I can't believe it! You grew up with him?" I nodded, "Come on, Jace! Spill!"

"There's nothing to spill. We were good friends"

She raised an eyebrow, "only friends"

"Well, maybe slightly more then friends, but that's it"

Seeing she was getting nowhere she went to go find some girls to make jealous.

I sighed, "Time to get ready." We were performing Phantom of the Opera tonight, my favorite. I was Meg, I love Meg. I'd rather be her than Christine. (Y'all can kill me later).I put on my Don Giovanni cd (great opera!) to get me in a dark mood, and took a shower. I put my brown hair in a cap, so that the blonde wig could go on easily. That was the only down side to being Meg, I have to be blonde, I look terrible blonde. I slipped into my costume. My alarm went off just as the Don was getting dragged down to hell. I sighed, "oh well, I'll listen to it tomorrow." I met Emi outside. We walked together to where my wig was, and then she went to meet the other dancers. As I made sure my wig looked real, another dancer/singer came in for makeup.

"Jace, how are you?" I looked up to see Serene, our Christine. I looked around, where there was a Serene there was always a...

"As always, they ruined my nails," a Felicia, "I can't believe it. Oh, hello, Jamie, wasn't it

"Jace" I corrected, knowing it wouldn't matter; she only shrugged her shoulders and kept primping. I smiled at Serene, which she returned apologetically, then I left. They couldn't have chosen a better Carlotta. I lined up with the other dancers, I got both looks of animosity and admiration. I was a ballet dancer and a singer. You had to be the best at both in order to be Christine, and the second best to be Meg. Half of them hated me for it, the other quarter loved me. The last could care less, those were the ones I liked to be around.

"Jace, I can't believe you're going to be Meg!" Emi said excitedly, "Are you nervous?"

I shrugged, "If I'd never sung on stage before, I would be"

"Good luck, Jace," Serene said behind me.

"You too," I liked Serene, she reminded me of my sister. Sadness washed over me. I wished she could be here, all of them.

"Jace," Emi interrupted, "It's almost time, let's go."

I reluctantly took the stage with Serene at my side. I hate being on stage, especially singing, but just dancing helped calm my nerves down immensely. When it was finally time to sing, I was ready... (I used an older music book so one of Meg's verses is changed.

ME:
Christine, Christine.
(Phantom: Christine...)

Where in the world Have you been hiding?
Really, you were perfect!

I only wish I knew your secret!
Who is your great tutor?

Serene:
Father once spoke of an angel I used to dream he'd appear Now as I sing, I can sense him And I know he's here

Here in this room He calls me softly Somewhere inside hiding

Somehow I know He's always with me He - the unseen genius

ME:
I watch your face from the shadows Distant through all the applause I hear your voice in the darkness Yet the words aren't yours

Serene:
Angel of Music!
Guide and guardian!
Grant to me your glory!

ME(to herself:
Who is this angel? This...

BOTH:
Angel of Music!
Hide no longer!
Secret and strange angel

Serene:
He's with me, even now...

ME:
Your hands are cold...

Serene:
All around me...

ME:
Your face, Christine, its white...

Serene:
It frightens me...

ME:
Don't be frightened...

I discretely left the stage, not having another part until Prima Donna. I stood offstage listening to Serene and Michael sing the theme song. One of the directors came up behind me, "Don't forget your extra line that we added in today." I smiled and nodded. I had said the line earlier in rehearsal as a joke, and he loved it so much he put it in. I didn't mind, I got to Carlotta bash, which is always fun. As I waited I glanced up to where Chris was sitting with his uncle, in box five. I stared harder, something was reflecting light behind Chris's head I blinked and it was gone, had I been imagining things?