DISCLAIMER: I own no Phantom characters or any plots that are phantom-like. I only own Angelica, Ri'chard the stable boy, the LeJolie's, and other original characters I've used in my other phanfic.

Thanks to: PhantomLover2005, and everyone who has read and reviewed:)

The next day at ballet rehearsal, Angelica's nerves had been slightly calmed by the new, slow paced music the chorus was dancing to. She closed her eyes and lost herself in the tune, twirling gracefully about the stage.

"Angelica?" Madame Giry called out.

Angelica, almost falling to the floor, looked up and realized the song had ended. Principle dancers pointed and giggled silently, and the younger members of the chorus laughed aloud. Angelica blushed madly, and returned to the chorus line not looking at her classmates.

"Now. Chorus. We are going to be visited by our new owners this afternoon. I want you all to be on your best behavior and, keeping a cool head. Ah! Here they are now. Welcome." she said walking over to the LeJolie's. "I would like you to introduce you to our ballet chorus."

"Yes." Monsieur LeJolie chimed in, appraising the group.

"We have heard that they are sensational in performances." added Madame LeJolie. "Don't you agree, Gareth, dear?"

Angelica looked up suddenly only to be in direct eye contact with Gareth LeJolie. Gareth's eyes were warm and twinkled like stars when he smiled. He looked at Angelica and nodded curtly, smirking as he did so.

"Yes. Lovely."

"We are now practicing for a new production." Madame Giry said proudly.

"Oh, yes. We have heard. But in the mean time I think introductions are in order." M. LeJolie exclaimed walking towards the chorus. "Charmed, all of you...Ah! Who is this angel, Madame?"

"A blossoming talent...Angelica Angevine. I gifted her with the name Angevine."

"Oh, how beautiful and what is the meaning of that? asked Madame LeJolie.

Gareth stepped forward taking Angelica's hand and planting a small, delicate kiss on it.

"It means angel of wine...An honored pleasure, Mademoiselle."

Angelica's heart raced when his lips touched her hand.

"The pleasure is mine, Monsieur."

Gareth smiled at Angelica as he slowly took his hand away. Angelica blushed and looked away in a coy manner so was not to see his reaction.

"Angelica." he said bending down to see her face. "It would be a delight for you to accompany me to the Gala party, tonight."

Angelica glanced at Madame and Monsieur LeJolie, and once at the rest of the chorus. Monsieur LeJolie quirked an eyebrow at his son's requrest but soon, let down his guard and smiled.

"If you wish, Mademoiselle."

Angelica returned the smile and turned to face Gareth.

"I accept, Monsieur."

"Please.." he whispered, taking her hand once more,"Gareth."

"Gareth."

This has got to be the most horrible chapter of the whole fic! But at least it's an installment. They said that love back thenwas cheesier than it is now, so I tried to act on that. Oh well, next chapter should be up by Saturday, if I'm lucky. Please R&R!