Lottie's POV

Once I got home I went straight to my room. My mom and dad were out of town for a week so I had to stay home by myself. I through my backpack in the corner and fell on my bed. I hummed a tune for a moment then thought about what Natty said to me.

One of the p-prettiest girls. I laughed, yeah right like I could be pretty. Pretty ugly, I concluded. I walked toward my mirror and starred inside for a moment. How could a hideous thing like me be pretty? I glided my hand across the mirror and began to hum my tune again.

I loved that mirror even though it made me see what a hideous monster I was. I asked my mom so many time before she finally caved. I was determined to have a mirror just like the one Christine had in her dressing room. I often sat in front of it and day dreamed that the Phantom would lead me down a dark path into his lair.

"Dream on." I told myself time and time again. The fact that my room was basically the basement level of the house didn't help my dreams either. I decided to take my dreaming to a whole new level.

"Angel of Music,

Guide and Guardian,

Grant to me your glory!

Angel of Music,

Hide no longer,

Secret and strange Angel!" I as I sung I felt my whole body become cheery again. Music made me feel better, and when it couldn't it at least was my companion. I twirled around like a child and bumped into something.

"I am your Angel of Music,

Come to me Angel of Music,

I am your Angel of Music,

Come to me Angel of Music." I froze completely shocked, dare I turn around? After a second I heard Raoul's voice.

"Who is that in there? Whose voice is that?" I turned around and realized I had bumped into my DVD player. I had been watching The Phantom of the Opera the night before, I stopped at this part. My heart sank; I was actually hoping it was the Phantom, hoping it was Erik.

"Lottie! Lottie are you home?" I heard Leah call. "I brought Natty."

"Hey I'm downstairs." I called back up to them.

"Hey Little Lottie, let her mind wonder." Natty teased me. "Little Lottie thought am I founder of dolls, or of goblins or shoe."

"Hey guys." I said as they entered my room.

"Or of riddle or frocks?" I rolled my eyes as Natty handed me some flowers she obiously picked up outside.

"You planed this didn't you."

"Of course she did." Leah said as she plopped down on my bed. "Oh I love Fridays." She sighed and Natalie sat down next to her.

"Where are your bags?" I asked. Natty pointed up.

"Upstairs. I brought some snacks and a few movies."

"So did I. Mainly movies." Lee said cheerily. "Hey are you watching Phantom of the Opera?" I shook my head.

"No I accidentally turned it on."

"Sure you did." Lee stood and elbowed my side. "I'll go get the snacks. We can watch it if you want."

"Again? I love the movie but this is ridiculous. Lottie I know you have the same nickname as the main character but come on, I think you are way too obsessed." Natty told me as Lee went upstairs.

"Hey I didn't suggest it Lee did. But we might as well watch it since it's already in the DVD player." Natty sighed.

"Fine."

A couple hours after Lee brought down the food and we watched the movie. "Hey I have an idea."

"Hmm?" Natty asked as she shoved an Oreo in her mouth.

"We could play a game. I have a few ideas since we all like the Phantom of the Opera."

"A Phantom based game sounds fun." I chimed in.

"Well we could play Would You Rather, Truth or Dare, or we could play guess the song."

"I like playing Would You Rather." Natty said before eating another cookie.

"Yeah and I don't feel like Truth or Dare." I told them. Lee nodded and grabbed a marshmallow.

"I don't think I'm that great of a singer, so we can play Would You Rather. Lottie, you go first."

"Lee, why me?" I giggled.

"Cause you're way more obsessed than us." She giggled back.

"Fine, Natty would you rather be Carlotta or Raoul?" I asked.

"Ewe!" She yelled. "That's so gross." She paused to think. "Well Carlotta is a horrible singer and Raoul is a fop who is stupid enough to challenge the Phantom. I would probably be Carlotta. Either way the Phantom hates me; I'm already a bad singer so it's not that different."

"Ewe!" Lee and I screamed simultaneously.

"Lee's turn." Natty yelled over our screams of disgust.

"Okay, Lottie would you rather be Christine in Love Never Dies or in the 2004 movie?" Lee asked. I giggled and grabbed a potato chip.

"2004 movie." I said simply. Natty giggled.

"Of course you would, Gerard Butler is H, O, T, hot!" We all laughed at Natty's comment.

"What time is it Lottie?" Lee asked me before I shoved another potato chip in my mouth. I looked at my phone and sighed.

"Seven forty-five."

"Really? I thought it was later than that." Natty said. "Hey it's my turn."

"Well go already." Lee giggled. Natty playfully glared at her.

"I am. I am, okay. Lottie," Lee cut her off.

"I just asked her!" Natty rolled her eyes and looked at me again.

"Lottie would you rather wish to be in the 2004 movie, or come in after it's over."

"Well." I said as I stood up. "I would want to come in after." Natty and Lee looked at me interestedly.

"Why?" Lee asked.

"Because I don't want to mess up the story line, and if I came in after Raoul and Christine left then Erik would be heart broken right?"

"Yeah." Natty said.

"Well then I could, you know. Make him feel better," I blushed and slightly whispered the next part. "And maybe we could, fall in l-love." Both of the girls looked at me surprised. I felt my cheeks turn even redder. I ran out of my room and up the stairs.

I went in the kitchen and sat on the floor. Did I really just say I want to fall in love with the Phantom? Well if you think about most Phangirl are already in love with him. I guess I want him to fall in love with me. I sighed and put my head in my hands.

Maybe since he was always an outcast like me, maybe he would understand all the pain I've gone through. Years of abuse from my real dad, which cause me to get bullied at school. Sure, it had been years since anyone at school had bullied me because of my dad.

It also helped when my mom divorced him and met my step dad, but you don't forget being abused. You can't forget the scares that litter your body, you can't forget the pain and sadness.

How is it so far? Please R&R it would help a lot. Please and Thank you.