1905 Coney Island, America

Maria’s P.O.V.

Christine Daae coming to America to sing at Mr. Y’s Phantasma on Coney Island! I read from the morning paper, he was going to have a lecture.

“Papa?” I called calmly

“Maria? What is it douce fleur?” He asked

“Well first off, Christine Daae? Why didn’t you tell me you invited my mother?!” I yelled

“Because I didn’t want you to feel broken hearted if she said no.” He stated plainly

“Me? Broken hearted? No.” I said with clipped tones “They arrive this afternoon. I suppose you were going to send me to receive them?”

“Yes. Now that you mention that. I was going the send Fleck, but seem more suited to bring them here.”  He stated like it was a brilliant idea for a new invention

“Fine.” I said, I ran up the stairs to the carriage room. As I walked (at a rather fast pace) to the largest one we had.

“Miss wa-“ Someone called out before I collided with them.

“Watch were you’re going!” I said, and then I looked up, big brown almost black eyes met mine.

“I am sorry miss! I tried to warn you, my hands were full of bridals.” He said back with a strong voice, he must have a wonderful singing voice, Maria!

“Well, then, it is I, who must apologize” I said as I started to help him pick up all the bridals “Maria.”

“Lucas, ma’am, and thank you for the help. Where you in need of a carriage?” He asked whilst he put up the bridals.

“Yes,” I said “Lucas.” I smiled and showed him the one I needed

“Here ma’am,” He said as he offered a hand to help me on the driver’s seat.

“Call me Maria, and thank you  good Monsieur.” I said as I rushed out. I was extremely nervous. I was going to meet my mother! I had idolized her since I was a child! I just hope I won’t be disappointed

“God sake, didn’t this Mr. Y send anyone to receive us?” A weak male voice asked

“Here Monsieur.”  I replied, I gasped when turned around, I would know those eyes anywhere, cold, hard, taunting brown eyes

“Are you sure you should be driving us anywhere?” He sneered coldly  “You seem extremely young.”

“I assure you Monsieur Viscount I am very qualified.” I replied  “Ah, Viscountess, my pleasure, and you must be the young Viscount himself.”

“Gustav.” The young Viscount replied, he looked so much like my papa, but that is impossible.

“Of course, right this way.” I said, while helping Gustav into the carriage.

“You are very strong young woman.” Christine said, I savored her voice, it sounded  like what my papa said. “How old are you? If you don’t mind my asking?”

“Fifteen as of today Madame.” I told her, she gasped, the Viscount moved me away and moved her up the small steps and then helped himself up, quite drunkenly if you ask me.

Several Hours later

“You went to see her? Are you mad!?” I shouted

“I needed to Maria you don’t understand!” I said with same amount of fire in his eyes

“I don’t understand? I just met my Mother today! Only to have her shoved into a carriage by her horrid husband!” I screamed, as I started to cry “Why didn’t you tell me that he was the man from my dreams papa?” I sobbed

“Oh  douce fleur I am sorry, I shouldn’t have kept that from you but I knew that you would not have gone if you knew.” He cooed as he held me.

“Of course I would have gone, I face my demons, and I do not run from them. And I swear by the time they leave he will know who I am.” I replied

“Bravery is always good Maria, now off to bed you have a long day tomorrow.” He said.

Yes I do.

                                                                                                                      (Sorry my updates are short like I said I write right before I update, and I have been a little pressed for time lately, on top of School and being sick updates just were not my friends. So hopefully they will get longer! And please comment and tell me what you think of Maria! =3D)

*~*PhantomDragon*~*