Chapter 1

In sleep he sang to me, in dreams he came ...that voice which calls to me and speaks my name ... And do I dream again? For now I find the Phantom of the Opera is there - inside my mind ... Sing once again with me our strange duet ... My power over you grows stronger yet ... And though you turn from me, to glance behind, the Phantom of the Opera is there - inside your mind ... Those who have seen your face draw back in fear ...I am the mask you wear ... It's me they hear..Your spirit and my voice in one combined: the Phantom of the Opera is there – inside my mind ... He's there, the Phantom of the Opera ... Beware the Phantom of the Opera In all your fantasies, you always knew that man and mystery ... ... were both in you ... And in this labyrinth where night is blind, the Phantom of the Opera is there/here - inside your/my mind ... Sing, my Angel of Music! He's there the Phantom of the Opera.

My mind was filled with images of a rose, a face in a mirror, a masked face, the boat on the lake and the angel of music. Then I felt as if someone was shaking me. I opened my eyes and saw Edward.

"Bella are you okay?"

"Yeah. Bad dream. I'm going to get ready for school now." How could I tell him I was living a lie? I only lived in Phoenix for two months before I came to Forks. I lived in France with a family friend in the Opera Populaire. My angel of music set me free but why was he constantly on my mind.

We arrived at school and I was bombarded by Alice. I had this strange feeling was being watched, just like Paris.

"Bella the school is having visitors today." Alice said.

"Okay, I don't get why it's such a big deal." Edward said.

"Bella might though." Alice said. She just lost me. We walked into the doors and I stared at four familiar faces. I knew they recognized me. Med, Madame Giry, Mr. Andre and Mr. Firmar were watching me with Edward. I instantly knew why they were here. They wanted me to go back with them. Sorry but I gave up singing a long time ago. I smiled at them and walked into class.

"How do they know you?" Edward asked.

"They're just old friends." I said. We started discussing Hamlet when the power went out. This seems way too familiar. Then the voice.

"Insolent boy! This slave of fashion basking in your glory! Ignorant fool! This brave young suitor, sharing in my triumph!" It confirmed that this wasn't a dream. Everyone looked around the room trying to find the mysterious voice and everyone wondered who it was talking to.

"Angel! I hear you! Speak - I listen . . . stay by my side, guide me! Angel, my soul was weak forgive me . . . enter at last, Master!" I sang. Everyone turned to look at me.

"Flattering child, you shall know me, see why in shadow I hide! Look at your face in the mirror -I am there inside!" This was bad déjà vu. He was there. He held his hand out to me and I kept walking towards him. "I am your Angel ... Come to me: Angel of Music ..." If I turned around now I would have to explain everything to Edward. But if I grabbed his hand, I was welcoming him back into my life. I looked around the room and the whole class was in shock. "I am your Angel ... Come to me: Angel of Music ..." I grabbed his hand. I just welcomed the Phantom of the Opera back into my life with open arms. Maybe that's why they were here, to warn me.