Sooo today was the last day of school and finals for me which means I will be able to update way more often from now on since summer is here. Also thank yall who reviewed last chapter I really appreciated it; you are all supper amazing angels! Hope you enjoy this chapter! :D

Christine POV

The last two days had been wonderful. I feel as though Meg and I have bonded immensely. Also, Madam Giry has taught me so much about dancing, even though I found it difficult, I really did enjoy it. I was actually looking forward to my first dance rehearsal. Meg has been telling me all about how much fun I will have.

Sadly though I haven't seen much of my angel, we have had our lessons at six but he never invited me back to his home and I didn't pry. Maybe he thought I was an awful burden last time. Or maybe he has other musicians to help...what if someone was staying in my room!? I felt my muscles tense at that thought. He is my angel and my teacher! But I knew I had no control over him and I would just have to accept some things. Besides, who am I to believe I'm special enough to occupy all of the Angels time?

It was early morning, only a few minutes until we were all expected to get up to ready ourselves for the first dance rehearsal of the upcoming show. My heart beat fast with eagerness just thinking about finally getting to dance with a group. Madam Giry even said she'd keep helping me privately with the dance to make sure my progress never stopped.

Then I heard the door to our room open and a cane tap the floor three times. I looked over to see Madam Giry dressed in all black with braids wrapped around her head.

"Come on girls, you all must get up. I hope you enjoyed your small break between shows but we must get back to work now. Get dressed; everyone."

Once she left all the girls turned about in the beds but only a few got up. I sat up in my bed and watched, taking in how all the girls acted. Some moaned and some just lay there as still as a rock.

"Come on everyone! We get to learn the new dance today; it'll be fun so get up!" Meg pranced around the room as she said this and shook every girl still in bed. Then once she got to my bed she grabbed my hand and pulled me out of it to drag me to a dresser her and I now shared.

"Here Christine, you can have this leotard, it looks like it'll fit you perfectly! Oh, and this skirt will look great when you dance in it!" She put the clothes in my arms before I could say anything, I just smiled wide.

"I will go through my clothes later today and take some things out of my drawers and put them in yours!" In the dresser we shared, the top two drawers were Meg's and the bottom two were mine and then we both had a small trunk for our possessions.

"Thanks Meg, but really, you don't have too."

"Yes I do silly! I'm your sister! "We both just giggled as she said that. It felt wonderful having a sister

Once we were all dressed and on the stage we all stretched, getting ourselves warmed up and ready to begin. I wasn't as flexible as Meg and the other girls yet but I knew in time I would be able to do everything they did.

"Alright girls shall we begin? Make sure you all pay close attention; we don't have much time to learn the dance because I would like to use the majority of the time perfecting it for the opening night in three weeks. "Madam Giry said in a strict voice. She then showed us all where we would stand, and who would do what. My part in the dance was not as difficult as Meg's or some of the other girls' but I was just thrilled I wasn't looking like a fool! After several hours of dancing and short breaks had passed Madam Giry finally dismissed us and Meg and I hurried to get dressed and wander the streets of Paris.

"Christine, I know where we could go! There is this patch if land behind the opera house that has a small pond with ducks, and there are so many pretty flowers there! We could go walk around there and talk some!" Meg sounded as if she was going to explode with excitement as she said this on our way out of the opera house doors.

"Sure Meg, that sounds wonderful!" I couldn't suppress a smile, I really loved being with Meg. She always allowed me to forget about anything that was troubling my mind, and she helped me to only remember the good things about my papa. She never once begged to know how he died or any of the sad things that lingered in my mind about his death.

Once we made our way through some trees and bushes to the piece of land, we sat down at the edge of the pond she spoke about and watched the ducks swim around. You could still see the Opera House from where we were at but it was smaller and not as clear due to the distance between us and it. It was evident we were away from the sight of anybody around the Opera House.

"So the other day I saw you and this handsome patron talking. You walked off with him, would you like to share details? I would love to know!" I could hear the intense interest in Meg's voice and her eyebrows subtly hinted the thoughts in her mind as she nudged my elbow when she said this.

"It's nothing Meg; he is just a childhood friend I hadn't seen in a while."

