Disclaimer: Still don't own phantom of the opera sigh I also don't own Loreena Mckennitt's work

Chapter 2

"Ugh! Why did I end with Carlotta of all people!" Cried out Sarah, she held a small slip of paper in her hand that listed the names of everyone in the drama group and what role they were playing. Rebecca smiled and looked at her own copy; there she was in all her glory chorus girl number seven, well lucky number seven at least.

They were sitting in the drama room still even though everyone else had left; Sarah was still mumbling curses to herself. It had taken three meetings to come up with the list, besides chorus girl she was also placed in set design. Mr. Ronald had said that she was good at acting but they were in demand for set designers, "can't have a play without sets!" he had exclaimed smiling thinking that this would make her happy. Though she knew that she wouldn't do well she had hoped against everything that she would land a better part.

"Of course Laura gets to be Christine, but really she doesn't deserve it! It's only because her father gives so much money to the university that she gets to have a good role! Personally I think that she should be Carlotta, the part fits her perfectly" said Sarah still in a huff, she paused only when Jeff walked through the door. "Hi there Jeff!" she said happily. He made a small bow and then nodded to Rebecca.

"Hello Jeff"

"Hello pretty ladies, so did you see the list?"

"Bah! Yes we have and we are not impressed" said Sarah returning to her mantle of anger.

He smiled and waved his paper in front of her "Well I get killed! Joseph Buquet!" though he seemed a bit upset there was a trace of a smile there, it seemed to Rebecca that he enjoyed making Sarah grumpy once again she smiled at the thought of them together. "Anyways I was here to see if you two wanted to come to the pub with me, we can complain some more over some drinks, what do you say?"

"Oh yes! Maybe we can make Laura dolls out of napkins and destroy them in different ways!" said Sarah smiling. Jeff laughed at this and they both looked at Rebecca.

"Um I think I will stay here for a bit, I want to… work on my sketches for the set" she said smiling, Sarah looked at her sadly.

"You deserved to be Christine, you voice is much better than Laura's" she said placing a hand on her shoulder. Rebecca forced a light chuckle out.

"No, no I am not that good, but thank you anyways Sarah. You two go off and have fun, I'll see you at home." Sarah paused for a moment but then got up and looked at Jeff motioning for them to get going.

When the door closed Rebecca looked down sadly, she would love to be the main character but that was never going to happen. She stood up and stretched for a moment then proceeded to walk into the main stage area, all the empty seat stared back at her. She walked onto the stage and looked out at them, suddenly they were filled with ghosts of people, and in one of the center seats was her father. He smiled and waited for her to start; Rebecca paused only a moment and then began her song.

"Fear no more the heat o' the sun
Nor the furious winters' rages;
Thou thy worldly task hast done,
Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages
Golden lads and girls all must,
As chimney-sweepers, come to dust"

It was a song by Loreena Mckennitt that her father had sung sometimes; it was a sad song and matched her mood at this time. She let each word roll off her tongue and set her voice free filling the theater with her sadness.

"The sceptre, learning, physic, must
All follow this and come to dust."

It was a small sound so she brushed it off and kept singing, if there was someone there let them hear her. She glanced at the spirit audience again and then to her father he smiled sadly, and at that moment tears tore their way through until they found freedom flowing down her cheeks and onto the stage floor.

"Fear no more the frown o' th' great;
Thou art past the tyrant's stroke
Care no more to clothe and eat;
To thee the reed is as the oak.
The sceptre, learning, physic, must
All follow this and come to dust"

She knew that her voice was beginning to wobble a bit; she pushed it just a bit more trying to finish the song.

"All lovers young, all lovers must
Consign to thee and come to dust."

As she reached the last note her voice broke, she fell forward on the stage letting her sadness engulf her. She sat there silent, trying to force control back but the tears could not be stopped.

It happened again, the same sound a small rustle. When she had been singing she had wanted this person to hear her, now she longed to disappear into the shadows taking her shame with her.

"Bravo."

"Who is there?" she asked quietly fear was taking over her senses and she wished at this moment that she had gone with her friends earlier. She rubbed her face dry and stood up trying to claim what dignity she had left, there was no reply to her question but she waited. "I demand that you show yourself" she said her voice cracking just a bit, there was the rustling again and a man walked onto the stage from behind her he placed his hands on her shoulders. Rebecca was frozen in place she wanted to turn but the mans hands kept her facing forward out to the empty seats.

"I can bring you here, I can make you the star that you long to be"

"Why would you do that? You don't even know me"

"Oh but I do and like before I will not let you get shoved a side, never" Rebecca swallowed and felt the warm hands leave her shoulders, she turned around quickly but found an empty stage. She herd a door close to the side and she ran to try and catch the person that had just been there, opening the side door she saw a tall man walking towards the exit.

"Hey! Stop!" she called out, the man turned around she paused for a moment to take him in, he was quite good looking. His hair was short but long enough to cover his eyes slightly, the dark brown colour made his blue eyes stand out. His face was perfect, he looked at her in mild surprise waiting for her to continue. "Uhh… W-why were you in there listening to me?" she said after collecting herself.

"Your voice was nice, I just listened for a moment, forgive me" he bowed slightly which again caused her to pause in shock. At this moment she wanted to laugh but bit her lip to stop it from happening.

"It's okay, I was just surprised by your actions" she said in response.

"I didn't do anything horrible did I?" Rebecca shook her head. "Well I will be on my way then" he turned around and began to walk towards the exit.

"Um wait!" she called out, he turned around once more looking at her with his cool blue eyes a question forming on his face "What is your name?" she asked sheepishly. He looked at her for a moment so she blurted out "I-I'm Rebecca!"

He smiled, "My name is Matt" he said nodded a good bye and walked out the door. Rebecca just stood there, what a weird yet good looking guy one moment promising to make her a star the next acting like he had never done anything but listen. She smiled again but then glanced at the clock, grabbing her bag she walked out towards home.

She had returned. He knew it had been her the moment he heard her sing, it was her it had to be. He had hoped that she may remember like he did, but that was not the case, he seemed to be the only one that remembered everything that had happened so long ago, that was okay he would do it all again but this time make sure that he won her love in the end.

Well there is the next chapter! Thanks Phantom for your review… I hope there are more :) Please R&R :D