Jess and Nuit, two 21st century girls get zapped back to time, same old same old? NOPE! These two are sisters who are complete opposites except for two things their both crazy and they both adore Erik...

Nuit, the older sister, she is very slender, 5'4, has nice curves and is half hispanic half Egyptian.

She can speak french, english and spanish! Her style is mostly punk, rock, black hair and black eyes. She is 16.

Jess, the younger sister, she is 14 and about 4'11. She is chubbier but has larger curves. She is also hyper. She is preppy and happy.

Hispanic, black hair with many blond streaks and black eyes.

ONly speaks English.

"Come on, Nuit! Youre going to miss the scene," my excited sister, Jess yelled.

"I'm coming, I yelled back, clutching the two steaming cups of mouthwatering

noodles. Put it on pause you...you...Spork!

Ah, a normal argument in the fan girls house while watching their number one

favorite movie, Phantom of the Opera (followed closely by Pirates of the

Caribbean).

Anyway, my sister and I were watching Phantom of the Opera on a lazy Saturday,

eating our way through Maruchan noodles.

"OMFG!" a scream ran through the air, "Nuit, hurry up! This is where he starts

to sing!" she sighed.

I quickened my pace and jumped on the couch behind her, watching the lights in

the opera slowly blowing out.

"Oh yeah, here are your noodles..."

"Muah ha ha ha ha ha!" she replied, "Mine, my own, my precious...OH ERIK! YAY!"

'Insolent boy, this slave of fashion basking in your glory. Ignorant fool, this

brave young suitor sharing in my triumph!'

"Dont you love it when he sounds all controlling?" Jess swooned.

I cracked a small smile, "Hey Jess, think of how he must be in bed then..." I

grinned and Jess was rolling around laughing.

"Wouldn't you like to find out?" another voice said from behind us. We both

whirled quickly around to see...

LOUIS!" we both yelled, glomping him.

Louis was one of my best friends and he also loved Phantom of the Opera. His

name was French, so it was pronounced loo-e. hehe.

"Um...kinda claustrophobic here ..."

"Oops! Sorry."

We both grinned and turned back around to watch Christine's dead fish look.

"You know, I wonder if her eyes dry out when she looks like that." Jess said

"Well between staring like that and the amount of hairspray in her hair, I would

guess their dried out. Thus the look." I said triumphantly

'He's there the Phantom of the Opera...A. Louis winced

"Okay, maybe she does go a bit too high."

We were all silent for the next scenes, except for some small slurps and chewing

and occasionally "Holy cumbuckets he's hot" and a "My preciouss".

Many tissues and "Die Christines later, we were all humming Masquerade! Paper

faces on parade. Hide your face so the world will never find you'

"Sniff" Jess wimpered, "Nuit, that was so sad!"

"I know," I replied, Holy Sh! Its nine o'clock already!

Louis looked up, "OMFG it is! I have to go."

"Bye Louis!" we both crowed while hugging each other, still upset about Phantom

of the Opera.

"Hey Jess, watch it again?" I asked.

"Of course! she replied and soon Erik's soft crooning filled the room once more.