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I woke up to see Jolie's face smiling back at me. She was wearing a red tutu and tights. Her blond hair was wrapped in a tight bun on the top of her head.

"Oh no I must be late for rehearsal," I thought.

I sat up immediately and began to fling the covers over in panic.

"Jolie am I late?" I asked trying to fling my legs over the side of the bed.

"No no," she began, and laid a hand on my shoulder to slow me "I just came to see how you were doing. You ran after the performance like the devil was chasing you. Are you all right?"

I grabbed my head and tried to forget the headache that formed from few hours of sleep. Erik had stayed with me for a few hours but I had allowed him to go back to his bed when he could no longer hide the sound of his yawns.

"I'm fine I just," I stopped talking to try to think of an excuse I didn't like lying. "Um, I had to relieve myself." I nearly laughed at my lie.

"Oh," Julie replied giggling. She tried to conceal her laughs by placing a hand over her mouth but failed miserably.

Julie sat beside me on my bed.

"How have you been Julie?" I asked trying to be polite. She beamed at my question.

"Ok what is it?" I nudged her playfully. I stared at her grin again. She sighed and looked at the wall while daydreaming. "Or better yet who is it?" I asked. I knew her so well I could almost read her mind.

"Remember the fellow at the Masquerade, the one with brown hair and brown eyes that asked me to dance?" she said swooning playfully.

"Oh Jolie!" I exclaimed. "What is he like?" I sat up and nudged in closer in anticipation waiting for her to give the details.

"Well he isn't wealthy. He's a blacksmith, but he's a very good man. His name is Joseph. He's such a gentleman. He wouldn't even look at me without permission. He's going to watch the performance tonight so I'm extremely nervous." She said.

I grinned and nodded while rubbing my eyes.

"Addie do you believe in love?" She asked.

"Why Jolie of coarse I do!" I declared.

Jolie placed her elbows on her knees and rested her chin on her hands.

"Have you ever been in love?" she asked.

I nodded. "It's a wonderful feeling isn't it?"

"It is," she agreed.

I stood up and grabbed Jolie's hands then swung her around the room. We began Dancing in triumph. The whole time I cooed, "Jolies in looove Jolies in looove."

Then we both collapsed back on my bed once we had run out of energy and laughed hysterically. I loved being with Jolie. She made me feel like a little girl.

"Jolie you are going to do great tonight. Dance for him girl," I said pinching her hip and making her squeal. She ran after me trying to pinch me back but failed and knocked us both over. I grabbed the side of the bed to break our fall and we both fell to the ground. Our giggles returned.

After we had laughed until we no longer had any breath Jolie stood up and pulled me up by my arms.

"I'll meet you in the kitchen for lunch ok? Since I already had breakfast and I have practice that is." She said.

I nodded in agreement and lifted her off her legs with my tight hug. She is very skinny and easy to lift so it wasn't a challenge for me. She walked out the door and with a twirl of her tutu spun around to wave goodbye after walking halfway down the hallway.

At lunch Jolie and I spoke of our secret fantasies. We shared what we dreamed our future husbands would be like.

"Oh Addie I'm certain he's the one," Said Jolie sighing and getting that familiar dreamy look in her eyes.

I squeezed her hand and smiled. I was happy she found a man, but a bit sad. I didn't want her to go away and live somewhere else if she got married.

I played with the ring on my right hand sliding it up and down. It was a nervous habit I tended to not notice. My Grandmother had given me the ring on my twelfth birthday. It was called a promise ring. She told me that it was to be given to my husband when I was to get married. It was a promise that I would never bed any other man nor have I ever. I never thought I'd ever even kiss a man. Eric had been my first and I wanted him to be my only.

"Addie," Jolie called waving a hand in front of my face. I quickly shook my head bringing myself back to reality.

"Addie is there a man in your life? You seem as if you're somewhere else right now," Jolie asked.

"No," I snapped defensively. I may have been a bit too obvious with my answer.

Jolie just grinned at me. She knew I was lying but just glared at me then returned to finishing her sandwich.

When we arrived at rehearsal I could tell Jolie was nervous. She forgot the routine and stepped on the heels of the twirling ballerinas next to her. Madam Giry thought something was wrong with her and made her sit down. I walked up to her and turned her to face me.

"Jolie you are going to be terrific tonight you hear me?" I said.

Jolie just frowned at me.

"I'm going to make a laughing stalk of the entire opera house," She moaned.

"I grabbed her shoulders and turned her around to face me again.

"Look at me Joile. You are going to do great! I know you know this dance. Now do your best," I said attempting to encourage her.

She forced a smile and I made my way to the orchestra pit.

"I hope I don't worry about Jolie this entire evening," I thought to myself.

After the performance Christine assured me Jolie had been perfect. I asked her if she was just being polite but she shook her head viciously.

"No she was marvelous!" She exclaimed.

"Christine you were perfect I could hear you, "I commented.

"You were fantastic as well." She said hugging me.

I made my way to back stage to Congratulate Jolie but stopped myself when I saw her with Joseph in the hallway leading to the staircase. I peaked at them from the corner. I couldn't resist.

Joseph leaned in and kissed Jolie on the cheek and told her she had done a fantastic job.

I grinned. I was so happy for her! I softly tiptoed back to my room so they wouldn't hear me.

When I got back to my room there was Erik smiling back at me. He walked up to me and pulled me into him. He was wearing a cloak over his black outfit and a million layers again.

"You did well tonight," He whispered.

I looked up at his face and opened my mouth in surprise. He had listened!

I laid my head on his chest as he ran his hands through my hair. He then leaned down to reach my face and planted a soft kiss on my lips. When he pulled away I didn't let him go. I couldn't get enough of him. His soft lips never failed to send chills down my spine.I grinned and pulled him by his collar back to me. He rapped an arm around me as our mouths moved slowly together. I grabbed his face as our pace quickened.

Erik Grabbed my hips and I let myself fall back. My hips stayed in place. I could barely control myself knowing were our body's were touching. Erik motioned running his hands from my neck to my stomach. He only hovered his hands over my breasts and didn't allow himself to touch them. I gasped. He just smirked knowing he had filled me with desire. That face drove me insane! I grabbed his face and stuck my tongue in his mouth enjoying the feel of his tongue on mine. I always thought such way of kissing was disgusting before I met Erik. Our lips and tongues barely allowed us to breath. I gasped once more.

A creak filled the room. It was the door! I separated my lips from Erik's.

"Addie I brought you your rosin…." A voice said. Then something dropped

We both turned to see Jolie standing in front of the door with her eyes nearly popping out of her skull and mouth open in shock. On the ground was my rosin that she had dropped. It had shattered in pieces.

All three of us could only stare at each other. Erik's hand was still wrapped around my waist and I notice my hand was around his neck.