FUN INFORMATION: Yesterday I was watching my Phantom DVD when I noticed that you could watch it in French and also have French subtitles. I watched the French language and does Christine have a beautiful voice. It is better than Emmy Rossum's voice if you ask me. Well, I wrote down the French versions of the songs in a notebook and learned them. (I'm a fast learner.) I memorized half of the Phantom of the Opera song. If you haven't already, check it out. If you want the French lyrics, say so in a review and I'll e-mail them to you.

Okay, here are the replies:

des ires: I don't know but I hope she does. I read another story that had the same title of her bag and I was shocked. I would never steal a title! I've read other stories with the same kind of bag so I was like, hey why not. (Sorry Misty Breyer) Could you tell me why Erik is off cuz I would like to fix the problem? Thanks for reviewing though.

NeoQueenSolaris-Cosmos: Yeah, I have to admit it was kinda creepy but it just seemed like a good idea. Idk, but I'm glad that you liked it. Thanks for reviewing.

Black-Kitsune77: Thanks. I liked your story a lot too. It is really good.

PhantomLover05: I love saying thanks to all my reviewers, but it when someone puts something so little as 'I liked it' (not meaning you) I hate to leave them out of my replies so I just say thanks, even though it is just something little. So I say thank you very much for reviewing my story.

PersonageoftheUnderverse: Don't us all. LOL! Yeah, I tried many things too but nothing seems to work. I will figure it out someday! Mwahahaha! Okay, I'm way overtired right now. It is like, three in the morning. Thanks for reviewing my story!

Nixieharpist: I have a few ideas for Christine. Thanks for reviewing!

Alright, on with the next chapter!

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Chapter Seven: One Of Those Days

Erik rowed up to the lakes shore in the gondola in a terribly bad mood. He had just gotten back from above the Opera House seeing what the managers had to say about his demands.

"Those fools!" he hissed heading towards his desk. "Those idiots of managers. Do they not understand how to follow simple instructions? Why doesn't anyone listen these days? They always need a push start!" Just then, Talia walked into the main room.

"Hey Erik, could you please quiet down? I'm trying to read," she said, but obviously not heard for he was still talking to himself.

"How dare they!" he shouted.

"Erik quiet down, I'm trying to read!" Tal screamed. Erik turned to face her with an enraged expression. Talia immediately regretted shouting for she knew what was coming next. It was one of those days when you didn't want to bother Erik. He started walking towards her with clenched fists. She shrieked and ran to her room with Erik right behind her. She threw the door open to her room and saw Bri look up from her book on the bed.

"Brianna, hide! Erik has his temper again and he is right behind me!" Tal shouted heading into their bathroom and locked the door while Brianna dove underneath their bed. They hid just in time for Erik came bursting threw their door right after Brianna pulled her leg under. Luckily, he hadn't seen her, but Tal was a different story. He had heard the door shut. He went over and started banging on the door.

"Talia, open this door!" he shouted.

"No!" came Tal's muffled voice.

"Open this door now!"

"Not until you go away!" She heard Erik give a heavy sigh from behind the door.

"I'm not going to hurt you Tal. Please come out." Erik heard shuffling from the other side of the door and a few moments later the door opened.

"You promise?" Tal said nervously.

"I promise. You still don't trust me?" he asked in a hurtful way. "You have been with me for almost a month now."

"I know. I do trust you, it's just the fact that you were going to kill me while I was asleep that made me worry."

"I told you I sorry about that."

"All's forgiven. I now know never to yell at you when you're in one of your moods," she laughed. She looked over to the bed and remembered Brianna. "Hey Bri, you can come out now." She didn't come out. "Bri?" Tal walked over to the bed and knelt down. She lifted up the sheets and looked under to find Brianna with a flashlight in hand and her nose in a book. "Oh brother! Brianna come out from under there!"

"I don't want to! I'm now comfortable!"

"Ugh, you act like such a child sometimes!" she said standing up.

"That's 'cause I am a child! I'm sixteen!" came Brianna's muffled yell.

"She's sixteen?" Erik asked.

"Oh yeah, that's right. We never told you our ages. Yeah, she's sixteen."

"And how old are you?"

"I'm seventeen, turning eighteen on December fourteenth."

"Really? You do know that it will be December fourteenth in two days."

