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Chapter 7

Orianna closed the diary shut and set it under her pillow. She let out a sigh and glanced around noticing that all the girls were now in bed and asleep. She grabbed a dressing robe from Meg's bed and slowly crept out of the room. She desperately needed air. She had just basically read Christine's life through her eyes. She ran up the aisles of the theater, then down the stairs and across the large room. She threw the doors open, the cool, crisp air hitting her face. She cursed herself for not thinking about putting on a pair of slippers. She sat down on a bench and closed her eyes, trying to not think. But it was too hard.

Her mind was swarming with different ideas and thoughts. Okay, so the phantom was obviously real and wreaking havoc on everyone in the opera house. And she's in love with some dumb prince charming character that she hasn't seen or heard from since she was a kid. Her dad was a famous violinist. She loves some story about little lotte. And there is a strange voice who sings to her every night, which she refers to as the Angel of Music. This Christine girl was messed up in so many ways. The way she talked about the angel it seemed as if she was in love with him. She's never even seen his face. Orianna thought that she had a tough life.

But, she also connected with Christine. Orianna had to go live with her mother after her father died. Her parents were divorced and she had been living with her father when he got lung cancer and died when she was 14. Her mother and herself had never been close and grew further apart when her mother remarried. Maybe this Christine girl wasn't as bad as Orianna thought she was. Well, Orianna was going to have to deal with being her for as long as it took until she could get back home.

It began to slowly snow so she got up and tiptoed her way back up to the dormitories. She was going to make the best of being here. And tomorrow she was going to find her angel.

(Don't worry I'm not ending it here)

The next morning, Orianna woke up before most of the girls. Meg and Anaya were up talking and putting on their rehearsal outfits.

"There are rehearsals today?" Orianna moaned.

"Yes, Christine, you know we have them every other day until performance days." Meg squeaked.

"When's our performance?"

"Three days." Meg said nonchalantly.

"Three days?" Orianna said panicky.

"And I heard we are getting two new mangers." Anaya piped in, while lacing up her ballet shoes.

"My mother told me that they wanted to own a opera house to show how cultured they were." Meg said, stretching out her leg.

Orianna shook her head. Three days? She was no ballerina; how was she supposed to learn all of this in three days. She sighed and decided to just go with the flow. After rehearsals, she could find her angel and maybe he or it, it whatever, could calm her down.

Rehearsals with the ballet group went well and Orianna was actually doing pretty well for being a clumsy person. But, she finally got a taste of La Carlotta. She found out that she was indeed a diva and the most annoying one ever. She threatened to leave the show five different times and each time, they begged her to stay; saying things like she was beautiful and a million times better than this opera house. Orianna just rolled her eyes. Carlotta's voice wasn't even that good. Just powerful. She praised the lord when it was all over. She ate dinner with Anaya and Meg extremely fast and then rushed back to the opera house to find her tutor (as Christine calls him also.)

Making it seem as if she was wondering around the opera house she slipped her way inside the dressing room. She found it again, deserted, with some of the candles lit. She looked around and bit her lip.

"Umm….Angel…" she called out. She felt like an idiot, standing there, calling out to a person she didn't know was there or not. "Hello? I'm sorry about rushing out but I wasn't feeling quite right. I'd like to know if you would continue our…lessons." Orianna stood there, her interest in this angel growing thinner and thinner every second. "All right, if you want me to leave, that is cool, I'll go." She walked to the door when that powerful voice came thundering into the room.

'Christine….Christine…"

She turned around and looked everywhere. Maybe this was just one thing that could not be explained.

"Hello there, I recognize your voice; you are the angel of music, my teacher."

"I am your angel of music; sing to the angel of music."

"Sing what?"

"Think of me…think of me fondly," the voice was beautiful and she got that comforting sensation all over her. She felt as if whenever this voice spoke to her or sang to her, everything was going to be fine and she was safe. She had never felt this way before. Finally, he finished the song and Orianna recognized it as the song in the opera they were doing. Carlotta massacred it compared to how her angel sang it.

"Your voice is incredible. Will you sing more for me?"

But, before anything else could happen there was a knock at the door.

"Christine," the door opened and there stood Meg and Anaya, "Where have you been? Anaya and I were looking for you."

"Oh, why?"

"It's very late and we have a rehearsal tomorrow that my mother just told us about. She thinks the ballerinas need more practice."

"I see, oh alright then. Up to bed we go." Orianna looked around and sighed. The feeling of being home left her and she followed Meg and Anaya back to reality.

(A/N- They are getting so long! I'm proud of myself! Well, this chapter, I think, is much better than the last. That fight between Carlotta and her just didn't really fit. It was funny in my head but when it transferred here, it didn't turn out the way I wanted. Oh well! "These things do happen!' So, because most 18 year old girls are curious, I made her meet the phantom…not face to face but she hears his voice and that's good enough. Well, I hope you enjoyed this one and now time for thanks! Oh and if you have any suggestions, for further chapters, I am open to them! And I will give credit where credit is deserved! So…

THANKS to XoAnGeL-Of ThE-NiGhToX, Thanks for reviewing! Well she pushed sexy phantom aside because she was a little freaked out. I mean, if you didn't know anything about the phantom, you might be a little freaked out also! At least I would! LOL! Oh don't worry she will learn to love him! Curiosity rules over everything!

THANKS to Galasriniel, Your phics are awesome! Who wouldn't love to drive a half-masked hottie insane! I mean really! I'm glad you lurve this story! I lurve yours too LOL!

Well keep R&R!