Another boring chapter from Christine's POV. I'm really bored, so I'll just bore all my readers. I don't own Raoul, thank god, and I sadly don't own Erik. Oh, yeah, I don't own any other characters, either.

Those weeks flew by quickly, and the next think I knew, it was two days before our wedding. Nadir was arriving Saturday night, and Meg and Madame Giry were arriving Saturday morning. I will admit, I was very nervous. I was extremely paranoid that Raoul would come and ruin our day. I also began to miss my beloved father more and more. I wished that he was still alive to see me on my wedding, but I also knew that if he hadn't passed away, I never would have met Erik.

Erik and I had made the decision to write our own vows to each other. I was terribly worried because I was not very good with words, so I feared that I would sound like a young child. I wrote and revised and rewrote my vows many times until I came up with the perfect words.

Dinner Friday night was silent. Erik picked at his food, like usual, and I devoured everything, like usual.

"So...tomorrow we aren't going to be able to see each other, you said?

I nodded unhappily.

"It's a tradition of some sorts...I guess if we see each other before the ceremony, something truely horrible will happen, and I don't want to risk ANYTHING. Ugh...I'm going to miss you...I'm going to have to go a day without your touch..."

I sat and pouted until Erik came over and kissed me.

"Christine, you know what comes on the night of the wedding."

He gave me a very seductive smile and I turned about ten shades of red and began to laugh.

"Erik! That is NOT how a gentleman speaks. You are embarrassing me!"

I got up and took Erik's hands and led him out of the room and whispered to him in my most seductive voice, "Maybe we can geta start right now...?"

I jumped into his arms and wrapped my arms around his neck and legs around his waist and removed his mask, then began to kiss him very passionately. He backed into a wall, but then started for the stairs.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. We abruptly stopped and looked at each other.

"Should I go get it or should we continue?"

I bit my lip, but then told Erik to get the door. He quickly grabbed his mask and put it on, and, like always, checked to see who was at the door.

"It's Meg and Madam Giry. They are early."

I quickly tried to straighten myself up. My lipstick was smudged and my dress was slightly disheveled. I was also aware of the fact that my hair was mussed up. I then realized how fortunate we were that Meg and Madam Giry arrived early: it prevented us from doing something that we would regret doing before marriage.

Erik composed himself and opened the door and greeted the Girys, when I realized that he had some of mylipstick on his face.

"It's a pleasure to see you, as always. We weren't expecting you until tomorrow morning."

Madame Giry looked at him, then at me standing by the stairs, blushing profusely, using the back of my hand totryto hide my smile. Meg was standing behind her trying unsuccessfully to subdue her girlish giggles.

"Yes, we decided to come earlier since we haven't seen you a few weeks. But I can see that we have...interrupted..."

Erik looked at me giggling, and I walked over and began to wipe the lipstick off of his face. He began to stutter.

"Oh...um...this...it's...uh...nothing...just...um...uh...yeah...nothing..."

It was the first time I had ever seen him at a loss for words. He turned pure red and cleared his throat.

"I'll um...go get your things...and bring them to your rooms..."

He quickly ducked out, leaving me. Madame Giry was giving me a quizzical look.

"What? It was nothing...nothing happened! I can assure you that nothing happened!"

She looked at me and smiled.

"But, my dear, if we hadn't arrived? Would it still be nothing?"

I put my head down in embarrassment. Meg kept on laughing.

"I'll um...show you where you will be staying, then we can do whatever you would like to do."

Meg finally stopped laughing for a moment.

"I want to see the library again! Oh Maman, you should see it! There are so many books! It's so beautiful!"

I led them upstairs and showed them their rooms. Just as we were leaving, Erik came up with their things. I passed by him and glanced back, blushing.I was embarrassed because I had been so agressive before. I wondered if we would've stopped if we weren't interupted.

"Christine...Christine...CHRISTINE? Are you listening?"

I looked up and saw Meg waiting for my response.

"Umm..what did you say?"

"Mon dieu, Christine, your head is certainly in the clouds today-"

She was cut off quicky by her mother.

"Now Meg, you must understand, Christine has a lot on her mind, with the wedding so close. You must be understanding."

Meg sighed and rolled her eyes, which suprised me. Meg was never rude with her mother.

"I know, Maman. But as I was saying, what is your favorite book, Christine?"

I pondered that thought for a moment.

"Honestly, Meg. I can not choose a favorite. I love them all."

This was a lie. The truth was that I had not paid attention to the words of the books when Erik read to me, I just focused on his voice.

When we reached the library, Meg was like an excited child.

"Oh, Maman, wait until you see it! It's beautiful!"

I opened the doors and Meg squealed, while Madame Giry gasped.

"Christine...there must be hundreds of books in here. Mon dieu...I have never seen this many books in entire life."

I smiled while they looked around, pulling books off the shelves and looking at them. This was how I was during my first time in here. It truely was beautiful and an amazing collection of books.

All of a sudden, I felt arms around my waist andI jumped. I turned around to see Erik.

"Well...that was slightly embarrassing before, now wasn't it?"

I giggled and nodded.

"I was so embarrassed. I couldn't stop blushing! And you with the lipstick smeared on you! I didn't realize until after you answered the door, or else I would've cleaned it off. I'm sure I was a sight to be seen, though. I guess that we just got lost in the heat of the moment."

I brushed a piece of loose hair out of Erik's face and kissed him gently, much more gentle than before. I rested my head on his chest and breathed in his smell.

"Oh, I can't wait until Sunday, Erik...I can't wait."

Hehe...things got a little...passionate there...that was fun. R&R, give honest input. Sorry, no Raoul in this chapter, but probably within the next few chapters.