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Chapter Four

Carlisle's POV continued…

Parking my car in the high school lot, I made my way up the front steps. I questioned my sanity with every step I took. The only reason I was there was because Alice had some how convinced me to come. Even Rosalie was excited about my coming as well, which was very unusual for her.

I think I was just happy to be out of the hospital and doing something different. They were all right last night, when they said I needed something to distract myself from that new nurse. Maybe I should view these actions of mine as something to regain my sanity rather than loosing it?

I had spent almost all day at the hospital trying to avoid Natasha; I had started to use her name in my head. After hearing Alice's vision from the day before, both of them for that matter, I had tried my best to stay clear of her. I didn't trust myself. This was a new feeling for me, because I was the most controlled person I knew.

But what was it about this one human that was getting in my head and driving me up a wall? I had barely said two sentences to her since yesterday, since today I endeavored to stay out of her way.

Walking down a long deserted hallway, I tried to find the auditorium. It wasn't until the heard the faint strings of music in the distant, did I finally have a clue to where I was going. I followed the music until I reached a set of large wooden doors, one of which was propped open.

It seemed like I was a little early, so I just stood outside the door, leaning against a pair of lockers. I sighed heavily and dropped my head so my chin rested against my chest as I gazed down at the floor. I figured I would wait there until Alice and Rosalie came.

I scrunched my nose up and down slightly when I caught a whiff of an all too familiar fragrance, lavender and vanilla. This smell was accompanied by the soft clicking of high heels against the linoleum.

I groaned inwardly. Why was this girl everywhere I seemed to be?

"Dr. Cullen?" the angel sweet voice asked me as she came closer.

I kept my eyes fixed on the floor, until she was standing next to me. A pair of purple snake-skin heels came into my line of vision. This greatly confused me, she did not seem like the kind of girl to wear shoes like that, besides the height of them alone could have put several pairs of Rosalie's shoes to shame.

I raised my head, taking in the entirety of her appearance from the shoes upward. Her long smooth legs were bare after the end of her tight jean skirt that reached the tops of her knees. Going to look up at her face, I took immediate notice that her shirt only had one long right sleeve that seemed to fit her tiny frame like a second-skin. The result was that her left collarbone, shoulder and arm completely bare. Her hair was done, but pulled back simply. I had just noticed how incredibly long her hair really was.

"Miss Daniels," I managed to choke out, feeling the burn in my throat starting to rise. Sometimes, vampire instincts can become quiet a nuisance.

"What are you doing here?" she asked, as she caught my eye.

I tried to remain as calm, cool and casual as 'humanly' possible, which was not really possible, being as I wasn't human, but I tried nonetheless.

"I am just waiting for my daughters," I said.

"Oh." She paused.

We stood in an awkward silence for several moments. She went to look at her feet, which gave me the opportunity to look her over once more. It was then I noticed something that looked like a green leaf on the top of her left shoulder. This was most curious.

I went to question her about it, when a young man walked out of the auditorium. I turned my head to look at him and I instantly recognized him as the man who had been driving Natasha to and from work.

"Tasha, you are finally here!" he called when he caught sight of her.

She raised her head and smiled, brilliantly.

"I am not late yet, Noah."

I just stood there and watched the exchange. Two conclusions I came to in the brief moment: 1) they were friends, if not best friends and 2) there were no romantic feelings.

"So, are you going to introduce me to your friend?" the man named Noah asked.

Natasha just shook her head. "I'm sorry. Dr. Cullen, this is Noah Miller, high school music teacher though he likes to think himself a director." She poked him playfully in the arm. "And Noah, this is Dr. Cullen; we work in the ER together."

"It is a pleasure to finally meet you, Dr. Cullen," Noah said as he offered me his hand.

I gave his hand a quick shake, so he would not have much time to notice the frigid temperature of my grasp.

"Please call me Carlisle," I said with a smile.

"So, are you here for the auditions?" He casually propped himself up against a locker, looking at Natasha then back at me.

"Noah, really!" Natasha broke out before I had a chance to respond. "I hardly think-"

"Of course," I responded, interrupting her mid-sentence.

She just turned to gawk at me for a moment, before clutching her jaw shut.

"I thought, you said you were waiting for your daughters?" she asked tightly.

"Alice and Rosalie are coming?" Noah burst in happily.

"They are."

And almost on cue, I saw them out of the corner of my eye coming in our direction.

"Excellent! Why don't we go inside then, it seems like everyone else is here. We might as well get started," Noah stated as he come up behind Natasha and led her inside.

