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Chapter 5

I practically floated out of the choir room. The class had been a blur, my thoughts completely consumed with Phantom. I hurried to my locker and began collecting my thing. A snotty voice interrupted my work; "Still into that crap, are you?". I turn to see Charlotte behind me, a look of disgust on her face as she saw the pictures that decorated my locker. " Yes Charlotte, I am." I returned coolly, trying not let her rub me the wrong way. "I don't see why you like it," She continued "It's old lady music" I stuff my books in my bag. I pivot to face her "No it isn't, Charlotte. It's art. Complete, beautiful, amazing art. You're just to cheap to appreciate it." I slam the door and head out to find Maggie.

I find her across the hall, her hand still in her locker, gaping at me. She light up as she saw me. "Way to go, sister!" She cheered as she high-fived me. I giggled "Thanks. I'm so sick of her crap." "Well, I'm proud of you" She smiled, but then stifled a yawn. "Let's head home" We headed for the parking lot and chatted about our day as we drove home. I dropped Maggie off at her house, promising to text her when I got home. I remembered Ramin's album was still in my CD player, so I eagerly turned it on. His warm, delicious voice made me feel better about my day. As I turned in my driveway, my phone rang. I turned the car off before answering it. It was my boss, Ryan, letting me know he didn't need me at the cafe today. I let out a sigh of relief, happy to have some time to relax. I went into the house and changed to into a comfy pair of sweat pants and a cotton top. I flopped onto my bed, my thoughts returning to my dream. I smiled sadly, wishing I had someone to love like I loved the Phantom in my dream. I just wished I had somebody.

I felt like I was going to doze off a bit, so I decided to text my mom, telling her I had gotten off my shift. She probably left for work an hour ago. I lept off my bed and popped Phantom 25th into my DVD player and turned the volume on softly. I snuggled in bed, letting Phantom lull me to sleep.

I woke around 4:30, just in time to catch the end of Phantom, although I had the finale memorized. I finished watching in, tears in my eyes as always. I turned it off, and started on homework, refreshed from my nap. For the next hour I confused myself with Pre-Calculus and Government. Afterward, I decided to order take out because I was way to tired to fix something. I watched T.V. as I ate, but once again I felt lonely. So I took a shower and popped in Les Miserables 25th, again drooling over Ramin and getting shivers as he belted out "FREEDOM" during the finale of Act One. Talk about swooning! I couldn't make through all of the show, so I decided to head to bed. Before I turned in, my phone buzzed. It was a number I didn't know. I answered it, not sure what to expect.

"Hello?" "Hi there, Kirsten, this is Ms. Admick. I'm so sorry to call you so late" "Hi Ms. Amick, it's fine. Um..do you need something?" "Actually dear, I just wanted to call you and tell you I was called by a gentleman today. His name is Erick Donovan. He's a voice teacher and inquired about you, saying he saw you at one of the school competitions and said you had great vocal promise. He's willing to give you free lessons." I was stunned and suddenly excited. Oh my word! "It sounds amazing, Ms. Admick! How can I contact him?" "I'll give you his number tomorrow." "Thank you! I'll see you tomorrow." I said. "You're welcome, dear. Have a good evening" We bid our goodbyes an hung up. I sat in the darkness, thinking about our conversation. A man named Erik? A vocal teacher? I smiled to myself. I sang into the night "He's there, the Phantom of the Opera..." and let the notes linger in the night air. Soon sleep consumed me, promising rest before another day.

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