So before reading this chapter I would reeeeally love it if ALL of you would leave a review telling me what you think about me starting a new story. I wouldn't abandon this story, but instead of updating every weekend it would be every other weekend (and on all of the other weekends I would update the other story.) It's another POTO and I really like the idea that I have. So its up to you guys. I will make my decision based on the number of people who tell me what I should do. Thank you SOOO much for reviewing (if you like getting two chapters a week remember to review and I will make this happen more often the more reviews I get! :D) So enjoy your bonus chapter!

"Very good Mary-Alice. That was much better." He praised. I had just finished the final scale of our lesson for the day and it was a whole half octave higher than my normal range. I had struggled with it the past few days but I finally got it right.

"Well, it is about time for you to return to your chamber." He informed me. I frowned; I didn't want to go back. I had really started to enjoy our lessons; it was an escape from the real world and into one full of music. He laughed at my obvious sadness.

"Don't worry," he assured me. "Tomorrow night we shall continue. In fact, I believe that you are ready to start a song." The news shocked me.

"A song?" I questioned. "As in, not just scales. A real song?" He nodded and I beamed.

"You have improved so much in just the week you have been here. You are ready." He said with a smile.

"Thank you Monsieur!" I said with excitement. "You wont be disappointed!" I said.

"I doubt I will be." He assured. "Now, you must be getting back." I nodded. I followed him down to the boat. I climbed in carefully and he stepped in and began to row.

"So Monsieur, did you hear the news?" I asked as we continued to glide through the water.

"I don't believe so." He said. "What news, my young student?" he asked.

"Christine Daae is coming to the opera house in the beginning of the new month. She is coming to watch the opening of the new performing season with the Vicomte." I informed him. He was silent for a moment.

"Hmm, it is that time already is it?" he said to himself. "Yes," he said to me. "She had been coming for the past five years."

"Have you ever spoken to her?" I questioned. He remained silent, not answering this question. I was curious why he ignored my question but I didn't want to pry. We pulled up to the dock when he finally acknowledged my question.

"A story for another day, my young student." He said simply, not saying anything further. I took it as a signal to end the conversation.

We walked silently through the stone halls and up to the mirror. We looked in to make sure no one was inside before I stepped into the empty room. I turned towards him.

"Monsieur, I am sorry if I said something that upset you, that was certainly not my intention." I assured him. I did not want him to be angry with me. He gave me a soft smile.

"You did nothing wrong. I'm sorry if I gave you the impression that I was upset. I am not, not to worry." He said. I still didn't believe him but I wasn't about to say that.

"Good night, my young student." He said softly as the mirror closed and he disappeared into the darkness behind it.

"Good night Monsieur." I whispered quietly.

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I entered the rehearsal room the next morning, ready to start my first dance lesson of the day. I smoothed out my white skirt before I greeted Madame Giry, who was already standing in the center of the room.

"Good morning Madame." I said as I went to go stand next to her.

"Good morning Mary-Alice." She said.

"Madame, may I ask you a question?" I asked quietly.

"Of course you may. What is it?" she asked.

"It is about my tutor." I said very quietly, not wanting anyone in the halls to overhear. Her face changed but she nodded, motioning me to continue.

"He told me that you two were old friends, so perhaps you know the answer to my question. He wouldn't answer it himself but it has been bothering me all night." I took a breath before I asked. "Why won't he talk about Christine Daae? What does he have against her?" Her expression became hard at the mention of the Prima Dona's name.

"What makes you think that he has something against her?" She asked quietly.

"When I mentioned that she was coming to visit the opera house, he stopped talking. He was silent for a few minutes and when he finally responded, he just said that it wasn't a story he wanted to tell at the moment. So, do you know?" I asked, sincerely hoping for her to answer. She took in a deep breath.

"I really shouldn't even be talking about it." She said after a moment. "But you are his student now and you have a right to know." She closed her eyes and waited a moment before continuing.

"Christine was a student of his. He trained her like he is training you now. She became quite successful because of his tutoring. But he was in love with her. He wanted her to stay with him, to be his. But Christine fell in love with the Vicomte. He was furious but in the end, he let her go. She left him for the Vicomte. He was heartbroken. I didn't see or hear from him for many months after she left? Finally, I heard from him. He sent me a note, saying that he was still there, as many people had presumed him dead after his disappearance. After that he has mostly been silent, I only ever hear from him when he wants something changed in the opera house. That is, until you came." She said. I waited for her to perhaps elaborate a bit, but she didn't.

"Madame, had he talked to Christine any of the times that she had visited?" I asked.

"Yes," she said. "The past three years they have spoken while she was here visiting. The first two years that she came he didn't leave his home during he whole visit, not for anything. But the past years he has talked to her and, as far as I know, it has gone fine." She answered. She sounded almost relieved.

"How long will Christine and the Vicomte stay on their visit?" I asked.

"They are coming on the 15th of March, the opening night of the Opera, and they leave on the 31st." I was a bit drawn back at the answer. I hadn't expected their visit to be so long.

"Now Mary-Alice," Madame Giry said, interrupting my thoughts. "We must begin you practice now." She instructed.

"Yes Madame." I answered obediently as I quickly took my place.

Sorry for this chapter being so short but I didn't have as long to work on it because of it being the second chapter I wrote this week. So please, please PLEASE remember to tell me what to do regarding my new story because I don't want to do something that will upset my amazing readers :D