Christine awoke with a start, creeping down to the secret room, where she had her singing lessons, for the past four years, she was now almost seventeen, her birthday was due in a few days, and she hadn't seen Raoul since he went to America to go to another school. In the room she saw a note and a single rose with a black ribbon around it.

"Happy Birthday, my Christine, I knew you would come"

She picked up the rose and smelled, it was an early birthday present, she needed it too, she just had a day of Charlotte asking if her parents were getting her anything, over and over again.
Christine smiled, ever since that night where she heard the voice, she felt drawn to it, she never saw the face, or the body, she hoped it was her father that was training her, anytime she heard the voice her pain had left, the pain she had been trying to ignore, left ever since she found out that her father was still there.
In the morning she woke up late, Mel was at the door.
"Christine, we have new managers and a new patron, he was the son of the old manager, look, there they are"
Christine looked over at where Mel pointed; she gasped.
"It's Raoul!"
"Who?"
"Before my father left, we were friends, I sort of fancied him"
"I can understand why"
Raoul came up and walked past, out of the building
"I knew he wouldn't remember me, I just knew it" Christine looked upset, Raoul really understood her pain, he was like a second father to him, although Christine did not seem like a sister.
"He didn't see you"
The managers looked up and pointed at Christine
"Who's she, quite pretty isn't she"
Mrs Grey came up, "that's Christine Daves, orphan, very talented, I see her as my second daughter"
Charlotte, the leading lady stormed up.
"I am not wanting new managers, I want new pay, more pay, my own dorm, or, I leave!"
the new managers shrugged they heard all about charlotte and her moods, "Fine" they said expecting her to cave and stay, but she screamed and stormed out.
"Brilliant" Mr Adler, one of the managers said "we have no lead at all"
"Christine could sing it" Mrs Grey put in;
Christine was thrust into the spotlight.
"Sing, girl, sing remember me"
Christine took a breath
"Remember me
Once we leave
I'll remember you
don't forget me
as I wont forget you
I'll think of you
everyday
just think of me
sometimes
I know, you may forget me
I hope you don't regret me
years from now
we'll look back and remember this song
and I know I loved you
and that you loved me!"

She looked round the cast was staring, sudden applause came. Mel ran up "Christine, wow, you are so good. Where did you learn it?"
"Follow me"

"Christine where are we going"
"Just follow Mel, okay, I need you to see"
Christine led Mel into the chapel and then into the secret room where she heard the phantom's voice.
"I come in here to remember my father, and to get guidance from him, Mel, whenever I come in here to remember him, he gives me singing lessons"
"Who does?"
"My father, he's come back to me, as the angel of music, like he said he would"
"Christine, opening night is tonight, you really must practice."
"I don't need to, I know my father, Mel, he's already taught me all of the songs, I hear him at night too, before I fall asleep"
"Are you sure your not dreaming his voice, Christine, you hardly had time to grieve, it's been four years and you barely cried at all after the day you found out he died, it may be your brain protecting you from what really happened"
"Mel, I know he's dead, I know it's okay, I also know that he's come back to me, as a ghost, as music, his most beloved thing, apart from me"
"I'm sorry, Christine. You are really good at singing, so did Raoul always look that cute"
"Yeah, of course, I wonder if he liked me"
A bell sounded in the distance
"Well that's the end of today's work, lets go by the fountain, raced ya!"
Christine giggled "Mel we are still in costume, we need to get changed, we'll be killed if we get these wet"
Hours later Christine, twiddled with her earrings; she was about to go on stage, it was her final act, a solo with only her on stage, she stepped on to a whole lot of applause.
"Remember me
Once we leave
I'll remember you
Don't forget me
As I wont forget you
I'll think of you
Everyday
Just think of me
Sometimes"
Raoul, suddenly remembered, it had been bugging him all performance, he knew he knew her, it was Christine, he suddenly clapped harder as Christine carried on singing
"I know, you may forget me
I hope you don't regret me
Years from now
We'll look back and remember this song
And I know I loved you
And that you loved me!"

The performance had ended, after several encores, Christine and Mel were twirling about in the dressing room that had once belonged to Charlotte, after a while, Mel got called out outside. Raoul walked in.

"Little Lottie, what does she love most,

Stories or Dolls

Or Ponies"

Christine smiled and walked up to give him a hug.

"You remembered, didn't you just love those stories?"

"Yes, and those attic picnics"

They sat there reminiscing and chatting about the stories the had been told

"And, now, Chrissie, if you want to of course, we eat"

"Raoul, I cant, the angel is very strict"

"Oh come on" he said playfully, and softly pulled one her curls straight and let it go."

"Okay, then, but I chose where we eat, now go and get your car, I need to get changed"

She smiled and blushed as he left. She grabbed her favourite outfit and quickly got changed she was bout to leave.

"Who is this boy,

The fashion slave

Stealing your glory,

Stupid fool,

He thinks you like him,

He does not know true beauty"

It was him, the Phantom, the Angel of Music. Something clicked in Christine's mind, this wasn't her father, this was some one sent by her father.

"Please forgive me

Faceless tutor,

Don't leave me, master

Angel my soul was weak

Forgive me,

Tell me of true beauty"

"Don't be alarmed dear Christine

You shall see me now

Look right into the mirror

It is me you see"