Hello. Final chappie. I'm done. Must focus on the Wind Beneath My Wings. Review, and I may continue!
After all this, I forget my lines. Fang does, to. So we, pardon my pun, wing it.
I sing some crap about how I hate Raoul, and he sings back, then, when Dylan shows up, we break the mirror with the secret passageway, and run away together. The lines come into our head, and we sing.
CHRISTINE:
Say you'll share with me, one love, one lifetime...
Say the word and I will follow you...
PHANTOM:
Share each day with me
CHRISTINE:
each night,
PHANTOM/CHRISTINE:
each morning...
Dylan comes in and sings the final line, in place of Fang.
RAOUL:
You alone can make my song take flight -
it's over now, the music of the night!
Glad I got it through his thick head that I will never love him. Too bad it took too long.
We walk offstage, and we hear gasps. As we walk out for the bows, we see. Dylan's hanging from a prop noose. I turn to Fang, and he mouths an "Oops."
As soon as the crowd quiets down, we are assured it was an accident. Either that, or the young man cast to play Raoul was suicidal.
Well, as the stiff is removed, we bow and then go to our dressing rooms. I'm pulling my hair into a ponytail as Fang walks in with a note identical to the one on my table.
It would be the joy of our company if you could grace our upcoming performance of Evita with your voice. We can find you a big part. Think about it. -The Management
I scribble a no on the sheet, and listen to Fang sing a solo he didn't get.
PHANTOM
I gave you my music
made your song take wing
and now how you've repaid me
denied me and betrayed me
He was bound to love you
when he heard you sing
Christine...
I sing my lines from that scene.
CHRISTINE & RAOUL
Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime
say the word and I will follow you
Share each day with me,
each night, each morning...
He gets his angry face on and sings.
PHANTOM
You will curse the day you did not do
all that the Phantom asked of you!
He picks me up, smirks, and I climb down. He laughs, and we fly back home, never to sing that accursed musical again.
7 is happy at this! I's is so proud of Dylan/JB!
Joe has been sick, and I'm wondering if my cursing him caused it. WHAT IF JOE DIES!
My friend E. has a crush on him too. Too bad. If he dies, there'll be two lonely girls in our school.
Review, for a sequel(Evita)!