A/N: Sorry for the long wait, but life has gotten in the way. What are you gonna do? So here's two more chapters for you! Thanks to my beta, Halley, and to you the readers. Don't forget to review and Erik will give out kisses!

Chapter Three:

Maggie

Ever since that day of destiny, Maggie and Emmy had been inseparable. It was so refreshing for Emmy to find a fellow Phanatic in her hometown that she could spend endless hours chatting about the Phantom. Unlike her other friends, Maggie had watched the movie multiple times without growing tired and had her own interpretation of the Phantom and Christine's relationship. She understood the meaning of the music and the beauty behind it.

Everyday Emmy would hang out with Maggie rather than her other friends. She felt slightly guilty for neglecting Jenna, Sarah, and Madison, but she had nothing in common with them anymore. The group was from a different world and it was only fair for Emmy to find someone more like her. At least she and Maggie could relate to one another and no one could judge them. But the best part of their friendship was that Maggie indeed became the confidante that Emmy always wanted.

Emmy never had to worry about anything she told Maggie. She even went as far to tell her about her dream of becoming Christine Daae. Maggie didn't tease her about it, like the others would, but thought the idea seemed like fun.

"All right, you can have Erik and I'll have Raoul I suppose," Maggie once said.

Yes Erik and Christine were meant to be, but what of poor Raoul? As much as Maggie admired Meg, she felt in her heart that the two blondes deserved each other. It didn't bother her that she was Emmy's Meg. In fact, she was amused that Emmy saw her as the dancer. Maggie wanted to be dancer too like her counterpart, and took ballet lessons. Emmy attended her recitals and was surprise to see she was just as good as Meg Giry! Maybe even more! Maggie found her calling through the art of dance, but for Emmy hers laid in singing.

It would be, if it weren't for Sarah Robins. Sarah was a soprano as well and had all of the solos in every concert held since the sixth grade. To make it worse, the first day of school Sarah won favor from the choir director, Mrs. Anderson. The chances of anyone else receiving a solo were slim. Sarah was incredible and she knew it.

Maggie nicknamed her Signora Robins. The vibrant redhead was in so many ways similar to Carlotta, except Sarah could actually sing. She was bossy, whiny, and had to take the lead in everything the section did. She would complain if someone was too flat or the notes weren't right, to an outsider she could have been the teacher instead. She worked Mrs. Anderson through sweet talk and constant flattery to get her way.

This said rumors were flying that the lead in the next musical would most likely be given to the freshman than the senior, Tawny Owens. Mrs. Anderson usually picked her favorite pupils for the lead roles and Sarah was moving up to the first.

Emmy figured the chorus would be good for her first production and later on who knows? Maybe she'll try for the lead and win it fair and square without brown nosing. After all, wasn't Christine a chorus girl before the Angel of Music came? Except… Emmy didn't have an Angel to rely on to help her. Her father wasn't dead.

But she was determined not to let Sarah rub it in her face. Maggie had told her she would get hers and Emmy would take center stage. It was a fool's hope, but one could dream. The villain always has their moment of downfall and the hero triumphs.

Though a little heavenly help wouldn't hurt. At least Emmy's voice could become stronger and confident. Right now all she had to hold onto was a friend's encouragement and belief she could succeed.

If only I had an Angel of Music. If he were here I would be one grateful girl. I would do anything to keep him by my side.

Little did Emmy know, how close he truly was.

TBC…