Disclaimer: I do not own Phantom of the Opera
A/N: So, how did CT do? Gotta love her… Anyway, so are you ready for my next chapter? Didn't think so…
Chapter 11:
"No, she was only faking her pregnancy so that Erik would fall for her. I was the one who was really pregnant."
"AHHHH!" Erik awoke from his dream, screaming. He looked around. Everything was normal. There were no fighting phan girls to be seen, no babies that could be his.
"Whew," Erik released a sigh of relief the plopped back and went back to sleep.
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Erik slipped through the door just as the bell rang. He had granted permission to Megan so she could teach a class on anime, and he was curious about the class.
"Okay, can someone come up and point out Japan?" she asked the class.
"Oh! I can!" Raoul cried. He ran up to the map at the front of the room and proudly pointed… to the wrong place.
"No, that's California," Megan told him patiently.
"But I thought this was California," he answered, pointing to another spot.
"No, that's Australia."
"But I thought this was Australia."
"No, that's Texas."
"Really?" Raoul asked, suddenly clad in a cowboy hat and boots.
"Yes, it really is Texas. I think I would know where Texas was since I, oh, I don't know, LIVE THERE!"
"Whatever," Raoul shrugged and walked back to his seat.
"Okay," Erik declared, exasperated, "I'm taking this class over!"
"Back off Edward!" Megan cried.
"It's ERIK!" all of the phan girls cried.
"Whatever…"
"So you like Japan?" Raoul asked Megan, innocently blinking.
"No duh, moron," she replied.
"Is this Japanese?" he asked, holding out a fortune cookie.
"No, that's Chinese," Elise replied.
"Actually," Megan corrected, "It's Californian."
"Is this Japanese?" Raoul asked, holding up a pizza.
"No, that's New York."
"But I thought it was Italian…" Raoul was confused.
"Then why did you say it was Japanese?"
Raoul shrugged and threw the "foreign object" behind him. Half of it landed on Erik's face, and the other half landed on his desk. Megan picked up a slice and began munching happily on it.
"Do you have any idea where that's been?" Jordan asked.
"Nope, and I don't care," Megan replied. "How are you passing your classes, Raoul?"
"Easy," and with that, he produced his report card.
"You got all A's?" Megan asked skeptically. Raoul nodded as Megan continued to examine the paper more closely. "Wait," she cried, "this is my report card. Where did you get it?"
"I didn't go through your sock drawer…" Raoul rocked on his heels.
Megan, being extremely creeped out, reached for the nearest punjab. Unfortunately, the nearest punjab was Erik's.
"Give that BACK!" Erik cried. "You're not fit to punjab the fop." After giving her a disgusted look, he stalked out of the room.
"Rude much, Edward?"
"It's ERIK!"
"Whatever," Megan flipped a strand of her short brown hair and grabbed Raoul's real report card from him.
"D F D C F F… A? How did you get an A in… home ec?"
"I like to bake," Raoul explained, pulling a tray of piping hot cookies from out of thin air, where everything in this story seems to come from.
Megan picked one up and, after examining it, took a bite. "Mmm… Sugar, my favorite."
"Really?" Raoul asked. "I had noooo idea."
"Stalker!" Megan cried, twirling around and running for the nearest exit- a freshly Windex-ed window. "Ouch!" she exclaimed after running into the window.
"Haha!" Erik laughed.
"Shut up, Edward!"
"It's ERIK!"
"Whatever, I don't really care," she replied rubbing her forehead and storming off.
"Now who will teach the anime course?" dark-hearted rose asked.
"I don't know," Erik answered. Which was okay, since at that moment, Christine walked in, wearing a surprisingly modern outfit.
"Whoa," Jordan cried, pointing, "you look like a tomboy, Christine!" Which was weird, since Christine had also appeared by Jordan's side. "Ah! There are TWO of you!" Jordan sobbed.
"No, silly," Christine- at least, someone who looked like Christine- said. "There's only one me. This is my cousin, Evangeline Daae."
"Wow!" Erik's eye practically popped out of his head when he saw her.
"Hey!" Christine slapped Erik upside the head. "Aren't you supposed to be in love with me?"
"Yeah, but look at her!"
"Hmph!" Christine stalked out of the room, leaving Erik alone with Evangeline and about fifty other phan girls.
Evangeline, feeling awkward, ran off after hoer cousin, leaving Erik alone with the fifty phan girls.
A/N: Erm, let's just leave out the next part, mmk?
More A/N: Okay, so it took FOREVER, and it's not really as much as I would have liked to write, but at least I have something, right?
Even more A/N: Next week (or next post, whenever that may be) on Phantom Academy:
Erik gets a make-over? Eek! That's going to be fun to write. Until then…