I sauntered up the grand staircase in my own mind when I was interrupted by Madam Giry. 'Madam'
'The managers would like to see you' I nodded and followed her to the managers office.She knocked on the door. A very tired 'come in' answered her. She opened the door and waved me in following behind and closing the door.
'Ahh. Mademoiselle Jones we have a few questions for you. Please sit.'
I nodded and sat down in the seat across from them feeling intimidated.
'Miss Jones where have you been today?' Asked Firmin
'I went into the city as it's my day off'
(A/n the managers words will be in bold clary's will be in normal)
'Does anyone know if this little trip?'
'Yes, Christine Daee'
'Okay, mademoiselle Giry is it true that it is her day off'
'Yes monsieurs' says Mme Giry
'Have you sent us any notes of any kind?'
'No monsieurs'
'Are you sure as it seems like someone is threatening us for money'
'I'm sure, I would never threaten you, you have been so hospitable to me'
They conferred for a minute before they told me 'I'm sorry but unless you can prove you are not behind these notes you will be suspended from dancing and you will work up on the rafters. Good day miss.'
I was horrified banned from dancing, dancing is my life
'What do you expect me to do. Catch the phantom, you know that's impossible.'
'No we expect you to accept your punishment but if you catch the phantom that's an added bonus.'
I scowl at them 'your just sick. All you care about is your own ambition and not the truth' with those words I sweep their work on the floor and run out of the office and up to the rafters.
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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...