Seven years later…
"Christine! Where are you Christine?" Where is that girl Meg thought. She had been acting very strange today. But of course this all started a couple years back. One or two days a month she would be disappearing not talk much and be humming non-stop.
'In here!" 19 year-old Christine Daae seemed to come out of the shadows answering her friend in a frantic and panicking voice.
"Where have you been? Mother will murder us if we're late again! What is wrong with you today? Is something wrong?"
"Oh, no Meg. Everything is fine. I'm just…distant today." Meg gave her a look of concern. "Really Meg I'm ok. Let's get to class!"
Thank God she stopped asking questions, Christine thought. She can never know about her angel of music, no one could. He had said that someday soon she would be recognized for her talent. She kept thinking, when? When would she have the chance to show how beautiful her voice was?
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He watched her walk away. How beautifully she had sung today! She was definitely improving. He started wondering how he would get her a leading role in a production. Then he heard the horrible voice of La Carlotta going through her scales. He almost smiled at the plan that he had just thought. He laughed and walked away, but not without getting one more glance at Christine.
He arrived around 20 minuets to his home. All he could think about lately was her. Her eyes. Her long, brown, curly hair and how it moved when she walked. But most of all her voice. It had stared when she was 16. He came to her claiming to be her "angel of music". At first she was frightened but soon she became accustom to his visits. Ever since then his feelings grew stronger for her. But he would always tell himself that he was only her teacher…her teacher.