A/N I feel like writing...last chapter was a bit tragic, don't ya think? I
really never know whats happening when I type, even when the story is my
history! But I can tell you this: Its getting to the good part! Hehehe.
Enjoy! Heaps of Love to my Phantom, my inspiration. smiles
HEARING IS BELIEVING
"A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes... If You Keep on Believing, the Dream that You Wish Will Come True"
Shivering, Kat huddled in her bed. Outside the snow was falling, more snow than Kat had ever seen in her life. Nearly two feet had piled up, and more was on the way. Kat sighed, looking out the window.
New Hampshire was all cold, snow, and ice. Of course, it hadn't helped that Kat had moved in February, but that was all she had seen of her new home so far. And to be honest, she didn't like it.
The only good thing about New Hampshire was, her parents both worked late hours. And there was no school in the area for her to go to, so she remained at home. As a freshman in high school, she was already more advanced than some juniors.
In the long, lonely, cold hours, Kat listened to her Phantom c.d.s more than ever. For Kat's 15th birthday, Kat's friend, Sarah, sent her the book, "The Phantom of the Opera" by Gaston Leurox.
When she finally finished the book, she sat back breathlessly. "Erik." She murmured his name. Smiling, she sighed, "It's perfect."
Each day, Kat spent more time with her phantom. Nearly everything she sang, read, or said, was relevant to Erik.
She began writing poems and stories about him, and she began dreaming about him, as well. She sat up late at night, when her imagination was its best, and as a result of the lack of sleep, her appearance began to fail.
Her long blonde hair, usually glossy and smooth, became dull and unattended. Kat simply wore it in a ponytail, and only took it out when she showered.
Dark rings circled her eyes, and even they seemed less blue and sparkly then they used to.
But Kat noticed none of this, she thought of only one thing: Erik.
Each night, Kat wished on her star. "Let him be real...please be real!"
In her mind, she knew he was just a story.
Her heart told her otherwise. He was real, because she wanted him to be.
}--,---
A few weeks later, Kat was babysitting her little cousin Holly. After watching Cinderella for the fourth time, Holly grabbed the controller and rewinded it again.
Kat groaned. "Oh no! Holly, please, can't we watch something else?"
The dark haired 5 year old shook her head. "I wanna watch it again!" She cried.
Sighing, Kat settled against the couch and closed her eyes. She began daydreaming about the phantom. Just then a song came one. Kat had hear this song several times before, but for the first time, she listened to the words.
"A dream is a wish your heart makes, when you're fast asleep.
In dreams you will lose your heart aches; whatever you wish for, you keep.
Let fate in your dreams and someday, a rainbow will come shining through.
No matter how your heart is grieving, if you keep on believing,
The dream that you wish will come true."
Opening her eyes and sitting up, Kat stared at the screen. "Um, babe...can we rewind that?" Without waiting for an answer, she grabbed the remote and backtracked. Playing the song again, she listened with a strange look on her face. The last two lines especially stuck with her.
Later, Kat wrote the song down and put it up in her closet. Smiling, she brushed her fingers against the magic words. Turning to look in her mirror, she narrowed her eyes and imagined Erik standing there.
"Sing for me, my angel of music!"
A tear trickled down her cheek. She wanted Erik so much, it hurt. He understood her, she knew he did. This wasn't some fairy tale, it was real. Her feelings were real.
HEARING IS BELIEVING
"A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes... If You Keep on Believing, the Dream that You Wish Will Come True"
Shivering, Kat huddled in her bed. Outside the snow was falling, more snow than Kat had ever seen in her life. Nearly two feet had piled up, and more was on the way. Kat sighed, looking out the window.
New Hampshire was all cold, snow, and ice. Of course, it hadn't helped that Kat had moved in February, but that was all she had seen of her new home so far. And to be honest, she didn't like it.
The only good thing about New Hampshire was, her parents both worked late hours. And there was no school in the area for her to go to, so she remained at home. As a freshman in high school, she was already more advanced than some juniors.
In the long, lonely, cold hours, Kat listened to her Phantom c.d.s more than ever. For Kat's 15th birthday, Kat's friend, Sarah, sent her the book, "The Phantom of the Opera" by Gaston Leurox.
When she finally finished the book, she sat back breathlessly. "Erik." She murmured his name. Smiling, she sighed, "It's perfect."
Each day, Kat spent more time with her phantom. Nearly everything she sang, read, or said, was relevant to Erik.
She began writing poems and stories about him, and she began dreaming about him, as well. She sat up late at night, when her imagination was its best, and as a result of the lack of sleep, her appearance began to fail.
Her long blonde hair, usually glossy and smooth, became dull and unattended. Kat simply wore it in a ponytail, and only took it out when she showered.
Dark rings circled her eyes, and even they seemed less blue and sparkly then they used to.
But Kat noticed none of this, she thought of only one thing: Erik.
Each night, Kat wished on her star. "Let him be real...please be real!"
In her mind, she knew he was just a story.
Her heart told her otherwise. He was real, because she wanted him to be.
}--,---
A few weeks later, Kat was babysitting her little cousin Holly. After watching Cinderella for the fourth time, Holly grabbed the controller and rewinded it again.
Kat groaned. "Oh no! Holly, please, can't we watch something else?"
The dark haired 5 year old shook her head. "I wanna watch it again!" She cried.
Sighing, Kat settled against the couch and closed her eyes. She began daydreaming about the phantom. Just then a song came one. Kat had hear this song several times before, but for the first time, she listened to the words.
"A dream is a wish your heart makes, when you're fast asleep.
In dreams you will lose your heart aches; whatever you wish for, you keep.
Let fate in your dreams and someday, a rainbow will come shining through.
No matter how your heart is grieving, if you keep on believing,
The dream that you wish will come true."
Opening her eyes and sitting up, Kat stared at the screen. "Um, babe...can we rewind that?" Without waiting for an answer, she grabbed the remote and backtracked. Playing the song again, she listened with a strange look on her face. The last two lines especially stuck with her.
Later, Kat wrote the song down and put it up in her closet. Smiling, she brushed her fingers against the magic words. Turning to look in her mirror, she narrowed her eyes and imagined Erik standing there.
"Sing for me, my angel of music!"
A tear trickled down her cheek. She wanted Erik so much, it hurt. He understood her, she knew he did. This wasn't some fairy tale, it was real. Her feelings were real.