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Chapter Three
"Oh my god Chris, have you seen that new kid?" Meg whispered to Christine and she looked at her curiously and shrugged.
"No, why?" she said and quickly faced the front again; they were in third period maths and Christine was beginning to regret taking advanced. Their teacher was Mr Preece who was known for being tough, and mean.
"Hold on-I'll write it down" Meg whispered and pulled a scrap of paper from her notebook and began to scrawl furiously. Christine sighed; Meg was always getting into a fluster about nothing.
She scrunched up the piece of paper carefully and passed it to Christine under the desk as Mr Preece rambled on about further trigonometry equations, frantically writing mathematical equations across the white board. Christine unwrapped the note and read it carefully on her lap:
Okay so there's this new kid, he's like a total freak and wears this mask thing-it's like black and covers the right side of his face, not even a hole for his right eye which I find really creepy if I must say. Anyway the point is Brendan went up to him with his mates to see why the fuck he wears the stupid thing. I mean what is he? Zorro? Anyhoo this kid, Eric I think, just throws a punch at Brendan's face; jut like that. Brendan is like in sickbay with an icepack to his black eye. The nerve of that kid. I mean it's not like he's terribly buff-he's a skinny shrimpy thing, thinner than you and you're an anorexic slut. Just joking but the point is we ought to get him back. How about it?
Christine sighed and suddenly remembered that new kid in music that morning; he wore and mask and his name was Erik. He had been so rude but she guessed he was nervous, joining a new school and all.
And she knew Brendan would not have been too polite to him; she always kept her feelings about Brendan hidden from Meg but truthfully she thought he was an ass. She pulled out another piece of paper from her notebook and began to write:
Are you sure Brendan wasn't picking on him, you know like provoking him? He seemed very shy in music this morning; hardly said a word let alone punching people for no good reason.
She was just about to give it to Meg when he heard Mr Preece clear his throat and she looked up at him; standing right in front of her. She gulped and he held out his hand which she placed the note in.
"I'm disappointed Daaé, I thought you would begin to take our work seriously this year. It seems I was mistaken. Detention this Thursday afternoon" he said and the class giggled as she rolled her eyes; not again.
Meg gave her an apologetic look and Christine kicked her under the desk and for the rest of the class she worked silently, determined to let Meg know she was angry. Her singing lessons were on Thursday afternoons and now she had to cancel her first one of the term. She hated missing them.
"So girls; how was your first day back?" Anne asked happily as she dumped her things on the long kitchen bench, Christine and Meg having collapsed upon the couch to watch cartoons an hour earlier when they arrived home at four.
"Not that good" Meg sighed and Christine hit Meg over the head. Meg looked at her angrily and Christine pulled a face "Christine wants me to tell you that I got her in trouble by accident and she has to go to a Thursday afternoon detention. She's pissed at me and hasn't spoken to me all day-tell her to pull the stick out of her ass mum" Meg whined and Anne raised an eyebrow.
"I don't want to know about any of these sticks Marguerite Louise Giry. Christine that's your singing lesson isn't it?" Anne said exasperatedly and Christine nodded angrily.
"That's why she's so pissed mum, because she misses her singing lesson. I didn't mean to get her in trouble" Meg whined and Anne shook her head as Christine poked her tongue out at Meg.
"You girls work it out yourselves, I need a lie down before those classes begin tonight" Anne sighed and left the room as Christine threw a cushion at Meg who shot her a look of loathing.
"Bite me Chris"
Christine continued the next couple days talking to Raoul on msn and through text messages. Meg teased her about his name and Christine just shot her a look of glowing happiness that a girl only had when she knew she had a boy chasing after her.
///De Chagny…:P/// says:
Hey gorguz
One Day I'll Fly Away says:
Hello you…
///De Chagny…:P/// says:
How r u Chris?
One Day I'll Fly Away says:
Oh fine, wbu?
///De Chagny…:P/// says:
I'm always good when I talk to you Little Lotte…
One Day I'll Fly Away says:
You remembered!
///De Chagny…:P/// says:
How could I forget Lotte?
One Day I'll Fly Away says:
: $ Do you remember that summer?
///De Chagny…:P/// says:
Your father teaching me to play the violin
One Day I'll Fly Away says:
God I still have the nightmares-you were so bad it sounded like a cat committing suicide.
///De Chagny…:P/// says:
Yeh well you weren't the best of singers.
One Day I'll Fly Away says:
Oy!
///De Chagny…:P/// says:
What? You weren't!
One Day I'll Fly Away says:
I'll have you know I am the lead soprano in all the choirs…when Carlotta isn't around that is.
One Day I'll Fly Away has offered to send a voice clip: Click here to download. Cancel.
///De Chagny…:P/// has accepted voiceclip.
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///De Chagny…:P/// says:
There, I'm downloading it. Now lets see if you're really as good as you say…What song are you singing?
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One Day I'll Fly Away says:
One I wrote myself; Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again. I dedicated it to my father…
///De Chagny…:P/// says:
Oh…I'm sorry.
