Lala lala….don't own Phantom of the Opera……lalalalaaaa…. But I do own any characters not in Phantom!
"Am I in trouble?" Christina De Changy asked in a small voice as her father paced the floor of her room. She looked at the floor, letting her dark chocolate curls fall. Suddenly, Raoul stopped pacing the floor.
"Don't ever let me catch you singing again, understood? He could be anywhere." By him, Raoul was referring to the phantom. Tears filled seven year old Christina's huge brown eyes. She loved to sing more than anything. Especially, Think of Me, it was one of her favorites. As soon as Raoul was gone, she flopped on her bed and cried. She was so fed up with her father! Most girls her age had great relationships with their fathers, but this was different.
Not even ten minutes after her scolding, there was a knock at Christina's door. She sat up and removed all her evidence of crying. "Come in."
Christine came in the room and closed the door lightly behind her. "I know you were singing again. I just don't understand why your father won't let us."
"You should be able to, you were the Prima Donna, remember you told me?"
"How could I forget?" Christine smiled. "You got my beautiful singing voice."
"Yes, I did, and your beauty to match." Christina smiled.
"Yes you did. Now get dressed for the gala tonight, we are leaving in an hour." Christine got up and went to her went room to get dressed.
A/N: Tell me what you think! No flaming or Simon Cowell esque though please!