Omg thank you for the reviews

Moxxy: Thanks! And my story isn't exactly like the movie, but it's very similar. And I also suggest you watch the movie sometime. It is such an amazing movie.

Ashleyforever 13: haha yeah I'm sure you got the hint of who it is. Let's see if it's right ;)

LuvIsInTheAir4Clare: Don't worry I will be updating this quite often. I know how it is to have to wait a week for a new update. So I won't be doing that.

Btw. The song Clare and Jake sang in the last episode was Lies by Evanescence ( I don't own that song)

Disclaimer: I don't own Degrassi or The Phantom of the opera or any of the character's from either of them.

Note: Cindy is a lot like CeCe. I was going to make her CeCe, but it would make it weird in future chapters.

~ Clare's P.o.v ~

I was still standing there on the stage with the note in my hand. I could faintly hear everybody making sarcastic remarks like

'oh. You must be his next victim'

'Looks like the new girl is already in trouble. I knew her smile was too good to be true.'

I would usually defend myself and make a rude remark to people talking shit about me, but at this moment I could care less if they made a death threat towards me.

I needed to figure out who this was from. I need to find this Angel of Music my father told me about. I also need to figure out whose voice spoke to me last night.

It was so….. Sexy I guess. Something I've never felt before. It's like I wanted this person just from their voice. Of course it wouldn't be the first time I've felt a sexual need for someone. I've had bad nights with my mother and sister before…to the point where I needed to get away. There were always some guys at the bar that wouldn't think twice about getting with me. But this ….. Voice made me feel completely different than anybody else.

Once I was finally able to come back to reality Cindy gave me a look that I could go to bed. So I went to my now permanent bedroom and tried to fall asleep, but I couldn't. I remembered this room I found last night. I had to make my way to the main dressing room to get there though. So Once I made sure everybody's lights were off, I went to the main dressing room. Underneath the carpet there was a door. I opened it and climbed down the ladder. The room was so pretty. It had angels on the wall. A huge mirror up against the wall. And many candles. There was something that caught my eye though. Something that had me in tears. There was a picture of my father. But not an old picture. It was a much more recent picture of him. I finally understood what was down here. It was a memorial down here for my father. How did they get a new picture of him? I took this as a sign that I could ask my father questions down here and I would get some sort of sign from him.

I lit a candle and said a little prayer. Then I started to ask my father "who is this Angel of music? Will I meet him soon?" Nothing. I just sat there. Bam! I jumped. One of the candles lit on its own, and then all of them lit. This was a sign from my father.

"It's time my little angel" "Who's there?" I looked around. "Look towards the mirror" I slowly looked towards the mirror. The face. The face from my dreams. Only this time he had a mask covering both sides of his face. But his eyes were still visible. His beautiful pure green eyes. "Come here Clare. I need to wipe those tears off of your gorgeous face." He said with a smirk. God. I wanted to take him right here. And his voice it sounded so familiar. I can't put my tongue on it though. He put out his hand for me. I was hesitant, but eventually took it. He led me through a cave hallway. From there he put me on a black horse and guided it till we got to what looked like his room? Err I don't know what to call it.

I couldn't stop staring at him.

"I'm gorgeous I know. But you on the other hand are so beautiful it's – I'm not able to explain it. You have your father's eyes."

"You knew my father?"

"You've wanted to know who this Angel of Music is that he has ordered watch over you. Am I correct?"

I simply nodded yes.

"Well my angel. You're looking at him" he replied with another smirk. Oh my god. He needs to stop doing that before I take my dirty thoughts to the next level.

"You're my angel of music?"

"Well your father always had the idea I was this angel, but around this theatre I am the phantom. Hmmm I suppose they call me the phantom of the opera. I just get a kick out of scaring everybody here. Although I do apologize for my stunt on you earlier. I didn't mean to scare you. "

"It's quite alright. I'm not one to usually get scared. So you must've been scaring people for a while." I noticed him staring at me.

"I like your smile"

"thanks" I said blushing.

He then turned towards a piano. he then sat down and gave me a look to follow him.

"Alright. You have a big performance tomorrow. We better get started."

"Wait a minute. You're the voice inside my head. The one who was always there with me when my father worked on my vocals with me."

"I suppose you've had fantasies about me before. I remember you used to love this theatre as a little girl. I heard you don't remember it though." He looked disappointed.

"I want to remember it though. I just don't know how." He looked up at me with a big smirk on his face.

"I guess I'll have to remind you within time. "

"Let's get started. What's your first song?"

"Little Lion Man"(A/N:I don't own this song)

Weep for yourself, my man,
You'll never be what is in your heart
Weep Little Lion Man,
You're not as brave as you were at the start
Rate yourself and rake yourself,
Take all the courage you have left
Wasted on fixing all the problems
That you made in your own head

But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?
Didn't I, my...

Tremble for yourself, my man,
You know that you have seen this all before
Tremble Little Lion Man,
You'll never settle any of your scores
Your grace is wasted in your face,
Your boldness stands alone among the wreck
Now learn from your mother or else spend your days Biting your own neck

But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear? (x2)

Didn't I, my dear?

Ahhhhh...

But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear? (x2)

Didn't I, my dear?

He started singing with me and oh my god I got Goosebumps. He thinks I have the voice of an angel? What about himself?

"very good my dear."

"Can I ask you something?" I asked him

"I believe you just did" he smiled.

"Go ahead"

"Okay. Why do you wear that mask?"

"It's a fashion statement." He said.

I didn't buy it.

"Well than let me take it off so I can see your face." I said with attitude. I smirked.

He backed away into a corner when I raised my hands to take it off.

"N-n-n-o-o."

I slowly stood up and walked towards him. "I'm sorry. I won't do it again."

After he recovered from his panic attack he got up and put his hands around my waist and pulled me closer to him. Our faces were so close. I felt his breath on my face. It was so intoxicating. I slowly lifted my hand to his face, but I only touched the visible skin on his face. I didn't want him to freak out again. I figured he would take off the mask for me when he was ready.

"I think it's time for you to go back. You need sleep for your big debut tomorrow. My presence will be in box 5. You may be the only one to catch me in it though. And one more thing. You can't tell anyone about me or where I am. And I will hear if you do." He said seriously.

"I swear I won't. When will I get to come back and see you?"

"Soon my dear. Soon"

"Whenever the mirror is open you are welcome. But only you."

"I will check for the mirror" I smiled once more. We were staring into each other's eyes. I got lost in his green emeralds. I then heard a door close and snapped out of it.

"I must go" And I ran out to the horse and had it guide me back to the mirror.

I made on more prayer for my father before I left to my bedroom. I was lying in my bed when the Phantom's face appeared in my mind. His eyes and his voice. He seemed so familiar as if I've met him before. I guess it's just because of my dreams of him. I then drifted off into a deep sleep where I dreamt of my phantom of course.

So so it's pretty obvious who the phantom .what's going to happen please :)