One Day I'll Fly Away says:
Don't be-it was an accident.
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///De Chagny…:P/// says:
I'm still sorry-a girl like you doesn't deserve to be orphaned.
One Day I'll Fly Away says:
Thanks, that means a lot
///De Chagny…:P/// says:
So what you up to tomorrow night?
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One Day I'll Fly Away says:
I've got a stupid fcking detention. I miss out on my singing lesson
///De Chagny…:P/// says:
ohhhh…what about Friday?
One Day I'll Fly Away says:
I'm free that night-no drama, no music and no detentions. Its my only night of freedom in the week
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///De Chagny…:P/// says:
Well would you like to go see a movie with me?
One Day I'll Fly Away says:
I'd love to
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///De Chagny…:P/// says:
What movie you wanna see?
One Day I'll Fly Away says:
The new James Bond one?
///De Chagny…:P/// says:
Sure thing-want to go to dinner afterwards
One Day I'll Fly Away says:
Ok
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///De Chagny…:P/// says:
Okay, um, meet you at Castle Towers outside the piazza cinemas at 6:00 pm?
One Day I'll Fly Away says:
Okay :$
Download complete///De Chagny…:P/// says:
Hold on a second-listening to song…
One Day I'll Fly Away says:
okay…
///De Chagny…:P/// says:
…:O
One Day I'll Fly Away says:
is it that bad?
///De Chagny…:P/// says:
Hahahahahaha
One Day I'll Fly Away says:
Oh god…
///De Chagny…:P/// says:
You suggested that it was bad? That made me laugh-a lot.
One Day I'll Fly Away says:
Huh?
///De Chagny…:P/// says:
You sound like an angel Christine
One Day I'll Fly Away says:
///De Chagny…:P/// says:
Who taught you? Was it your fathers mysterious 'Angel of Music'?
One Day I'll Fly Away says:
Haha now it's my turn to laugh. I don't believe in those fairytales anymore Raoul, I'm not a complete ninny. It's been a lot of hard work over the years, practicing like nuts. I'm determined to get an offer from a theatre company like 'Opera Australia' or perhaps in musicals, like in West End London.
///De Chagny…:P/// says:
You deserve it-wait! Did you actually write that song?
One Day I'll Fly Away says:
Yeh-why?
///De Chagny…:P/// says:
And you got the orchestra to play it?
One Day I'll Fly Away says:
Yeah-I wrote the whole orchestrated part as well. I love composition; it's so much better than singing other peoples work.
///De Chagny…:P/// says:
Shit! I g2g
One Day I'll Fly Away says:
Oh
///De Chagny…:P/// says:
Yeh sorry-I was cooking dinner and popped on msn quickly-shit I can smell smoke!
One Day I'll Fly Away says:
Oh my god…
One Day I'll Fly Away says:
Wait-don't you guys like have a maid to cook for you or something?
///De Chagny…:P/// says:
Hah as if Chris. We may be rich but were not snobby like that. We can look after ourselves
One Day I'll Fly Away says:
I'm going to remind you; look after yourself? You just burnt dinner
///De Chagny…:P/// says:
Shut up!
One Day I'll Fly Away says:
No: P
///De Chagny…:P/// says:
G2g xx
One Day I'll Fly Away says:
Bye xox
///De Chagny…:P/// may not reply as he or she appears to be offline.
One Day I'll Fly Away has left the conversation.
Christine sat chewing her pink bubblegum into a wad as she listened to Led Zeppelin on her new black video ipod. She was sitting outside the detention room waiting for the teacher to arrive and allow them inside. She gazed at the others around her, similarly waiting for the teacher, all with ipods glued in their ears.
She popped another meaningless bubble of pink gum and her eyes widened as she saw the new kid, Erik, approaching. She rose one eyebrow at him as he sat down next to her with all the others waiting for their late teacher. She pulled out his ipod earphones and her own.
"First week and you're already on detention?" she said incredulously though she knew it was probably because of his fight with Brendan. He nodded and put his earphone back in, determined to be unfriendly.
She popped another bubble of pink gum, listening to Led Zeppelin's Since I've been loving you, as Erik flicked through his playlists; the both of them completely unaware to the fact that they were listening to the same song, both their favourite.
The supervision teacher arrived; Mr Withall. He forced them to spit out their gum and put away their ipods as they prepared for an hour of complete and utter boredom.
As Christine sat staring straight ahead she felt someone tap her; Sergei Koslov was passing a note to her under the table and she sighed and read it.
Party at my house not this Saturday but, like, the next Saturday night? 7pm till you drop basically. The whole of, like, year eleven is, like, invited basically. Be there and, like, bring drinks.
-Sergei
She sighed; he was constantly having huge roaring parties filled with drug taking, drinking, sex and violence. She couldn't stand them most of the time but Meg and Jammes always dragged her there. She was sure they would this time and the next as well.
I guess
Chris
She passed it back to him and he winked at her; he was attractive and always was trying to hit on her. But all she could think of was Raoul.