Chapter 6: Fantasies

The walk was not only just a simple stroll, but a lovely and peaceful conversation with Theresa. We talked about school, and life. I just had to relate…even if I could hardly relate to her sometimes. Her smile was charming, and her laughs and soft giggles were music to my ears. Her voice was simply heavenly…

I can not help but think that I am beginning to adore her.

As we reached her residence, we bid ourselves farewell. Afterwards I bowed and gently held her hand. Theresa reacted to that simple touch. Upon seeing her reaction, I eventually kissed her hand. I let go of her hand and looked at her once more. She was blushing mad!

Oh my, that was unexpected.

So I just smiled at her and finally waved goodbye.

Afternoon had passed, although it was not too late. As I returned home, I went to the living area to find that "Phantom of the Opera" book. The living area was empty, no sign of "father". The search was over when I found the book, placed neatly on top of the table. I took it eventually and walked up the stairs and into my room.

I sat down the bed and started reading the book.

Hours have passed and I am still reading this book. And I'm most definitely going to finish reading this! This story is so strikingly fascinating! It's a marvelous piece of art! And no one, I mean no one is going to ruin my concentration, not even…

"Oh, hello. You're back."

…Julian.

I rolled my eyes and looked at the mirror. "Greetings, Julian. What brings you here?"

I went back to reading the book, when Julian just looked at me and giggled a little. "Oh nothing, just noticed the book you're reading. That's all."

Annoyed, I raised a brow and asked "Hmm, what about it?"

"Well you see, you made a good choice" he said "It's an incredibly good book. A highly recommended one if you'd ask me."

"So, you're familiar about this book?" I asked.

"Oh yes," he said "It's one of my favorite stories. I read that twice last summer."

Did he just say "twice"? I thought.

Suddenly, the room went silent. I just could not fathom what he just said. I broke the silence by coughing lightly.

"Well," I placed a bookmark in between the pages and closed the book. "That was nice to hear that from you."

Julian just laughed and he once again, clasped his hands together nervously. "Oh thank you."

I gave him a smirk and then I crossed my arms. Interesting, it seems like he's going to tell me more about this book…I hope he won't spill too much about the story.

He smiled once more and said "You know, I would always imagine myself as the Phantom, and Theresa would always be Cristine."

His smile eventually turned into a frown, "Well, at least in my dreams, or should I say, my desolate fantasies."

Julian desires Theresa as well? Hmm, didn't he mention that a while ago?

Then suddenly, I had a realization…I was probably created from Julian's deepest darkest secrets, and even desires.

I could definitely use this to my advantage. I thought.

"So you mean to say you always fantasize on having Theresa for yourself?" I asked.

Julian just slowly nodded his head. "True, but I would never do such a thing. She's my friend, and I will always love her as a friend. I will just keep those thoughts all to myself. After all, I have a hint that she's been always interested in Randall."

"Randall?" I asked.

"Yes, Randall Cunningham." he said "He's a classmate of mine in Norrisville High."

So, Theresa is interested in another boy. I don't know who this "Randall" boy is, but probably he's just another pathetic human being…

"Hmm, I see. Well, I think it's time for me to retire. I better continue reading this tomorrow." I said.

I yawned and then went to the closet to look for my sleepwear. I went beside my bed to strip and change into my pajamas. Then I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth.

I returned and went to bed, yawning once more. Sweet dreams to me…

I just hope my dreams would involve more of her…