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One week later

Christine

It was Monday again; Christine couldn't believe that the first week of school had flown by so fast, seeing how the week went. Roman was waiting for her in her kitchen to walk her over to school; he's been doing this the last few days of school since Christine wasn't extremely happy going. Little did he know, Roman waiting in the kitchen made her want to stay in bed even longer. She had thought about how it might have been a mistake being with him, but she knew she had to if she wanted to be at least somewhat protected from Charlotte and her posse. Walking down the stairs, she was greeted with the smell of eggs and burnt toast. Weirdly enough, Christine loved when toast was burnt a bit.

"Hi there, Sunshine," Bella started, handing her an egg sandwich with burnt toast, "made it just like you like them."

"Thanks, Mama," Christine said, as she took the sandwich from Bella's hand.

"Another Monday, huh?"

"Yep," Christine said as she put her satchel over her shoulder.

"Let me get that for you, babe," Roman stood up and tried to grab the bag from her.

Christine moved her shoulder away, "No, I have it. Please."

Roman put his arm over her shoulder, "Come on, Christine, don't be mopey. At least you have me to walk you to school."

Christine would have rather had Meg walk her, but this week she had to go to school earlier to work on the dance committee. The winter formal was only a few months away, before winter break, and Meg wanted to get a head start so she made the dance committee meet every Monday and Friday mornings at 8:00am so they can start getting ideas and budgeting.

"That's true," she looked up at Roman, "I appreciate it."

This weekend, Christine told her god mother about Roman and since Christine's birthday was exactly a month away, she allowed them to date, but under strict rules. At this point with her mood, she didn't even think they would last any longer than a month.

On their way to school, Christine saw Dr. Mulheim walk out of a dark Maroon house at the end of her block. He looked as though he was in a hurry, Christine was more shocked that he lived on the same block as she did.

"Dr. Mulheim?"

Dr. Mulheim looked up at the couple and only acknowledged Christine.

"Well hello there, Madmoiselle Day." Dr. Mulheim bowed to greet her.

Roman cleared his throat.

"Oh," Christine sighed, "This is my boyfriend, Roman."

Dr. Mulheim just nodded his head and Roman did the same.

"Well, Mademoiselle, I should be off, have a lot of errands to run before today's class. I will see you there, hm?"

"Of course, sir."

As Dr. Mulheim walked away he took one look over his shoulder just to see Christine's eyes still on him.

Erik

Erik wanted to cut off that peasant's arm. How dare he have his arm around her? Walking to his car, Erik turned around to get one last look at Christine and noticed that she still was staring at him with her curious hazel eyes. Of course, her man friend hugged her closer as they walked off but as they walked she was still staring until that boy told her something and she turned her head away, only leaving her strawberry- blonde hair to face him. . He wanted very badly to run his fingers through her hair, like he used to do. But alas, it was all in good time.

Today he wanted to buy something that might help Christine trigger her memory. Fortunately, Erik found out in the year 1989 a man named Andrew Lloyd Webber created a musical that was loosely based on the tragedy at the Opera House all those years ago called "The Phantom of the Opera." Back when Erik was first trying to get Christine to remember their past lives, he got the Leroux version and read her some chapters, this time he knew the Musical would help her remember. Erik assumed that she had heard the Music since this was a very popular show at the moment, but he thought maybe seeing him and hearing the music could trigger something. At this point, he huffed. He looked so different now, with only scars covering his face and not a deformity. The bags under his eyes didn't help either, but this was mask he was blessed with in this lifetime and he knew his eyes were still the doorway to his soul. Christine still had those same beautiful hazel eyes she had in her last life as well. With that thought, he went to the Movie Rental store and looked for the 25th Anniversary copy, since that was the only stage version there was on DVD.

