The Phantom's Lost Sister

Moving countries and opera houses?

Clary's POV

'Clary! Get up now Madam Giry wants to see us'
What a wake up call. My best friend Elizabeth choose that precise moment to barge into my dorm and pounce on my cot. 'Elizabeth it's too early'
She shot me a look 'I don't care, madam's orders'

At those words I jumped up and changed into my dancing clothes. Then we both ran downstairs to the stage.
'Ahh finally, you've arrived.' Said madam Giry in a disapproving manner.
'My sister has contacted me to say that they are a couple ballerinas short and me being the lovely sister I am have decided to send my too best dancers there. Pack your things up tonight you leave tomorrow morning for the opera populaìr. Good day dearies' she finished lovingly and walked of the stage.

Me and Lizzie were stood there for a moment till it sunk in. We both squealed in excitement. 'I know why they picked you with your golden hair and dark green eyes.' I said to Lizzie my mood taking a nose dive.
'I beg to differ I mean you have curves and generally beautiful.' She said wistfully. Eager to change the conversation I mentioned that we should go and pack.

After packing we were given moves to practice and perfect for the opera Hannibal. As we would need to know them if we were to dance in the opera tomorrow. 'Madam' I called ' how long are we to stay in Paris?' Madam turned and fixed me with a glare.
'For as long as mademoiselle Giry deems it necessary, Now back to practising your steps' she snapped.

After, painful training for twelve hours me and Lizzie retired to our cots for the night. Soon I heard Lizzie's breathing even meaning she was asleep but I couldn't my mind was turning over thinking about tomorrow.
Finally I managed to fall into a fitful sleep.

A/n
Here is the second chapter hope it wasn't too long next chapter will be out soon