(A/N) Oh No! I totally forgot to tell you the main characters name. How could I? Ok the main character is Emily House. I am so sorry about that. Also I should tell you that she calls the phantom Angel or Angel of Music, but remember she knows that the Angel of Music is really the Phantom. This is also going to be a short one.
Carlotta began to sing so horribly Alla and I had to cover our ears:
Think of Me
Think of me fondly when we said goodbye
Remember me
Ever so often, promise me you'll try
When you find that once again you long to take your heart back and be free…
(Apiece of scenery falls and knocks Carlotta over, pinning her to the stage)
"It's the Phantom of the Opera, I know it's him," Alla said nervously.
"Oh my God, Signora," screamed Monsieur Reyer!
"I hate you! I hate you all," Carlotta screamed!
"Emily, I'm scared. He could have hurt someone," Alla said clinging onto me.
"Alla if he had intended on hurting someone, I would think that he would have already hurt someone," I said trying to calm her down. I look up into the catacombs to see a certain man with a mask staring down at me. I smiled.
"Signora, are you alright? Buquet, for God's sake, man, what the bloody hell is going on up there," Lefevre asked?
"Please monsieur don't look at me. As God's my judge, I wasn't at my post. Please monsieur, there's no one there. Or if there is, well then… it must be a ghost," Joseph Buquet said. He was rogue man. He was always drunk and trying to spy on the chorus and ballet girls.
"Signora, these things do happen," Andre said with a weak smile.
"For the past three years, "these things do happen." And did you stop them from happening, this thing does not happen! Ubaldo! Adiamo! Bring my doggy and my boxy," Carlotta screamed!
"I'll bet you a frank that she'll come back," I said to Alla.
"Now you know that's not fair. She always comes back," Alla said laughing.
"Now you see, bye-bye, I'm really leaving," Carlotta yelled out.
"For good, I hope," I said
"Gentlemen, I wish you the best of luck. If you ever need me I shall be in Australia," Monsieur Lefevre said.
The new managers were now extremely worried. They didn't have an understudy to replace La Carlotta and they refused to listen to Madame Giry about the Phantom's warnings.
"Christine Daae could sing it, Sir," said Madame Giry taking Christine's hand.
"Christine Daae," asked Alla puzzled?
"What, a chorus girl? Don't be silly," laughed Andre.
"She has been taking lessons from a great teacher," Madame Giry said.
"Who," Andre asked?
"The Phantom," I thought in my head. Or instead of calling him Phantom I called him, "Angel".
"I don't know his name monsieur," she said timidly.
"Let her sing for you, monsieur. She has been well taught," Madame Giry said leading her to the center of the stage.
"Alright, what else is there to loose," Andre asked.
"From the beginning of the aria then please madamoiselle," said Monsieur Reyer.
"Andre, this is doing nothing for my nerves.
"Well she is very pretty," Andre said.
Christine began to sing:
Think of me
Think of me fondly when we've said goodbye
Remember me once in a while; please promise me you'll try.
When you find that once again you long to take your heart back and be free
If you ever find a moment spare a thought for me.
During Hannibal
Flowers fade, the fruits of summer fade,
The have their seasons so do we.
But please promise me that sometimes
You will think…
(Opera singing)
Of me!
"You should be up there singing, Emily," Alla said while playing with my hair.
"Alla, do you see any maids singing the lead? Besides they would never listen," I said sadly.
"That's because you won't let them listen," Alla said softly.
I sighed, "Come on we need to start cleaning."
Later that night
"Alla go get some rest. I will finish," I said, knowing that she was tired.
"Emily, I couldn't…"
"Nonsense, now go to bed," I said cutting her off.
"Oh alright," she said yawning.
When I had finally finished cleaning everything, I began heading back to my room. I turned a corner and bumped right into a young man, making us both fall on the floor.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to," I said about to stand up.
"It's quite alright, here let me help you up," he said.
"Thank you Monsieur. I am really sorry for running into you," I said.
"Please, call me, "Will"," he said.
"Oh no, Sir that is not necessary," I said.
"Why not," he asked?
"Well, Monsieur if you haven't notice, but I am a maid, here in Opera Populaire and you are one of the manager's nephew," I said.
"How did you know," he asked?
"Nothing gets by in this opera house," I said.
"I guess so," he said.
"Well I should be going," I said trying to leave.
"Yes, you should, I should too. Good night Miss," Will said.
"Good night, Sir," I said.