Hey! This is my first fan fiction. This is based on the 2004 movie. So, all of the characters in this story look like the people in the movie. Hope you like it! Enjoy! Also, tell me how you like it.

Yes, some of these chapers are really short. I had written this a year ago when I was like in 8th grade in grade school. I wrote this story before I ever read any of the books. I really wanted to make this story fluffy, but my teacher had to read it. I didn't change it because I thought it didn't need to be changed.

I thank my friends for telling me to keep going with the story. If they had not told me to keep going, this story would never exist.

Chapter 1

(Christine and Raoul's Wedding Day)

Christine is in her wedding gown on her big day. She just finished putting on her gown. Christine was wearing a sparkling white dress with diamond earrings to match. Her hair was a dark brown, as always, with kalbasie curls.
Ready to enter the church, Christine finds a red rose with a black ribbon tied around the stem. Her throat began to swell with emotion. She knew where this rose had come from, it came from the phantom.
Her mind began to race with questions. Most of them about if she had made the right decision in leaving him. She also thought of Raoul compared to the phantom.
Raoul was indeed nice to her, but he had put her life on the line to kill the phantom. He asked her to betray someone who taught her how to develop her voice. Raoul was good, but he had a certain appeal for himself. Raoul was indeed a narcissist. Christine wondered if he was actually a girl due to his long hair, lack of fighting skills, and girlish tendencies; she thought that he could be gay.
Looking at the advantages of the phantom, she found he was better than Raoul in countless ways. Yes, the phantom did kill people, but Raoul is capable of killing too… just very bad at it. The phantom was a very charming person when you looked at his personality. Yes, his face was deformed, but that is just one side. The other side was very very hansom. He has a wonderful singing voice that is pleasant to listen to, for his voice flowed deep and soft with love in it when ever he talked to Christine.
Christine began to cry uncontrollably but silently. Instead of going to the church to get married, she ran out to the nearest carriage and told the driver to go to the abandoned opera house, quickly.
When Christine arrived at the opera house it was still standing. It looked two-hundred years old due to the fire. Most of the windows were boarded up. She tried opening the front door, and to her surprise it was open. It seemed like the phantom meant for it to be open just for Christine to come in.