He stood exactly behind her, so I could not get a good look at her shoulder, as I still wondered what that leaf was about.

Once they were out of view, Alice and Rosalie were immediately by my side. Alice was grinning from ear to ear, it was as if she knew something I didn't know and 99.999% of the time she did. Rosalie, on the other hand was just shaking her head at me.

"Jeez, Carlisle, you do know how to pick them."

"What was wrong with her?" Alice piped in.

Rosalie just patted me on the shoulder. "I just never thought that five inch heels and tattoos were Carlisle's style. That is more of Emmett's style, minus the tattoos of course," she laughed as she raised her foot to show off her very high shoe.

Tattoos? I turned my head swiftly to the open door and peered inside. I caught of Natasha leaning up against the piano. Sure enough, I caught sight of the colorful design that graced her left shoulder.

Up high on her shoulder blade was red and black hibiscus, which was probably about the size of my palm. On the upper left and lower right were matching small light purple star-shaped flowers, each with a green leaf.

While it was quite large, as stood out against her skin, it seemed to suit her in a way I could not understand.

With that final thought, Alice grabbed hold of my hand, and dragged me into the auditorium.

Natasha's POV

What in the name of all things that were holy, was he doing here? I was almost convinced that he was stalking me or something at this point.

He continued to stare oddly at me today at work, though he had managed to get out a couple of civilized sentences to me. All of which were work related.

I sank down onto a chair in the audience as I half listened to Noah's introduction and then procedures as to the process of the audition. This was not the first audition in which I had to suffer through Noah's unusual methods. Since The Phantom of the Opera had almost no dialogue to speak of, we would skip over that part and spend more time on the singing aspect. So ladies were to go first, then gentlemen, and then we would be paired up to do a duet. Then knowing Noah we would them most likely go through 90% of the music, so that he could really see what voice type fit each role.

I knew this was going to be a long evening. This musical was going to be his baby and the cast was going to have to deal with that.

I sat back and watched all the women auditioning go ahead of me. I knew that Noah was going to save me for last. I made special note to pay attention Alice and Rosalie, Dr. Cullen's daughters.

I was instantly taken aback by both of their appearances. Noah had told me that Carlisle had adopted all his children. So then, there was something eerie in the fact that they both were as pale white as he was and had the same butterscotch colored eyes. Alice was much shorter, probably closer to my height, with a pixie style hair cut that suited her perfectly. Rosalie had to be the most beautiful girl I had ever seen with her long blonde hair.

As for the singing, Alice had a sweet little voice while Rosalie had an almost shrill soprano. When I caught Noah making notes as they had sung, I knew exactly what roles he would give them. Alice would be little Meg Giry and Rosalie would be the prima donna Carlotta.

Then it finally came my time to sing. I stood from my place and went to stand by the piano. The music was already spread out every where. Clearing my throat, I began to sing Think of Me as every one before me had.

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
Then you'll find that once again you long
To take your heart back and be free
If you'll ever find a moment
Spare a thought for me

As my voice soared, I could feel his eyes once more burning into me. I found them out in the crowd. His eyebrows were pushed together as though he were deep in thought.

I could not tear my eyes away from him as I sang and it wasn't until the song was over that I was able to break the spell of his gaze.

Noah was beaming at me the instant I was done. Obviously, I hadn't lost much talent if any according to him. This comforted me greatly as I went back to take my seat.

Once I was done, then the auditions turned to the men, who were to sing Music of the Night, which was the Phantom's signature song.

I closed my eyes trying to drown out the singing. Some were actually pretty good, others were atrocious.

At about the fifth singer, I was almost sick of the butchering of that song. However, things changed with the sixth singer went up on stage.

Since I had my eyes closed, I could not see who it was, but I let the purity of the voice get into my head.

Softly, deftly, music shall caress you ...
Hear it, feel it, secretly possess you ...

Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind,
In this darkness which you know you cannot fight -
The darkness of the music of the night.

Let your mind start a journey through a strange, new world!
Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before!
Let your soul
Take you where you long to be!
Only then can you belong to me ...

There was a clarity and a richness to the voice. It was strong, but eerie at the same time, if that was at all possible. It was everything I had hoped the Phantom would sound like.

I slowly opened my eyes to find out who this voice belonged to and who, with very little doubt in my mind, Noah would give the role of the Phantom to.

A shiver ran down my spine when I was met with the sight of Dr. Cullen standing by the piano as he sang the last line.

Help me make the music of the night

TO BE CONTINUED……

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