A/N: This is something I worked on while in school, so if it sounds messed, it was because I was trying to look like I was paying attention while writing. The timeline of the story is a bit messed up, and some scenes were cut, but I think its okay anyway. Based off the movie version, I hope everyone enjoys, and I got this idea from the very secret LotR characters diaries. Please R&R!

The Very Secret Diary of Raoul de Chagny

Day 1

Went to greet opera performers today. Italian girl hit on me, but I gave her the cold shoulder. Am prettiest person in opera house, go me!

Day 2

Saw my old childhood sweetheart Christine performing today. She may be prettier than I, shockingly! I must make her my wife, then make her ugly! Aha! Brilliant! I have great ideas.

I hope I'm still prettiest in the opera house...

Day 3

So I went to Christine's dressing room yesterday after the performance. Talked her into going to dinner with me, which is a great honour! And that little chit totally blew me off by going missing! Sigh. People are just not appreciative anymore. Oh well, on the plus side, I am definately the prettiest in the opera house! Yayness!

Day 5

Got a v. threatening note today, telling me to keep my hands off Christine. As if, she should've gotten that note, I mean, since she's back, its only a matter of time before she can't resist me. No female can. Why, just the other day I heard Meg saying how dashing I am. She said, and I quote, "He's as dashing as a parakeet who is sitting in its feces." Now, I may not know what a parakeet or feces are, but the way she said it, I know it was a compliment. So really, although Christine's back, I must really be the prettiest after all! Yay!

Day 6

Well, Christine can't keep her hands off of me. Just after tonight's performance she dragged me to the top of the opera house and took full advantage of me. Before she did that, she told me about some vampire stalking her. I listened, like any sensitive guy would do, and she totally jumped me! In my shock, I think I asked her to marry me. But whateva, I was planning on doing that anyway.

Still prettiest in opera house, and I always will be.

A Few Months Later...

Day 100

V. busy these past few months trying to develop new line of lip gloss. Anyhoodles, today I went to a masquerade with Christine. I was in the bathroom for a part of it, and apparently missed some skeleton threatenting Christine. Later I fell into a hole in the floor, into a room with mirrors all around me. I was about to ogle my reflection when that crazy French lady who teaches the ballerinas pulled me out of there and told me a scary fairy tale about some phantom. It was so scary, I think the moral of the story was to watch where you step, or you'll fall into holes. I shall do that. Watch where I step I mean.

My beauty is so amazing, I still remain prettiest!

Day 101

Today was like, so awesome! I was sleeping outside Christine's door when I heard her going somewhere. Being naturally curious, I looked out her window and saw her being driven away by a hunchback! A hunchback! Naturally, I could not all my fiancee to be seen in the presence of a hunchback, so I had to run out to save her! But wait, wait for it, here's the best part...I got a chance to wear my brand new, super spiffy Fabio shirt! I looked so Fabiollicious! It was SO DA BOMB!

So yeah, I then hopped on my trusty steed Buttercup and tried to follow Christine. Of course, I couldn't let the hunchback know I was following him, so I took a short cut through the woods. I am so intelligent, it just amazes me! But man, those woods are dangerous, all these branches stick out and try to trip you! But anyway, I ended up at the cemetary, I knew Christine had gone there because I heard her singing from far away, and she was singing about her dead father. So I was like, aren't dead people found at cemeteries? And then I was like, HECK YES! So I totally went there. And then some creepy person who I think was a vampire jumped out at me! It was so freaky! He even pulled a sword on me and hurt my most important arm, the one I brush my beautiful locks of hair with. WELL. He didn't know what he had coming after that, I totally brought him to the ground. I was about to kill him, but then I didn't because the side of his face that wasn't covered with a mask looked too beautiful to hurt. There was just so much Hollywood-ized glamour. Anyhoodle, you don't just kill someone who looks like that! You just find a way to destroy their beauty! So I grabbed Christine and headed home.

I certainly hope that vampire doesn't come to the opera, I mean, then I'll have to compete with him for best skin tone! Le Gasp!

...What if...he doesn't even NEED make-up to make his face look all nice and tanned!

No wait, just reread that, it can't be possible, no one can beat me for the title of most prettiest in the opera house.

Day 102

This has been the worst day of my life! (A/N: insert tear stains here)

Where do I begin? It was so awful!

Okay, so Christine was perfoming on stage as a, uh, scantily-clad peasant. She was performing when some dude in a Zorro mask barged on stage and totally tried to rape her! I was in so much shock that I totally sat there for five minutes. It was only until I noticed the building burning that I jumped up, I mean, my hair could've caught fire if I stayed their longer.

Anyway, it turned out that that sicko dragged Christine deep underground and set the opera on fire! What a sicko! So I grabbed my lip gloss and went to find that crazy French lady, she always knows everything and whos behind what at the opera house. She made me follow her to this creepy staircase, then told me to keep my hand at the level of my eye, and then she totally abandoned me! And then something made me fall into this lake of water, and my hair was totally RUINED! AND I LOST MY LIP GLOSS! Then someone tried to drown me! WHY DOES LIFE HATE ME SO MUCH?

Luckily though, I was able to escape this terrible torture chamber and I walked out. Then I got lost, and stumbled into this dude's lair, and Christine was there! The guy with her invited me to come in, which I did, I mean, I didn't want to be rude. And then he tied me up and was mean to me, which you so don't do to your guests. Then I realized that this was the sicko that burnt down the opera house. He then started to threaten to strangle my beautiful neck! Why do people hate me so? Is it because of my beauty? Why must it be such a curse?

The sicko began to say that if Christine chose me over him, he'd kill me! But if she chose him, I could go free. Naturally, I wanted her to choose him, but I wanted to make it seem like I was a good guy, I mean, appearances do matter!

But anyway, after awhile Christine chose the sicko so I could live! She must really love me! So I guess its good to make people love you, it helps if you're ever in a situation like mine.

Then Christine actually kissed the sicko, and it was so terrible! I mean, how dare she kiss anyone other than me! The nerve!

But then the sicko seemed to decide that she could go with me. I guess he didn't like Christine's kiss. Wait a minute, what if that foreshadows our whole life, Christine and I? Maybe I should rethink this marriage idea...

And then I was about to leave, but Christine insisted we stay for another hour, obviously because she felt guilty or something. We left later though, because a mob was coming.

Anyway, point is, I was able to escape and not be killed! My beauty can live on! But my hair is totally ruined, I'll have to spend at LEAST eight hours fixing it! And my lipgloss is gone! GONE! IT'S SO TRAGIC!

I guess I better stop writing now, I need to start fixing this horrible mess my hair had become, and get more lip gloss.

And here ends the very secret diary of Raoul de Chagny, Vicomte and President of the Foptastic Lip Gloss Line.

Please R&R! Oh yeah, Raoul's entry was supposed to have stars around the days and look all girly, but don't allow that, so yeah...just something I thought I'd point out, lol