"You're joking, right?"

"No…"

"Oh my geez! I'm gonna be eighteen in four days! I can't believe it came so soon! How long have we been here?" she asked ecstatic.

"I believe you've been here for a little over a month."

"Oh no," she said worriedly.

"What's wrong?" Erik asked concerned.

"No wonder why everyone thinks we're dead. Erik, what am I going to do? My dad must be worried sick!"

"What about your mother? Won't she be worried?"

"Yeah, I was supposed to be with her in Tennessee a month ago."

"I'm sure you'll find a way back soon. If you would excuse me, I…I have to go take care of some things."

"Of course, see ya later, Erik." Erik walked out of the girls room, leaving Tal to pry Brianna from underneath their bed.

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"I'm bored," Brianna exclaimed, finishing her book.

"You should be. You just read a book for two hours straight. No matter, I'm bored as well."

"Hey! I have an idea! RAAW, could you give us a radio by chance?"

Sure thing girls. One second and…there. One radio with batteries included.

"Thanks!" both said in unison. They turned on the radio and found one of their favorite songs on.

Threw some chords together, the combination D-E-F

Its who I am, its what I do, and I was gonna lay it down for you

I tried to focus my attention, but I feel so A-D-D

I need some help, some inspiration, but its not coming easily.

Tryin to find the magic,

Tryin to write a classic,

Dontcha know, dontcha know, dontcha know?

Wastebin full of paper,

clever rhymes- see ya later. Both girls started singing in with the chorus and Brianna turned the song up full blast.

These words are my own, from my heart flow,

I love you, i love you, i love you, i love you,

There's no other way to better say

I love you, i love you

Read some Byron Shelley and Keates,

recited it over a hip-hop beat

I'm havin trouble sayin what i mean,

with dead poets and a drum machine

You know i had some studio time booked,

but i couldnt find the killer hook,

now you're gonna raise the bar right up,

nothin i write is ever good enough. Now Erik burst threw the door and saw the girls jumping up and down on their bed listening to their so called music.

These words are my own, from my heart flow,

I love you, i love you, i love you, i love you,

There's no other way to better say

I love you, i love you

I'm gettin off my stage

the curtains pull away

No hyperboles to hide behind

My naked soul exposes

woaaaaah

These words are my own, from my heart flow,

I love you, i love you, i love you, i love you,

There's no other way to better say

I love you, i love you. Talia jumped off the bed and walked towards Erik singing the last part.

I love you I love you, thats all i got to say

cant think of a better way, and thats all i got to say

I love you, is that ok? Tal sang, pushing a finger into Eriks' chest.

"You what?" Erik asked bewildered. Brianna turned off the blasting radio so they could hear each other speak.

"No worries, Erik. It's just a song," Tal said walking away.

"Oh…" he said with a sigh. Tal heard it and turned to look at him.

"Don't fret. I'm sure the love of your life will come to you one day," she said with a smile. "I know mine has," she mumbled the last part for only herself to be heard, but apparently someone heard her.

"Who would that be?" Erik asked interested. Talia's face grew red and she looked away.

"I'll tell you some other time. Isn't there an opera going on tonight?" she asked changing the subject. (A/N: I don't know the date of Il Muto so bear with me.)

"I believe you're right. I should start getting ready," he said, walking towards the door.

"I guess you should. I take it you won't be back till later then?" Tal asked.

"Yes, later on tonight."

"Oh, um. Hope you have fun." Brianna looked at Tal and smiled. She knew what Talia was trying to do. She watched Tal put on a saddened face and sulk to the bed. She also watched Eriks' face fill with pity. Yup, he was definitely taking her bait.

"Would you like to go?" Erik asked, giving in.

"Go where?" Bri asked innocently.

"To the opera tonight. Would you like to go?" he asked again.

"Really? Yes, we would love to go!" Tal squealed in delight.

"Alright, you must get dressed then. I will be expecting you in an hour," Erik said leaving the room.

"Thank you, Erik," Tal shouted through the door while giving her sister a high five.

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Okay, there's the next chapter. I hope you enjoyed it. I'll have the next one up later on today. It's about 12:30 in the morning and I'll be up around…elevenish. I'll start writing when I get up. I already have an idea. Alrighty, until we meet again my dears. Ta Ta!