If Even A Chance

by CrossBreed777

This piece is currently being edited so it can be better. When a 13 year-old Grace finds a watch that can allow her to time-travel, she knows exactly where she wants to go. The very same Opera house that is haunted by the opera ghost. But not all goes well with their encounters and demands that she leaves. 6 years later she returns to find her old friend, but will she be welcomed?

2. Chapter 2

If Even a Chance

I had to change the age of my character in the summary, it just lets the plot thicken!

Chapter 2: Survival instincts my ass

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"Talking"

/Thinking/

Texting

Grace had been running for an hour and she was more than tired, she cursed her stamina and kept running, if she stopped now she would never be Erik's friend. Her legs felt as if they were going to give out, but before her legs could buckle from underneath the pressure she had run into a wall.

She groaned and let her body slide to the floor before she realized that her hand had rested on one of Erik's switches and the next thing she knew, she was in one of the hallways of the Opera Garnier. For ten minutes she sat there calming down her rapid breathing and rested her legs, having asthma didn't help either.

Meanwhile Erik was surprised that she had made this far, so surprised in fact that he didn't know which way she went. He decided to let her get lost instead of finding her and killing her, but something in the back of his mind told him to find her. Maybe it was the fact that she wanted to be his friend.

/No! She is an idiot/ his thoughts were interrupted when he heard a thud and a groan, he hurried after the source, if she made it to the surface she could tell them who he was, where he was and most importantly what he was.

The wall had turned around before he could reach Grace and cursed under his breath, this was defiantly not his day. He started to hear footsteps coming towards Grace, it was Madame Giry, and he cursed again not so much under his breath, but still concealed.

Madame Giry looked at the girl before her, judging by the look on her face she might have seen the Opera Ghost.

"Vous quels sont faisant ici?" Madame Giry asked. Grace looked up quickly, hearing an unfamiliar voice. She heard the girl mumble something in English about 'not understanding French' and dropping her head again; maybe this was another new ballet dancer who got lost on the way in.

"Are you from England or America?" she asked Grace, she looked up again.

"Oh! I'm from England" Grace replied, she wasn't necessarily from England or from America, she was from Australia.

"Well come on, rehearsal is on in ten minutes" Madame Giry said as she picked Grace up off the floor.

"Wait. What! What do you mean rehearsal?!" Grace asked, if Madame Giry was talking about what she thought she was talking about then Grace was doomed.

"Dance rehearsal of course, you stupid girl" Madame Giry said as she turned to the girl only to see a horrified expression on Grace's face. If there was one thing Grace couldn't do, it was dance.

"But I can't dance! I can't even twirl without falling over!" Grace exclaimed, suddenly clinging to the door frame of the hallway.

"So you're not one of the new ballet rats?" Madame Giry asked

"Does it look like I do ballet" Grace retorted

"Don't be smart with me girl" Madame Giry said as she hit Grace over the back of the head. "By the end of this practice, you will be able to leap and get caught by you're partner, twirl and do a complete summersault in mid air" Grace's horrified look intensified.

Erik had watched the entire scenario and chuckled lightly to him self, this would prove amusing. He followed in the shadows and watched Grace beg Madame Giry to do anything but dance.

He saw how she evaded him in the catacombs; she would make a decent dancer. All his thoughts of getting rid of Grace disappeared and he watched Grace prove him wrong on the stage. She had fallen over so many times that Madame Giry had almost given up her until Grace landed perfectly with the other dancers.

After five hours of straight dancing Madame Giry called a break and Grace happily sat down next to her bag, shoes and jacket. Erik took this opportunity to talk to her, but didn't quite see or know about the headphones in her ears.

"I see you're fitting in quite nicely" Erik whispered to her, Grace didn't even flinch as she hummed a tune. /Is she ignoring me!?/ He went to touch her shoulder and shook it lightly.

"Gah! Oh it's you" she said pulling out a headphone.

"What are those?" he said taking the headphone from Grace's hand.

"Those" she snatched the headphone back "are my headphones" she said bringing out her I-pod which confused Erik even more. "They are connected to this, an I-pod, which plays music" Erik perked up at the word 'music'.

"You enjoy music?" Erik asked

"Yeah, who doesn't?" Grace replied, but then heard Carlotta screeching in the background "Oh, proven wrong once again by Karma" Grace said watching Carlotta squawk for attention.

"Karma?" Erik asked

"It's like 'what goes around comes around', you do something bad and something bad happens to you and vice versa" Grace explained.

"I know what Karma is" Erik said angrily

"Sure you do" Grace said sarcastically, gaining a glare from Erik

"How does it play music" he asked taking the device from her hands.

"Put one of these in" Grace said giving a headphone to Erik; he eyed it cautiously before putting it in his ears to hear a Piano Concerto. She moved her fingers on the surface of the I-pod and the music suddenly changed to something he had never heard before and there was singing.

He pulled the headphone out.

"How did you do that?" Erik asked, he would have to 'borrow' her I-pod.

"By doing this" he watched as she moved her finger over a button that said menu and watched as the screen changed. "I know what you're thinking" Grace said "and you can't have it".

Erik was about to prove her wrong when Madame Giry called the girls back for dancing.

"See ya later" Grace said as she turned off her I-pod and pocketed it before Erik could reach it and ran towards Madame Giry.

Madame Giry watched from a distance and had seen the conversation between the Opera Ghost and Grace. She saw Erik slink away when she called the girls back to practice, when Grace arrived she didn't seem at all afraid of the person she had been talking to. She told the girls to keep practicing and turned to Grace.

"We are going to try something different" Madame Giry said "I want you to think of something that makes you happy… Do you have anything that could help?" Grace thought for a second and then brought out her I-pod. She switched to her favorite track on the 'Wicked' soundtrack and started to twirl when she heard the beginning of Defying Gravity.

Grace closed her eyes and tried to focus on the music in her ears instead of what her feet were doing. For the entire song Grace hadn't tripped or fallen but all that came to an end when she fell over.

"What happened?" Madame Giry growled

"It ran out of battery" Grace replied

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The things that Madame Giry said in French were "What are you doing here"

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