Hello people! I'm sorry for being so slow!

Eleniel of the Stars: You want Erik? Okay, but just for awhile….I only need him in my other story…

Erik: You're lending me out?

Yes I am….have fun!

Erikphan24601: I'm updating! Thanks for reviewing! I like how she faints too. Heehee

LittleDaae323: I love your story! Of course I will continue to read it! Oh an Erik kiss:steals Erik from Eleniel of the stars (just for a sec): Here you go! But give him back! And, the name Cicely has always been a favorite of mine!

Phantom's Angel: I'm glad I persuaded you…Mwahahahaha…

Here we go!

When Cicely woke up she wasn't backstage anymore. She was in her room with a worried Delia by her bedside.

"Oh God, I fainted again, huh?" Cicely asked sitting up, much to Delia's delight.

"Again?" Delia comment, "Well anyway, yes you fainted. Were you scared, because I thought the idea of a Phantom Heir is pretty..."

Delia didn't get to finish, Cicely grabbed her friend's arm rather tight at the mention of the Phantom's Heir.

"Cicely?"

"Look, we both need to sleep for tomorrow…" she pointed at the clock that read midnight. "We have classes…"

"Okay, but if you need anything, don't hesitate to ask."

Cicely nodded and rolled over as though to go to sleep. After it was confirmed that her room mate was asleep she got up as quietly as possible. She opened the door without looking behind and headed off to the backstage area where she fainted hours ago.

She was shaking, and she didn't know if it was because of fear or hunger. She hadn't eaten anything all day. She walked fast and quietly up the stairs to the stage. Looking around she seemed to be alone. Walking slower this time, she headed back stage. Once she reached the area that her and her friends inhabited for ghost stories she stopped and looked at the curtain. She looked at the curtain with an 'expecting' look. She was more waiting for something than looking, really.

"Come on, I know you were here!" she said keeping her voice low, but loud enough for a 'phantom' to hear.

There was nothing but silence.

"Stop hiding! You don't scare me!"

At once the threatening shadow showed itself again, but this time: Cicely followed it.

She ran behind the curtain following the shadow through every obstacle that could be imagined back stage. They reached the lighting area and the shadow stopped. Cicely stopped behind it. She wasn't sure if it knew it was being followed, but if it didn't it did now. It turned slightly and, if shadows can smile, it seemed to smirk. Then continued on its way, climbing up one of the curtain ropes.

"No fair…" Cicely mumbled. She gulped looking at her next obstacle. Grabbing hold of the rope she continued to follow the shadow. She groaned with annoyance. It had to be way ahead of her by now. She was taking forever on the rope.

Her suspicions were wrong, she found out as she got to the top. The shadow was standing at the top as if it were waiting for her. Cicely's eyes got used to the dark and also came to find that this shadow wasn't a shadow at all. It was simply a man covered in a large cloak like thing.

"Nice try Eddy, but you aren't fooling anyone…" Cicely said smiling.

The figure laughed at the comment and at once threw off the cloak, revealing himself.

"You aren't Eddy…" Cicely said in a kind of trance.

"No, I'm not…" the voice said in a dreamy sort of way.

Cicely looked closer, slowly coming toward the man, who didn't budge. He only smirked under his…

"Mask…" Cicely whispered.

"Yes my darling…"

"You're the Opera Ghost?" Cicely stammered.

"Do you believe everything a crazy old stage hand tells you?" the man said, almost coldly.

Cicely shook her head. She had been moving toward the man and was now inches from his face.

"The only thing that's important is that I love you. You must never forget that Cicely…"

"No, no of course not…" Cicely said, smirking also.

"Good"

And with that the man took Cicely in a loving embrace, and before she knew it he was kissing her. Cicely had never been kissed before, but this had to be the most amazing one she'd ever experience. She was sure of that. Before the kiss was ended….

She woke up.

Cicely sat up in bed, realizing that all that magic may have been a dream. She gritted her teeth and forgot that it was in the middle of the night:

"Damn it!"

Hey sorry about the short chapter! I hope you liked. And notice that I put 'all that magic MAY HAVE BEEN a dream'

Key words: May. Have. Been.

Catch my drift?

Review please!