"Oh, please tell me more! I want to know as much about your childhood as I can! After all, since we are practically sisters, I should know more about you anyways." I felt flutters of happiness when Meg said this, causing warm memories to flood back into my mind.

"Well Raoul, the patron I was with, used to take violin lessons from my father. He never did become all that great but I think he enjoyed it. Raoul and I also used to play on the beach together and tell each other stories. I remember one time when he was at the house where Papa and I used to live, it started to rain really hard and so he had to stay with us for the night. Papa played violin for us as Raoul and I fell asleep by the fire. That's one of my favorite memories of him, we were such good friends."

"Christine, he is obviously into you as more than a friend now, you should go for it!"Meg's eyebrows were becoming relentless at persuasive expressions and she nudged me some more.

"I'm not sure Meg...he's changed. Something about him is just different. He's not the same little boy he used to be."

"What's different?"

"I'm not sure. Maybe we both have just grown up and drifted apart. Or maybe it's just me."

"Oh I'm sure it's just because the two of you haven't talked in a while. If I were you I'd, give it some time and try to get to know him. He couldn't have changed too much I'm sure."

"Alright Meg, I might give it a shot." Maybe it would be good to get to know him again, it would be nice to have another friend when all of my past life has disappeared with my father's death; but more than a friend...probably not.

"Meg," I said after a moment of silence just listening to birds and the occasional fish jump.

"Yes Christine?"

"Why don't you tell me a little about your childhood and how you got here as a dancer? You've heard so much about me."

"Hmmm well, when I was younger my parents and I lived in a small house on the outskirts of Paris. My mom had just retired from being an accomplished ballerina so she could raise me while my father worked. My father built mansions for rich people. He was in charge of all the projects that were built. I would always feel so proud when my father used to take me to see some of the building sights that were still in progress when nobody was there."

"Oh that sounds delightful! One day you should take me along to see one of the houses that are being built by your father!" After I said that Meg took a deep breath and looked like she was trying to capture all the bravery she had.

"Christine, my father doesn't build houses any more...he died when I was younger." Meg looked down at the ground and started fidgeting with a piece of grass she picked from the ground.

"One day mama and I were playing with some of my dolls while waiting for my father to come home so we could eat dinner. We noticed it was a little later than when he normally came home but it didn't worry us too much since occasionally he would be running late due to small complications in a project. Later that night there was a knock on our door so mother got up to answer it thinking father forgot his house keys. But when she opened it there was a tall man with dirty clothes that were torn. I peeked around the corner to hear what he was saying. He told my mama that father was in an accident and was at the doctors. He said my father got hit buy some large stones that fell from a wagon a horse was dragging. The horse got spooked and caused a lot of other damage too. My father died later that night." It was silent once Meg finished speaking and I watched a small tear make its way down her cheek. I could tell she was suppressing most of her emotions.

"After that we became low on money so my mama sold our house and brought us here. I was about nine then." I didn't say anything after she spoke, instead I just pulled Meg into a hug and I fought to keep myself from crying.

After that moment Meg and I practically became inseparable. We both suffered losses in our lives and our fathers no longer being with us caused us to have a connection that I had never shared with anyone. We were closer than sisters.

Raoul POV

I had worked extra hard this morning on perfecting my appearance. I was planning on coaxing Christine into dinner tonight. I would take her to a really nice place that would be expensive for the average person. But I wanted to make a point; one that would show her how grand I really was. I wanted her to see how worthy I was of her and let her fall in love with my charm and good looks. This would be the first step in getting closer to her.

I had just finished some business with the managers and was now sitting in my box at the Opera Populaire that was given to my brother and me for our patronage and I was watching the dancers rehearse for the next show. They all looked very stunning but none in comparison to when I saw Christine at the breakfast.

Madam Giry was clapping the beat as the dancers made their first attempts at the new dance they had just learned. Then I saw her; Christine was a dancer? I imagined she would be in the chorus considering during childhood she was an outstanding singer. But she looked like a great dancer as well. In fact I think I liked her better as a dancer. The way the skimpy outfit hugged her curves and flowed as she twirled. I had also only seen those legs as child, and then I didn't have much appreciation for the opposite sex in that way.

