A/N: Hey! This is my first Phantom of the Opera fan fiction, so don't hate it. I don't own Phantom of the Opera or the songs. Just Aaron, Alex, Heather, James, Hank, Clara, Chase, and Kyle.

Summary: The Opera Popular has been rebuilt. And is now haunted again, but by a new Phantom of the Opera. The daughter of Christine and Raoul is a singer at the Opera Popular. Will history repeat itself with Alexandera and this new Phantom of the Opera, or will the Phantom find love at last?

Chapter 1: Think of Me

Alex Daae and Heather Giry ran down the steps, late for the dress rehearsal of the opera that they were doing.

"Alex, Heather, thank you for joining us this morning dears," Megan Giry, the ballet instructor, said to them as they giggled.

"Sorry mom. We were people watching from the dormitories," Heather apologized as she and Alex stretched.

"Yes, well. People watch later dears." Meg shook her head as she saw herself and Christine Daae, Alex's mother, in her daughter and friend. Alex smiled as she stretched her legs good. Heather cringed as she heard Clara, the prima donna, sing a high note.

"God, she is just like her mother," Meg said as Alex covered an ear. Heather suddenly saw the backdrop fall down and screamed.

"Get this off me!" Clara shouted as the managers and maestro ran up on the stage to get the back drop off of her.

"Hank, get off your ass. Why did you drop this?" André demanded as the stage hand appeared above.

"Please sir, I was not at my post. I had to fix a pulley system. And there wasn't any one here when I got here," Hank called down as Meg appeared with a note in her hand.

"I have a note from the Opera Ghost, monsieur's." Meg handed the note to Firman and he opened it.

"'Monsieur's, I am tired of hearing that cow you call a star sing in my Opera house. Change the star, Or there will be more accidents to happen.'" Firman read the note as Clara cried to La Collata.

"Well, I will not be singing!" Clara screamed as Collata nodded her head in agreement.

"Well André, looks like we will be having to refund a full house," Firman said as he looked over at his partner.

"Alex could sing it." Meg came up to the men as she pulled Alex along with her. "She has been taking lessons, just like Christine."

"From who?" André questioned as Alex looked at him.

"I don't know his name." Alex watched the managers reactions as the maestro went back to the pit.

"Just let her sing. From the beginning Ally," the maestro called to her, using a nickname that he called her ever since she was a small child.

"Think of me

Think of me fondly,

When we've said good-bye,

Remember me, once in a while

Please promise me you'll try." Alex sang as her mother did, years before her. Everyone in the theater came towards the stage to hear the young Daae girl sing.

"When you find, that once again you long

To take your heart back and be free

If you ever find a moment,

Spare a thought for me." Alex stepped forward as she sang, towards the crowd of people who were in the theater since she started singing. Ignoring the whispers, Alex continued the song.

"We never said our love was evergreen

Or as unchanging as the sea,

But if you can still remember

Stop and think of me.

Think of all the things

We shared and seen

Don't think about the way things

Might have been,

Think of me, think of me waking,

Silent and resigned.

Imagine me, trying too hard

To put you from my mind.

Recall those days

Look back on all those times,

Think of the things we'll never do,

There will never be a day,

When I won't think of you . . ." Alex sang out as people clapped. It was now night, and Alex was singing in Clara's place. People were whispering about how much better she was.

"Flowers fade,

The fruits of summer fade

The have their seasons, so do we

But please promise me, that sometimes

You will think of me!" Alex let her voice ring out as she glanced up at the ceiling and saw a figure move. The audience stood up clapping as Alex dipped down to thank them. Once the Opera was done, Alex let Meg lead her to Christine's old dressing room.

"You did very well, my dear. He is pleased with you," Meg told her as she handed her a red rose with a black ribbon tied to the stem.

"Who is he?" Alex asked, like usual. Meg just shook her head and headed to the door. There was a knock on the door as Meg neared it.

"Alex, Meg? It's me, James. Chase is here too." James' voice sounded on the other side of the door.

"Come in," Alex called as she rolled her eyes at the fact that Chase was there.

"Ally, you sang like an angel tonight." James pulled his twin sister into a hug.

"Thank you, James. Chase, how are you?" Alex inquired, remembering that he was there as well.

"I'm doing well, Alex. Thank you." Chase nodded his head to her as he answered. "Come, I shall take you two to dinner."

"No, I can't." Alex watched as Chase glared at her. "I have a lesson tonight."

"You just got done doing an opera. Why would you have a lesson tonight?" Chase demanded as he continued to glare at Alex. Alex constantly turned him down when he wanted to court her.

"To go over my singing from tonight. I know that my teacher was here tonight. Also, to make sure that I take care of my voice." Alex glanced at James for some help as Chase continued to glare at her.

"Chase, she's right. Her teacher is very strict. He got mad at me once, because I came looking for her, forgetting that she had a lesson, and startled her while she was singing." James stepped in for his twin as she nodded her head in agreement.

"Fine, but I shall be back with food for us to dine," Chase stated as Alex sighed. There was no way to stop Chase.

"Fine," Alex replied as she watched Chase disappear. Once he did, Alex sighed in relief and turned to her brother. "Thanks, James. I didn't think that he would take no for an answer."

"Your welcome, Ally, I shall see you later." James left, closing the door behind him, leaving Alex alone.

A/N: So that's the first chapter. What do you think? Should I continue it? Or should I not? Read and Review please. 'Til then.