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.