This is Meg's POV. I didn't really know what else to write about.
She was the Opera's Prima Donna,
And I just a little ballerina.
She got a room, all dusted and clean,
I shared a dorm with another 3.
She got her Vicomte on a tall white steed,
And all the money she'll ever need.
I had my mother and my friends,
I guess that's all I'll need in the end.
I wonder where she's off to now?
Singing in London? Rome? Moscow?
Maybe in even in America? I don't really know,
I just hope she's happy, wherever she chose to go.
I wonder if she would remember me?
I know ill never forget, my best friend, Christine.
