A/N: So I'm going to try this again. I was told that my writing style was too rushed so I've tried to plan this fic better. I just want to get the first chapter out and see the response I get before I continue. For now this story is a T rating, there might be some developments that may change the rating but I'll try and keep it at T. This is obviously E/C
Summary: This is a modern day story. Christine is an ordinary dancer at an opera house in New York and Erik the elusive manager. He is seen as an unapproachable, temperamental artist until a certain dancer stumbles into his office. E/C as usual. I'm bad at summaries but please READ AND REVIEW.
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters you recognise.
CHAPTER 1:
The New York Opera House company just started their new production. The entire company was busy preparing. The dancers had started rehearsing, Christine being the new dancer in the company had to practice extra hard. The music of the orchestra filled the auditorium. The lead diva, Carlotta, had started her antics as she usually does before any new production.
"Why am I forced to work with these...these amateurs?!" She shrieked glancing at the group of young dancers. The tenor, Piangi, that acted alongside Carlotta tried to calm her down. "And where is that manager, I need to speak to him about this new dancer? She's useless." Christine looked down in shame at Carlotta's comment. Madame Giry, the dancing instructor, stepped forward, "If you have a problem with my dancers you should speak to me and not waste the manager's time. Carlotta rolled her eyes, "Well I'm telling you n-" At this moment the manager walked in. Silence filled the auditorium. Everyone was shocked to see him as he hadn't come to a rehearsal for weeks.
"Is there a problem here?" No one besides Madame Giry had the courage to step forward. "Madame Carlotta has a problem with one of the new dancers." Christine felt her heart start to race. She was glad that no one turned to look at her. Mr Destler, the manager remained cold and upright, "well if she's new she can't be that valuable. Send her to my office so I can formally dismiss her." Mr Destler left the auditorium without another word to any one. Everyone stared after him in shock, Christine paled. Mr Reyer, the conductor, interrupted the silence. "How about a 30 minute break?"he suggested, nodding at Madame Giry. She nodded her head, "Yes, I believe that would be best." The members of the company scrambled off the stage, grateful for the break.
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Many of the cast members sat in groups in the large empty foyer of the opera house, chatting or playing QuizUp on their phones. Christine opted to sit by herself with her mp3 player and earphones in her ears. She tried desperately to ignore all the stares. Even though she was near tears she was determined to change the manager's mind. After a few minutes a tall blonde walked up to her. "Hi I'm Meg Giry." She held out her hand to Christine. Christine hesitantly took it, recognising her as one of the best dancers in the company. "Madame Giry would like to see you." Oh right. Of course she wasn't there to get to know Christine. Christine nodded and quickly got up, following Meg to Madame Giry's office.
Outside Madame Giry's office, there were a group of dancers sitting on the floor. Christine ignored their whispers. Christine stared at the door in fear. "Well go on, knock." Meg urged. Before softly knocking on the door Christine heard one of the dancers saying, "Does she even know how to knock?" This caused the others to burst into a fit of giggles. Christine entered Madame Giry's office, completely ignoring the group of dancers giggling behind her.
"Miss Daae, thank you for coming to see me" Madame Giry motioned for Christine to sit. "Are you going to fire me?" Christine could feel the tears welling in her eyes. "No, Miss Daae, I am not allowed to do that. Mr Destler has to do that. I just wanted to warn you about him. He is a good man but if you rub him up the wrong way he can be quite...well you can imagine from this morning." "Do I have to go now?" Christine asked timidly. Madame Giry nodded and explained to her how to get to Mr Destler's office.
After about 10 minutes of pacing in the corridor Christine finally worked up the courage to knock on Mr Destler's door. She nearly passed out from fear when she heard his threatening voice call for her to enter.
A/N: so please review. I would really appreciate your feedback, questions or suggestions. Thanks for reading and yeah please review, follow and favourite :)