Accidentally in Love...It isn't Phantom, but its Beauty and the Beast! Lol. It has some twists(not really great ones, but whatever)

Chapter 1: That Strange Girl

By PittsBurghFuzz

In a small town somewhere in New Jersey, a high school was about to start its session. A girl, no more than 17, was putting some books in her locker. She was a sight to behold. She didn't try to attract other men like most girls her age do, but kept to herself for the most part. Yet, something made the boys want her. She had luscious, brown hair, with the same color eyes. The beauty wore worn out jeans, and a blue tee shirt. She always had her nose in a book, and always seemed to be reading at the library. Her name was Belle. A group of boys tried to go after her.

"Hey Belle, I was wondering if..." one said, but didn't finish because Belle slammed her locker and read her book.

Another boy walked up to her with chocolates.

"Say Belle, wanna..." Belle bumped the boy aside, causing many people to fall.

As Belle walked to her homeroom, another boy tried to ask Belle for a date.

"Say Belle, you and me, at the pizza parlor tonight, what do ya say?" he asked.

Belle continued reading.

The boy that asked Belle to be his girlfriend, was a jock, by the name of Gaston(no not Gaston Leroux, author of "The Phantom of the Opera"). Gaston had brown eyes, black hair, and flawless skin. His voice was slightly irritating to Belle. He was the captain of the football, baseball, basketball, and track team. He was physically attractive and all the girls wanted to date him, with the obvious exception of Belle. He asked Belle repeated times everyday, and still her answer was either "No", or she just didn't give a response. All of the girls in the school wept because of Gaston's constant pestering of Belle, and not them.

"Come on Belle, you know you want to." Gaston continued.

Belle closed her book and got up from her desk to speak with Gaston.

"Look, I'm trying to read my book, but the only thing preventing me is idiots like you who keep insisting on asking me a question you all already know the answer to, no. Now, let me read "Phantom", I'm at the part when Erik is about to curse off the daroga, which is what I should be doing to you now."

Gaston raised his eye brows and shook his head.

Another boy entered the room. Well, more like an animal. His name was Adam. He was 6'2, and muscularly stronger than Gaston. He had dark curly hair, with long side burns, and a sad face. Many students though that Adam was a serial killer, but those who truly knew him, were aware of his gentleness. Nobody messed with him, in fear that they would be crushed. There was a story about Adam where he was playing soccer, and was about to kick the ball really hard, but it moved slightly to the side, so he kicked another kid's foot instead. The next day, he had a cast on. Adam typically twiddled with his thumbs, or read books. He also had a vast knowledge of really old films, that nobody really cared about.

"Hey look, its a serial killer!" one young man remarked.

Adam's heavy eyebrows lowered and glared at the boy.

"Got a date for prom, Adam? Of course not, maybe you and Belle should go both of you could talk about, well nothing."

Adam walked towards the boy before he knew it. Adam was like a cat, he was in one place, before he almost magically disappeared into another.

Adam then lifted the boy by the throat.

"Now look John, I don't bother, and neither does she, so why must you always pick on her?" Adam said.

Adam was also known for having a deep voice. It was like God, he didn't speak much, but all would listen at the deepness of his commanding voice.

"Well?" he asked impatiently.

"I-I-I'm sorry, I'll stop." Adam dropped him. The behemoth went to his seat.

Belle chuckled. This made Adam smile.

After school, Belle went to the school library, like she usually did, and read her book. She went to the romance section to select another book, but the entire shelf, along with the cabinet, fell on her, knocking her unconscious.

France-18th Century

Belle woke up with her father by her bedside.

"Father, where am I?" Belle asked him.

"You're home Belle." her father replied. "Are you feeling alright? That piece of metal must have knocked you out."

"What? Didn't a book shelf fall on-"

Belle then realized. She was in 18th century France. She looked around, and definitely knew that she was not in her room, otherwise, her B & N nook would be by her bedside.

"Never mind. Anyway, what are you doing?" Belle asked, trying to break the conversation.

"Oh, this is my, uh, uh-"

"You mean you spent all this time and you don't know what it does?" she said, scratching her head.

"I will get back to you on that one. Anyway, are you going to the library today?" he asked Belle.

"Uh, yeah, I am." she replied, confused.

"Good, well enjoy yourself, and get back by supper."

Belle's father left the room, closing the door behind him. Belle looked around her small room, to become familiar with her surroundings. Belle was not wearing her jeans, but instead wearing a worn out blue dress. Belle found a few francs by her bed, and took them. As her purse, she used a basket, which also carried an apple. As Belle exited her home, she was amazed at the sight which she beheld. It was an open field, with animals grazing, and the sun close to setting. It was like a romantic ending. She shook her head and decided to go to town. When she entered the town, everyone was looking at her strangely. Great, just like how it is at home, she said to herself. She walked into the library, and noticed something odd.

"Good evening Belle, can I help you?" he asked.

It was the school librarian, Mr. Cherrywood!

"Good evening, um, no not right now, thank you." she replied.

Belle looked around the room. There were few shelves, but they all contained romance. It was a small collection, but it would have to do for the time being.

"I'll take, this one." Belle said as she picked out a book. "The Love Story".

Mr. Cherrywood lowered his glasses and laughed.

"Belle, you've read this one so many times, you can have it." he told Belle.

"Really? Thank you Mr. Cherrywood!"

Belle was skipping when she left the library.

Everything seemed it was going to be okay, until...