sien." she stopped when he stopped playing the piano. Her angelic voice didn't need practice, but her voice wasn't the problem. He stood up slowly and stood behind her, she turned her head in confusion. He moved her head back into place.
"keep your chin up right. It shows confidence and bravery." he held her chin up gently. "now go like this." he placed his hand on his cheeks, slightly squishing them. Victoria couldn't help but laugh. "I know it looks funny, but just do it." he smiled as she copied him. "now try singing again." she nodded with her hands against her face.
"she's reshplendent, so confident.
La shen, la shen, la shen,
I realished I'm hypnotished
La shen, la shen, la shen.
I hear hear the moon shinging a tu-"
"okay, nice try but no." he laughed loudly. "Don't push too hard on your cheeks." he helped her. "now try." he chuckled.
"she's resplendent, so confident.
La sien, la sien, la sien.
I realized I'm hypnotized.
La sien, la sien, la sien.
I hear hear the moon singing a tune. La sien, la sien, la sien.
Is she divine? Is it the wine?
La sien, la sien, la sien." her tone turned dark and sophisticated. He smiled brightly.
"see? That's a lot better." he prompted, she smiled shyly. "but don't get too confident. We still have a lot to do." he instructed. She tiredly slumped her shoulders. " ah ah, keep form. You must be heard from anywhere from the room, or it will be and you for naught."
" this practice is all for naught. I don't need it." she frowned remember
"I heard that." he replied coldly.
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The phantom's daughter
FanfictionAfter the death of Victoria's mother, Christine, Raoul takes her to her father. Her real father, the phantom, how will this work? Read and find out.
