Chapter 6

Disclaimer! Disclaimer! Disclaimer! Disclaimer! That's what I am doing! I am disclaiming

Shinzui:yes I Know, does doesn't? I did not mean for it to be like that. I had just got done reading it when I typed those chapters so the story was still in my head, sorry. Same with the bar. I am going to change the name now. Thank you for pointing it out. Review again!

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They arrived at the bar in recoded time. Erik had been dumbfounded at all of the sights and sounds. Ashley had to smile at his childish wonder of the city. The Phantom of the Opera! That's who he was! Someone who traveled not only from France, but time it's self. He was gentleman too. Opened to door on the way out. Gave him a funny look. Erik gave the car funny look. He opened that door. She gave him a really funny look. Drove to the bar, and again opened the door, she had to laugh.

"What's so funny?" he asked.

"You. You are just so darn polite!"

"And this is funny how..."

"Well, for one thing, not many people do that anymore. Politeness pretty much died years ago." She answered.

"I had manners drummed into me from an early age."

She started to reply when Alice and James walked up.

"Hey there, I heard you didn't show up to class today, what happened?" Alice chattered.

" Alice, James, this is Erik…." Ashley trailed off.

"Noir. Erik Noir."

"Erik Noir. Erik this is Alice Poole, she sings with me and plays the bass guitar, and this is James Knight, my brother and Alice's boyfriend, he sings sometimes and plays the synthesizer."

"Pleased to meet you." Alice held out her hand to shake, instead Erik took it and kissed the back of it. Alice giggled, "Oh my, aren't you a gentleman?"

"Bonjour, mademoiselle." Erik purred sweetly.

Ashley had a big grin on her face, but it faded when she saw James frowning.

"Hello, Erik, I think a hand shake will suffuse here." James said icily,

They all tailed for a few minutes, Erik winning over Alice who giggled like a schoolgirl, Ashley rolled her eyes. She saw James frowning by the minute. She shook her head Men she thought. "Think it's about time to get up on the stage. Erik you can sit here at the table." She broke in to their conversion.

"I don't like him." James whispered to her as they were setting up their stuff

"Oh will you grow up. He's a friend nothing more. Besides even you have to admit that he is polite." She whispered back.

"I know. That's why I don't like him. He's too polite."

Ashley could not believe it! James complains about her past boy friends, saying that they are too rude, too immature, too loud and overbearing. But now that James had met Erik, he did not like him! Says he's too polite! "Do you want me to bring Deon back?" she shot back. Deon Grey was her last boyfriend. He was a class A ass. But being slightly naïve about men she did not see it until he left her for some blonde ditz And didn't tell her about it until a week later. Then shows up thinking she'll fall back in his arms. Yeah right! James shook his heard and looked ashamed of his self. After all he had introduced Deon to her. "Thought so."

Fifteen minutes later they were ready. James was at his synthesizer, Alice, with her bass guitar, was beside Ashley. Ashley had her guitar in her hands; her white violin setting beside her.

"Thank you all very much for your support, and I want to thank my brother James and my best friend Alice, let's give them a hand!" Ashley smiled out at the audience. She saw Erik sitting in a booth by the cornier; he looked a little uncomfortable with the small crowd. She caught his eye and smiled reassuring." Since it is Sunday, the songs will be fairly calm. I hope you al enjoy."

Stepping up to the mic she began singing one of her favorite songs.