Disclaimer: I don't own the Phantom of the Opera or any of its songs, script, etc.
A/N: This story's lead character is based on a real person, though for the purposes of the story his personality is highly exaggerated and distorted.
Showstopper
Ch. 1 – Spring Musical
"We've posted the cast list, so go…"
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Go check it after school.
I yawned and tipped my chair back. It was always the same with these musicals. Sure, they were fun, but I never saw a reason to physically look at any cast list. I was always on it, usually towards the top, and my friends would all be congratulating me before the day was through.
"… luck to everyone, you all did great!"
That was the other thing: student directors. Always optimistic. I had a girlfriend last year who cried because she didn't get a part, and I was in one of the higher-up roles. Needless to say, she was dumped the next day. I can't stand people who want attention all for themselves when they aren't the star of the show.
Sure enough, as we were leaving the auditorium, a girl ran up to me.
"Congratulations, Andrew!"
I gave her a warm smile in return. Girls love it; why shouldn't they? If you're in that situation, you never act stupid and ask, "What part did I get?" No, you lay low until you can find out by listening…
So this girl (whom I'd never seen before in my life) darted around me and grabbed her friend. I dawdled, pretending to fix my hat and adjust my books, and heard her say in a loud whisper, "He's the Phantom!"
Her friend gasped in awe (gotta love freshmen), so I turned and flashed them another smile before heading to my English class.
So… Phantom. The star. Once again, nothing I couldn't handle. Last year I was Jesus when we did Godspell. Good times. This was going to be so much easier because I already knew all the songs. The script might be a little tough, but I doubted it: 98 of all my lines were sung.
I slid into my desk as a few guys bumped fists, congratulating me. As the afternoon wore on, I moved into gracious mode: "Thanks a lot!" whenever someone mentioned my role in the musical. That's the other thing about being a star: you have to thank people, otherwise they start to get bad vibes and nobody comes to see the show.
Alyson, one of the student directors, caught up to me as the bell rang at the end of 8th period.
"Andrew, I forgot to tell you!"
I rolled my eyes and glanced out the window, hinting that I was in a hurry.
She looked especially apologetic, so I turned on the charm and decided my Jeep could wait.
"It's okay. What's up?"
"Well, since we're giving Phantom a try this year, Mr. Marshall wanted me to let you all know that he's inviting one of the big news reporters in tomorrow to discuss it with us."
I grinned. This much publicity, this early in the game? Awesome.
"Great. I'll see you tomorrow, then."
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A/N: Hey, I hope you like it! R&R!
Phantomfreak07