I could feel desire building up again in the inside of my body. I longed to already have Christine as mine. Being alone, I didn't try to hide it. Instead I even provoked it.

Once Madam Giry had released the girls from the rehearsal, I watched Christine walk off with a blonde girl. I decided that that was a good time to make sure all of my plans for Christine were in place and ready.

After getting finished with checking the dinner reservations and other things I started to make my way back to the Opera House. When I was just about to walk up the steps of the huge building I saw Christine and decided to act then. So I approached her after collecting up as much confidence I could find and straightening my coat.

"Good evening ladies" I said as both Christine and her friend turned around to see me. I noticed that her blonde friend she was with blushed when she saw me.

"Good evening Raoul." Christine replied with a small hint of confusion on her face. There was a short pause until Christine spoke up again.

"This is Meg; she's a close friend of mine." She put her hand on the girls shoulder while introducing her.

"Nice to meet you Meg, I'm Raoul." I shook her hand softly and looked into her eyes with a charming smile.

"And you as well." Meg said this as her cheeks reddened. After that I returned my attention to Christine and continued with my plan.

"I have reservations at a nice restaurant tonight and I was wondering if you'd like to dine with me."

The two girls looked at each other and Meg smiled at Christine with raised eyebrows then whispered something I couldn't understand.

Christine hesitated a moment before answering me.

"Uh, sure Raoul. I would love to go eat with you." She barely made out a faint smile when she spoke. It was obvious she was being shy.

"Great then I will meet you by the stairs in the lobby of the Opera House. Be ready at five?" I was mad that it came out in a question. I didn't want to leave an opportunity for her to say no to me.

"Sure Raoul." Christine seemed almost like she was in a hurry to walk away. Maybe she had something to do before we ate…perhaps even get herself ready. Women do take a while to get ready; especially when trying to impress someone like myself.

When we parted ways I heard Meg giggle and mummer things to Christine. I felt a small sense of accomplishment after hearing Christine accept my invitation. I also could tell though that I had captured her friend's heart…if only Christine appeared that enthralled with me when I talked to her. I knew she would eventually though; she's just too shy to show it.

Erik POV

For the last two days I haven't brought Christine back down to my home under the Opera House. I've been too busy preparing for her return and dealing with uncooperative managers. Ever since the last and only time she spent the night in my home I had realized how unprepared I was for her. She had lack of food and clothing and I worried she felt uncomfortable. She was an angel that only deserved the best.

I had made more dresses, still not a lot but some and I was excited to see her in all of them since she had looked ravishing in the purple one I made for her. I had also prepared more singing lessons and stocked more food in my kitchen so she could eat. I was looking forward to her presence. I would invite her again tonight.

I decided that now, I would go to my box, number five, and keep a watchful eye on my angel. If Carlotta snapped at her again I would not be hesitant act this time as the Opera Ghost I was. I was also still planning my revenge on her and the ballet rats for framing Christine for stealing the dress.

Christine danced wonderfully, and her skirt flowed beautifully with her every move. She truly was talented. She had only been dancing for about two days and she outshined all the other girls at the rehearsal who had been dancing all their lives! She really was an angel from heaven. I felt my heart skip a beat just at the thought of taking her back down to my home for lessons.

I watched Christine leave with Meg and felt emptiness in my gut when they walked out of the opera house doors. I had to trust her to protect herself, which didn't set well with me but I knew she had been opening up more the last few days so maybe she was capable, for standing up for herself, at least with her friend with her. I could tell they gave each other confidence when they were together.

Until Christine's lesson at six I decided to go check on the managers and see how they were running my opera house. I had a letter that I needed to deliver to them as well.

Sooooooo I'm extremely sorry about the lack of Erik in this chapter. I wish I could have put him in more but I thought I needed to develop Meg and Christine's relationship more so the story would be better when it came to some suspenseful parts I have planned. And Im sorry if you feel like this story is moving a little slow…I'm really gonna try to kinda pick up the pace really soon once I get everything set up :) Also im sorry if there's some typos I kinda edited late at nighty but I didn't want to wait any longer to update, I hate leaving people hanging.

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