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I sighed as the last rehearsal ended, knowing what was going to come. Truly, I was honored that someone someone wanted me to play for them, it's just that not only have I not played in a couple of years, but that I am definitely not a fan of being under the spotlight. When I was in 9th grade, I joined a piano class in my school, just for fun. By then I have already learned a lot from my Mom, so I knew a couple of things. I thought that the class would make me a better piano player than I already was. Boy was I wrong. The teacher made us play songs that were way to fast for me, and it put a lot of pressure of my shoulders. So I dropped the class, and stuck to playing for fun, and not for a grade.

I looked around as I made my way down to the stage, looking around for the managers.

"Mademoiselle Moore!" I heard someone shout from behind me. I turned around and tried my best to smile as Monsieur Andre and Monsieur Firmin were walking towards me.

"There you are! Good thing we caught you now, eh? Our office is a way off. It saves us some time," Andre said, grinning from ear to ear, like usual.

"Agreed," I said, "Honestly, I have no idea where your office is anyway."

"Andre has told me that you are quite the excellent piano player," said Firmin.

"Oh, she is," boasted Andre, "Absolutely marvelous! She is going to play us a little song. Right?"

I smiled and nodded, "I am."

"Great! Over there," Andre pointed, down into the pit, "is a piano. Is that alright with you?"

"I will be fine," I said and walked off the stage, and into the pit. I noticed the piano right away and sat down on the bench. It was a black piano, it's keys warn and discolored. I placed my hands of the keys and started to play Anacora by Ludovico Einaudi (You can find the song on youtube. It is very beautiful, and I recommend that you listen to it). I closed my eyes as I, again, got lost into the music. As I played, I imagined myself in another place. I was in a field, the bees buzzing by and the sounds of the birds filled my ears, along with the music. But then everything changed. One moment, I was in a field, the next I was in a white room. I looked around and noticed that this was no regular room. It was a hospital room. The smell of disinfectant filled my lungs and the faint sound of a monitor to my right. and I looked down at the bed in front of me. Sitting next to the bed was a chair, and sitting in it was Emily.

My eyes widened and I took a step back, unable to register what I was just seeing. It was Emily! She was here! Tears welled in my eyes and I reached out to touch her, but instead of contact, my hand went through her arm. I quickly retracted my arm and hesitantly stepped closer.

"E-Emily?" I whispered, looking at her more closely. She wasn't looking at me, but at someone else. A look of sorrow was on her face, and a few stray tears fell from her eyes.

"Please get wake up," she said, a few more tears falling down her face, "I need you here again."

I turned to the person she was talking to, and stepped around the bed to get a closer look. I froze at who I saw.

It was me.

I opened my eyes as the song ended, my fingers stopping as I stared off into space with wide eyes.

'What was that?' I thought. I jumped as I was startled out of my daze.

"Brava!" shouted Andre as he clapped. I smiled slightly and stood up, walking back onto the stage.

"Mademoiselle, that was beautiful!" said Firmin as I stopped in front of them.

"Thank you," I said and curtsied.

"Maybe someday we can hear you play again?" asked Andre.

"Maybe," I said, "But for now, I must return to my dorm. Good day, gentlemen."

"Good day mademoiselle."

XxX

I sighed as I entered my room, closing the door behind me. I couldn't stop thinking about the hospital room.

'Was it real?' I thought, 'Or just my imagination?' I shook my head and turned around, ready for a good night sleep. But instead of an empty bed, there was someone on it. With a gasp, I brought a hand to my chest, trying my best to calm by pounding heart.

"What are you doing here?" I asked the Phantom, "You need to stop breaking into my room!"

"You didn't tell me that you could play the piano," he said, standing up.

"You never asked. Wait, were you watching me play?"

"Yes, and may I say that you are an excellent player. I have never, in all my years, have heard anyone play with so much emotion."

"Thank you, but what are you doing here?"

He looked away and mumbled something that i couldn't hear.

"I can't hear you," I said, "To answer someones question, you need to use words."

He huffed and looked back at me, "I wanted to know if you would play a song for me."

I was stunned. The Phantom of the Opera, the man of music wanted me to play a song for him?

"I understand in you don't want to. It's been a really busy day for you and-"

"I'm be glad to," I said, cutting him off.

"Really?"

"I'd be honored."

He smiled and held out his hand to me, "Then let's go."

There you go guys! There's chapter 11! I hope you all liked it and please tell me what you think!

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