Disclaimer: Still don't own it…..
The morning rushed by so quickly for Christine and Erik both. Erik was talking to Signore Crawford about the choir and band/orchestra being involved while Christine was doodling Erik+Christine everywhere in her notebook. Meg quickly slapped Christine to get her out of her dream world.
"Christine, Mr. D just asked you to help him with the blowtorch," Meg whispered.
"Oh,"
Christine walked up to the front of the room.
"Now, since none of you were able to successfully guess what I am going to do…I will just have to show you. Now Christine, would you stand right over there?" he pointed to the opposite end of the room.
"Okay,"
"Now class, as you can see, in one hand I am holding a blowtorch, but, what am I holding in the other?" he pulled his hand out from behind his back.
"A pineapple?" Raoul said. Mr. D let out a mad cackle and took the blowtorch straight at it.
"Erik, I don't know what to say…" Signore Crawford said while rubbing his temples.
"Is it not good enough? If that's the case I can re-write it,"
"No, no, it's not that,"
"Well, what is it then?"
Signore Crawford leaned on his desk, "This is amazing Erik! I'm going to have to get my best students to perform this… Will you record a bit of each song on the keyboard for me so I can show the students how it should sound?"
"…o-okay," Erik stuttered as he went over to the keyboard. He pushed the record button and played a bit of the piece "Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again".
"Wonderful Erik!" the bell rang, "Oh damn, off to Ms. Giry's class with you!"
Erik gathered all of his music and ran down to the basement. He barely made it in time.
"Look who decided to show up," came a snotty voice. It was Carlotta, "Its Corpse Boy!"
"CARLOTTA! THAT IS ENOUGH!" Ms. Giry's shrill voice said as she walked out onto the stage, dragging an electric piano behind her, "Christine, would you go backstage and grab the piano bench while I tell the class what I have decided on for the semester performance,"
"What is it?" Raoul asked.
Ms. Giry motioned for Erik to come up on stage, "We shall be performing an opera that our very own Erik wrote," the entire class was silent, "Well, I have made copies of the scripts and will be passing out your roles. I assigned them according to who I see fit to play the parts," Christine finally came out with the bench, "Oh, Christine, could you call Meg down from her study hall?"
She nodded as she ran to Ms. Giry's office.
"Why do I have the point of the Diva?" Carlotta asked.
"Because you…erm…" she turned to Erik and whispered, "help,"
"Because you have the perfect voice to hit all of those high notes with!" Erik said, covering for Ms. Giry.
"Oh, well, I have been taking voice lessons for half of my life," she said as she flicked her hair.
Christine came out of the office and was given a script by Erik.
"Now class, I will give you a few moments to look over part of your script as Erik gets used to the piano for the accompaniment,"
Erik sat down at the piano and played with the different sounds. Finally he found the one he was looking for, the organ. He started to slowly play out the notes, but then sped up to full speed. That haunting tune of the phantom sent a chill up and down everyone's spine. After a few moments he gave the signal to Ms. Giry that he was ready for them to start on Act 1 of the opera. Meg came rushing in just as they were about to start.
Sorry it took me so long to update everyone! I've been sick with this virus and I couldn't move from the couch. FEVER'S SUCK! cries But, since this chapter is short, you now know why!
I am going to review to all of the reviewers at once now: (let's see how well this goes, it'll be back to normal next chapter)
To All: THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR STAYING WITH THIS STORY! I hope, even after this really short and not so wonderful chapter, you will stay with it. THE SICKNESS SUCKS!
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