A/N: Hi… I kinda forgot about this story and I also didn't think that anyone wanted to read it. I thought I would try again though and see what would happen… so if you like this story you HAVE to let me know or else I will discontinue it. Thanks!

Think of Me and a Mysterious Voice scene

Meg leads out a dazed looking Christine who looks around confused.

Meg: I know she's a bit slow on the uptake but she has a lovely voice!

Conductor: Well let's start at the top then Christine all right?

Christine: From the top of where?

Conductor: The song!

Christine: Which one?

Conductor: The one that is labeled THINK OF ME and that Carlotta is supposed to sing!

Christine: Well then why isn't she singing it if it's her song?

Conductor: Because she quit!

Christine: Who quit?

Conductor: (screams in frustration) JUST SING IT!

Christine shrugs and waits for the opening of the song.

Christine: (In a beautiful and enchanting voice)

Think of me… think of me fondly when we say good bye

Remember me… once in a while please promise me you'll try

When you find that once again you long to take your heart back and be free

If you ever find a moment spare a thought for me

(The others stare at her in awe. The crowd for the play comes in and begin to applaud. Christine's slave outfit has magically changed into a lovely dress and she continues to sing)

We never said our love was evergreen or as unchanging as the sea

But if you can still remember stop and think of me

Think of all the things we've said and seen

Don't think about the way things might have been

Think of me… think of me waking silent and resigned

Imagine me trying too hard to put you from my mind

Recall those days

Look back on all those times

Think of the things we'll never do

There will never be a day when I won't think of you

(Crowd applauds and Christine stands with a bright smile but overall blank look)

Raoul: (drooling over Christine's looks) (remembers her as a girl that he once saw as a child)

Can it be… can it be Christine? (cheers along with the others a little too enthusiastically) (lacking inspiration and creativity Raoul sings to the tune that Christine was singing to)

What a change, you're really not a bit

The gawkish girl that once you were

She may not remember me but I remember her (gives his hair a quick flip and smiles)

Christine begins to sing again

Christine:

Flowers change the fruit of summer change

They have their seasons so do we

But please promise me that sometimes you will think…

Oooooooooooooooooof me!

The crowd applauds loudly. Christine looks rather dazed again as Madame Giry pulls her off stage. Suddenly Christine finds herself in some sort of dark room. She gropes for a match and then lights a conveniently placed candle for light.

Meg: (begins to sing)

Where in the world have you been hiding?

Christine: (cutting her off) What were you saying Meg?

Meg: I was complementing on your performance!

Christine: Which performance was that?

Meg: You're lucky that you're pretty and have a nice voice… otherwise you would be lost in this world.

Christine: (was playing with a lock of her hair and giggling madly) Sorry were you saying something Meg?

Meg: …

Christine: Hey have you ever heard someone talking to you but there was nothing there?

Meg: Oh so there is someone up there in that head of yours! In case you were wondering that would be called a conscious… listen to it!

Christine: (suddenly very serious) Not that kind of voice Meg. There's a voice in my dressing room and he taught me to sing… he claims he's my father which I suppose could be possible…

Meg: Don't speak of such things! You will bring the Phantom on us for sure!

Neither of them thinks that maybe the voice and the Phantom could be one and the same.

The Mirror Scene

Madame Giry helps Christine into her dressing room.

MG: You did wonderful tonight Christine… he is very pleased with you. (hands Christine a rose)

Christine: Who is?

MG: You are lucky that you are pretty and have a lovely voice… otherwise you would be lost in the world.

Christine: Funny I think I've heard that before…

MG suddenly leaves Christine alone in her room and Raoul enters.

Raoul: Hello Christine. (flashes a brilliant smile)

Christine: Oh it's you… has anyone said how cute you are?

Raoul: Why yes I get it all the time. (Strikes another pose) And you are very beautiful Christine…

Christine: (bubbly) Why thank you!

Raoul: Allow me to escort you to dinner.

Christine: Sure! Oh darn it all… I forgot…

Raoul: What? Is it another man? I'll kill him! (holds a rubber knife threateningly)

Christine: No it's the (ominous music) Angel of Music. The (ominous music) Angel of Music expects me here every Tuesday and Thursday at 8:00 sharp for singing lessons!

Raoul: Great I'll get my carriage for us! Meet me in five minutes! (leaves)

Christine shrugs and dresses for dinner. Suddenly she hears dramatic and slightly creepy music and puts on her "afraid" face.

Voice:

Insolent boy this slave of fashion

Basking in your glory

Ignorant fool this brave young suitor

Sharing in my triumph!

Christine: (somewhat confused as to what he's talking about decides to just wing it)

Angel I hear you speak I listen

Stay by my side guide me

Angel my soul was weak forgive me

Enter at last Master

Voice: (somewhat confused what she is talking about decides to just wing it)

Flattering child you shall know me

See why in shadows I hide

Look at your face in the mirror

I am there inside!

Christine: (somewhat confused as to what he's talking about decides to just wing it again)

Angel of Music guide and guardian

Grant to me your glory

Angel of Music hide no longer

Come to me strange Angel

Voice:

I am your Angel

Come to your Angel of Music

Raoul: (tries to open the door but fails) Who's is that voice? Who is that in there?

Voice: (looks at Christine as if to say "This is the guy that you want to leave me for?" and mouths "He's rather stupid!")

Christine: (smiles apologetically)

Voice: (somewhat louder this time)

I AM YOUR ANGEL

COME TO YOUR ANGEL OF MUSIC! (accenting the ANGEL OF MUSIC)

Raoul: Seriously who's there? I can't quite distinguish a name.

Christine walks up to the mirror, takes his out stretched hand and is yanked through the mirror. Just then Raoul realizes that he was turning the handle the wrong way the whole time and runs in the room too late.

Raoul: AAHHH! CHRISTINE IS GONE! (Meg walks by) Pretty girl… (walks off in a daze)