A/N: Ok, I have to thank Amandathevampirelove for the idea for this chapter. This one is dedicated to her.

BabyVixen: Here's you chapter :D

CloudxInxCrimson: Tomboys rock! lol She's tomboyish in this chapter too but she's also girly.

AmandatheVampireLove: -sigh- Sisterly love... lol I still havn't done my other one but you know im taking a tiny vacation. Plus im stuck... lol

AllThatJazz9087 & MloveKtoWsing: You two are going to reconise a name in this chapter -laughs hysterically- I got the name from Caitlin and well... Just pretend you don't know who Mr. Horton is lol!

Emily Sighed, She didn't have ballet practice today and her best friend had gone home for the weekend. Emily decided to go find some of the boys and follow them around for a while because they were always finding new ways to get around the Opera House. Emily slipped on her old worn ballet shoes that she just used to run around in and shut the door behind her.

Emily ran down the hall looking for one of the chorus boys or stagehands. Where are they? She thought. Emily had been wandering down a series of different corridors for about 10 minutes when she actually looked around. Emily didn't recognize the hallway she was in. She began to look up and down the hall helplessly. Emily did a double take when she could have sworn she saw somebody looking around the corner near her. She ran as fast as her legs could carry her but was upset to find not even a mouse. It was then that Emily began to worry. She did the only then she could think of and ran.

Emily ran and ran down hallways until she collided into somebody. Emily fell backward, catching herself with one hand but still hitting her head enough on the ground to cause her head to hurt. Emily looked up and saw James. James was chorus boy but he often helped out with ballet. His mother, a chorus woman and his father, a stagehand, both lived here at the Opera House. Emily had secretly had a crush on James. James was 13 only 3 years older than Emily and he was strong and well built, he was Emily's partner in ballet because he could lift her into the air easily.

"Oh Emily! Are you all right?" James cried, helping the blushing girl up onto her feet. She nodded inspecting her wrist where she had scraped it. There was a little blood beginning to drip into her palm but it really wasn't very bad. Emily smiled and sighed. She tried wiping the blood off onto her other hand and no succeeding sighed again. She heard James laugh and she looked up at him. He was about 3 inches taller so she had to look up a little to see his eyes.

"Little Emily always bruised or bumped somewhere. Come on, I'll help you wash your hand off." James said, taking her by the hand and leading down back to the stage where there was a sink. He washed her hand off for her and put a small bandage on.

"Thank you, Maddie would have killed me if I came to her again with another cut." Emily said with a small smile. James laughed and put his arm around her shoulder. Emily closed her eyes and breathed in deeply, James always smelled good.

James laughed again, "What are you trying to smell?" he asked her. Trying to hide her embarrassment she replied, "I was just trying to… uh…" She was cut off my James' hand over her mouth pulling her back into the shadows. He pulled back his hand but signaled for her to stay quiet. She looked at him and saw him staring. She followed gaze and saw a group of older kids coming down the hall, two boys and three girls probably about 15 or 16. They were talking and Emily tried to hear what they were carrying on about.

"I swear I saw him! He was wearing a ghostly white mask and a billowing black cape." The first boy was telling his friends. "He was moving swiftly through the catwalks, probably planning on killing somebody else."

The girls gasped. "But…but…nobody has seen him in over 15 years!" One girl said.

"Do you really think it was the Opera Ghost" asked another.

"I know it was but he had…" And that was all they could hear because the group moved on. Emily turned to James,

"What was that about?" she asked him. He only shrugged.

"I've heard them talk about an Opera Ghost before but I don't know who it is."

"Let's go ask Maddie, I bet she knows!" James nodded and the pair ran off to find the Prima Donna.

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