Christine

It was between 5th and 6th period when Christine and Meg went to Music Class. Meg was explaining how her committee can't do anything without her, but Christine's mind was still somewhere else. Her encounter with Dr. Mulheim was very strange indeed. She felt as though she wanted to learn more about him, she thought there was some sort of pull from the universe. It had to be those eyes he had, they match the man in her dreams perfectly, but there was no possible way that could be real. She was shocked that he actually turned his head to take one more look at her when her eyes were on him. Roman had the crazy idea that he might want something from Christine. There was no way possible, he was her teacher for god's sake. Roman disagreed and told her that many teachers end up sleeping with their students. Christine told Roman that there was nothing to worry about; she was not interested in Dr. Mulheim. Or….at least she thought so.

The girls finally reached the classroom with no sign of the boys to send them off. Once sitting, Christine remembered that she left her only pen at her last class. She quickly got up and ran for the door. Unfortunately Dr. Mulheim was coming through the door at the same time and they bumped into each other. Dr. Mulheim held onto her shoulders to keep her from falling backwards. It was just a millisecond, but it felt like a lifetime. Christine looked up at Dr. Mulheim, squinting her eyes. His eyes were so familiar, it's like she knew them her entire life. Dr. Mulheim was the first to break the silence by clearing his throat.

"Are you alright, Ms. Day?" Dr. Mulheim questioned still holding her in place.

"Yes…" Christine slightly shook herself out of the trance she was in, "Oh!" She pushed Dr. Mulheim off of her, "I…I am so sorry. I needed to go get my pen; I left it at my last class." Christine felt her face blush. She was such an easy blusher.

"Here," Dr. Mulheim said, "You can use mine." He pulled out a pen from his left pocket in his black jeans and handed it to her.

"Thanks," Christine whispered, still blushing, "I'll give it back to you after class."

Dr. Mulheim nodded and walked past her to his desk. Christine stood there for a few seconds then turned to walk back to her seat.

"Well, class… today we will be watching a musical that I know a few of you love in this class. I thought this could be a good icebreaker since last week was a bit tense."

Dr. Mulheim pulled out a DVD of the 25th Anniversary Stage show of The Phantom of the Opera and most of the girls squealed in excitement, including Meg. Christine just huffed to herself, crossing her arms.

"Is there something the matter, Ms. Day?" Dr. Mulheim questioned.

"Nothing, sir."

"No, speak your mind Ms. Day, this is what today's class is about," he coaxed.

Christine looked around the room, "Well, I just don't enjoy the ending."

Charlotte laughed, "Oh that's right, Ms. Cry baby Christine! She cried uncontrollably when The Phantom says, 'Christine, I Love you'. She had to excuse herself. Christine," Charlotte turned to Christine's desk, "He wasn't talking to you, and you need to remember that."

Christine turned beet red once again and before she could say anything, a snap came from Dr. Mulheim's desk. He had accidently snapped his pencil in half and Christine, and the entire class for that matter, fell silent.

"Charlotte, you may be excused to the principal's office. I will not tolerate any more bullying in this class."

Charlotte stood up, "Can no one take a joke around here?"

"Go, Now." Dr. Mulheim said, as he threw his pencil in the trash and pulled another from his desk.

"No," Christine stood as well, "Charlotte is right to laugh at me. It's in idiotic principle. It just makes me upset that Christine leaves him for that stupid boy. She should have stayed with The Phantom, but I get too attached to the characters sometimes."

"She still will go, Ms. Day. She will not be bullying anyone in this class anymore, is that clear?"

"Yes, sir," Christine mumbled as she sat down. She knew that if she didn't try to stand up for Charlotte everyone would call her the teacher's pet, and that was the last thing she wanted.

Dr. Mulheim walked over to the aging television and put the dvd into the player, "Now, if anyone doesn't have any more comments, let's begin the film."

I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! I wanted to put a bit of Christine and Erik interaction in this one as well! What's a chapter without this, amiright? lol Anyways, I should have two more chapters coming up this week so stay tuned and make sure to follow and fave this story to get the updates!