Stories Like This Can't Come True
Disclaimer: I own the plotline and four main characters (not Erik) in this story. That is all.
This story is told from the POVs of each character (Kayla, Josie, Kendall, or Samantha); usually they take the chapters in turns, but sometimes the overseeing authoress (moi) must intercede on the reader's behalf. Please attempt to enjoy. PS: Anything in double parentheses is from the chapter narrator's POV.
Kayla
Chapter 1 – Christmas Presents
"Okay, has everybody tuned?" I asked for what felt like the millionth time.
"Yes," Sam stressed the word. "We're set… Finally."
I rolled my eyes at her. "Okay, fine. How about 'Angel of Music' for a warm-up?"
"Ooh, ooh, can I do the intro?" Kendall bounced up and down, and we laughed.
"Well, it doesn't sound right on keyboard," I admitted, stroking the keys. "And I get the feeling a cello would be too low…" (Sam gave me a dirty look.)
"Josie, do you want to do it?" I glanced at my other best friend.
Josie shook her head. "I haven't practiced it anyway."
"Yea! Thank you guys!" Kendall punched the air and snatched her violin.
"I can still do the harp accompaniment," I smirked at her as I flipped a few switches on the keyboard. Josie picked up her own violin. "Remember, it's only four measures of intro. Don't get carried away, you guys." She gave me a pointed look. (I sometimes lose myself in this music… Okay, all the time, but can you blame me?)
Sam's bow was set on her cello, and she tapped a beat with her foot. "Go, guys."
Kendall started and I followed. It sounded beautiful, like on the soundtrack. ((Okay, maybe not immaculate, but it sounded really good.)) I nodded for Josie and Sam to come in out of personal habit, and we got through the whole song without a bad note.
"That was awesome, you guys," I said when we'd finished.
"Yeah, really good intro," said Sam.
Josie tightened her bow slightly. "It looks like everyone's been practicing since Christmas. I still can't believe you got us all Phantom of the Opera music, Kayla," she said, half-exasperated.
I gave her a wicked grin. "How else was I supposed to get you three into this?"
She didn't answer, turning back to her music. "Now let's do 'All I Ask of You'," she said, skimming through the pages.
"Nooo!" I howled. "Fop-song alert! Must… stay… away!"
"Oh, shut up. Just 'cause I think he's hot and you don't –
"Good reason, too!" I shot back. "Okay, on the one hand, you have the Phantom, a.k.a. Gerard Butler: nice slicked hair, black cape, deep voice, AWESOME SINGER, and swooning-sexy with his mask. On the other, Raoul, no mystery whatsoever, okay singer, and has to wear his hair in a ponytail to look even remotely cute."
"Stop right there. You can nix the hair and mask, plus I've got to remind you that your guy is like, thirty-something and seducing a seventeen-year-old girl. And he's a coward," Josie argued.
"How dare you!" I cried. "I am mortally offended. The Phantom bests Raoul when it comes to a swordfight, and he's got the lasso!"
"Only proves he's a coward," she said, "Attacking from the shadows like that."
"Don't be surprised if you wake up dead tomorrow," I muttered.
"What?"
"I said, 'Fine, let's do it'," I lied. "It's not like you're going to stop griping until we play it anyway…"
We ran through 'All I Ask of You' as fast as I could make us go, then went on to 'Music of the Night' and 'Phantom of the Opera' ((oooh, good song…)).
"That was cool," Sam commented, glancing at me. "Kayla, what did you have the keyboard set on for 'Music of the Night'?"
"That was a lovely string and piano layer combination that I found one day while perusing the columns of instruments inscribed upon this un-vintage piece of work."
She stared at me. "Yeah… well, it ruled."
"Thank you much. Okay, major break time."
"Agreed." Kendall had brought down some drinks.
"Okay, I vote we go exploring," I raised a hand in the air.
"Exploring for what?" Kendall gave me a blank look. "It's my basement. It's got a bunch of junk that I've never seen –
"That's exactly why!" I clapped my hands like a six-year-old. "Let's check it out!"
Ok, I confess: I was on a sugar high when I started writing this, and my best friends convinced me to post it (no clue why). So it'll pick up a little next chapter, hope you enjoy!
