Disclaimer: The Phantom of the opera is not mine. This particular story is mine.

"SQUEEEEEEEEEE!" Vicky yelled as she ran into me and knocked me onto my butt.

"What?" I screeched. "Get up, take a deep breath, and tell me!"

"I know what play to pick for our class to perform!"

"What?" I asked while dusting off my clothes.

"The Phantom of the Opera!" she screeched. Then her face fell as she noticed my expression. "What?"

"Do you honestly think that any of the guys could pull off the Phantom's awesomeness?"I questioned.

"Yes," Vicky announced after a pause. "I think I would have a good shot at Christine to."

"Your not even a soprano," I reminded her. "And who do you think could play Erik?"

"Umm, I don't know, but I can hit most of Christine's notes," Vicky reminded me.

I raised an eyebrow(yes, I can actually do that) and asked, " Even the one at the end of 'Phantom of the Opera?'"

"No, but I can work on that. We could ask Ms. Nichols to help," she replied. "You could try out for Christine too."

"Sure?" I asked.

"Yes, but we have to get you a mic, you're too quiet."

"So, who's good fop material?" I asked casually as we strode to first period French.

"Gabe, Dylan, and possibly Derek," she replied. We had arrived at the class, and took our seats. We sat next to each other, so we could continue talking.

"And which of those would we be unfortunate enough to have as our Phantom?" I questioned.

She thought for a few seconds, and sighed, "Unfortunately, Gabe would probably get it."

"You see my point. So, still excited to do this play?" I asked, expecting a no.

She thought for another moment, then surprised me with a,"YES!"

"You're nuts, but I'll go along with it. We should help cast to make sure that the roles aren't completely butchered though," I sighed. I could tell that we were going to ruin one of the best plays in history.

"Yes! You and I are going to Mr. VanTeynes at lunch," Vicky said, practically going to explode from excitement.

The rest of first, second, third, fourth, and fifth period passed by without anything weirder happening. Apparently Vicky had listened o me when she said that she wouldn't tell anyone about our idea unless it was accepted. After fifth was over, Vicky decided to crash into me again before dragging me off to the band room.

There, Mr. VanTeynes listened quietly as Vicky explained the idea, how we both wanted to take part in casting, and that we wanted to invite the Broadway troupe who reformed it to the first performance.

"Do you girls realize how much money the production would cost? The play is very expensive, and we'd have to rent the sets, chandelier, costumes, and the time for contacting anyone who could tell your idea to the Broadway troupe," he asked us.

"Yes!" Vicky answered at once. She pulled out a check for ten thousand dollars. "This should be enough for the cost. "

"Mr. VanTeyens, I think you should let her do this, she might explode otherwise," I said.

"Very well girls," he agreed and he began making phone calls. Luckily, Vicky and I had a study hall after lunch, so we could help Mr. VanTeyens with the proceedings. There would be ensemble auditions tomorrow. Vicky looked like she was on cloud nine by the time school was over.

She started singing Phantom at her locker. The freshmen were looking at her like she was nuts. I wasn't sure about her sanity myself.

"I can't believe it! Tomorrow, we get a chance to get our dream role, Christine Daae!"

I just nodded, and walked towards my bus, I still felt that this would be fairly horrendous.

The idea struck, and I had to write it. If you like it, review. Feed back(sp?) is always welcome.

p.s. flames are okay as long as they don't contain swearing, it offends Pippin.

p.p.s. will write more in next chapter.