We arrived back at the prima dona room and realised that Meg and Lizzie had gone to bed and to be honest I don't blame them. 'Hey thank you for listening earlier' whispered Christine. I looked over at her and smiled 'anytime you need to talk I'm here' she nodded when we heard a knock on the door.
We looked at each other. I motioned that I'll be getting her night clothes out. She nodded and smiled in thank you.To my surprise Raoul walked in. He started to try to take Christine out but she was adamant she was staying here. But he still refused to listen and walked out saying to get ready in two minutes. What an ignorant ass.
'Christine I must be off' as I handed her the night clothes
'Thanks you sure?'
I nodded and walked out the room.
'Clary' she stopped me. I turned around to see her peeking round the door. 'Yeh?'
'Thank you again. I-'
I stopped her and looked around again I had that weird feeling once again as though someone watching us from the shadows.
'Hey you okay'
Yes. I just thought-' 'never mind I'll see you in the morning right?'
'Yes you will goodnight'
'Goodnight' with that I walked down the hall as I heard the door click shut and I had feeling she wasn't coming out for awhile.I just sighed as I went to my cot and went into a fitful sleep.
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I woke with a start. It was still dark outside so I guessed it must be late evening as girls were still up talking quietly. I tried to get back to sleep but it wouldn't come so I decided to go for a wander.I found myself on an empty stage so I started to practise random steps. With my music in my mind I flowed across the stage like a petal in the breeze.
I finished on a bow. 'Well done mademoiselle' I stopped at the voice. It was the same one I heard in the chapel. 'Erik' I whispered.
'What is a ballet rat doing here at such an ungodly hour'
'I couldn't sleep Monsieur so I decided to talk a walk around and found myself on a stage and started to dance.'
'Well your good at what you do' he complimented me. 'Thank you monsieur' I replied
'Are you staying here for long as I think you would do well here'
'I don't know I think we are staying any longer monsieur. Sooo I guess this goodbye' I think.
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The Phantom's Lost Sister
FanfictionClarice (Clary) Jones is a ballerina for the royal dance academy of England and an orphan. When the academy sends her and her friend away to Paris to participate in this years opera there. Strange events lead to her running into the infamous phantom...