Fact, When I saw the Phantom sequel, Love Never Dies, in theaters, I stood and cheered with my friend and got laughed at by the theater! 4 kids from our school were there and so was a teacher!

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As William, sang his song as Faust, I knew that it was about time for me to go back on to the stage. In the mean time, I had a few moments to think.

I took a look at box 5 hoping that I would see Erik, but the curtains were shut. I frowned a bit just thinking of my Erik. My Erik? Gosh I'm crazy sometimes!

I really missed him and wanted to see him some time soon. I would have gone down to his lair on my own since I know the way, but using my better judgment, I had decided that it would be best if I let him come to me in fear of going down and upsetting him.

I wondered if he was mad at me for something. I pondered that thought a bit. Maybe he was mad at me for getting the part of Marguerite! It wasn't my fault though! I was just auditioning for that part as Christine had wanted me to!

Oh no! That was it, it had to be! Erik was mad that I had landed the role of the leading lady and Christine had been knocked back down to a chorus girl for this opera! I wondered why it had taken me almost 2 weeks to figure this out? I mentally face palmed myself.

As soon as I heard the orchestra stop and the audience clap, I knew that William's song was over. I plastered a smile on my face and skipped onto the stage.

I quickly snapped into my character mid step and then I was not Jemma for the time being, I was Marguerite.

I opened the door that allowed me to leave my grand house after hearing a knock. I looked down with wide eyes. There, sitting on the foot mat was a beautiful, maroon colored box! I bent over and picked up the box. I was completely and utterly shocked! Inside the box were quite a few jewels of many different colors! Bright red, green, blue! All so wonderful!

I walked back into my house and shut the door. I skipped gleefully back to my sewing room, clutching the box tightly. I plopped down on my stool at my spinning wheel and gleamed at the gems. They were so beautiful and I just couldn't get over that fact!

I picked up each gem individually and with great care. I spun them around, taking a look at them very closely. I smiled as I set the each back down and got to spinning a blain dress for a maiden.

For a short second, I snapped out of character to think. If Erik were here, would he be proud of my performance? Out of the corner of my eye, I glanced up at box 5 and I could have sworn that I saw the curtains move!

Before I even had time to have a mini heart attack, it was time for me to sing a song. I loved singing so I was alright with snapping out of my thoughts for a song!

"Je ris de me voir
Si belle en ce miroir,
Ah! je ris de me voir
Si belle en ce miroir,
Est-ce toi, Marguerite,
Est-ce toi?
Réponds-moi, réponds-moi,
Réponds, réponds, réponds vite!
Non! Non! ce n'est plus toi!
Non...non,
Ce n'est plus ton visage;
C'est la fille d'un roi;
C'est la fille d'un roi!
Ce n'est plus toi,
Ce n'est plus toi,
C'est la fille d'un roi;
Qu'on salut au passage!
Ah s'il était ici!
S'il me voyait ainsi!
Comme une demoiselle
Il me trouverait belle, Ah!
Comme une demoiselle,
Il me trouverait belle,
Comme une demoiselle,
Il me trouverait belle!
Marguerite, Ce n'est plus toi!
Ce n'est plus ton visage;
La, ce n'est plus ton visage;
Qu'on salut au passage!"

I sang 'The Jewel Song' in complete French. All the while, I pranced around holding the dress. Jemma was still masked by Marguerite for the time being so I just skipped and sang a song about how happy I was that I had gotten the gems. I was just so happy that I had received these gems! I was looking into a white mirror. The gems made me feel truly like a princess.

As I finished singing and prancing and all of that good stuff, I skipped off stage. A few people looked at me, but no one said anything.

I walked to a wooden chair and took a seat and just as I did, a stage hand walked up to me and handed me a cup of water.

"Thank you." He was younger and fairly well kept. He probably couldn't even hurt a fly unlike some of the older more greasy stagehands who wouldn't hesitate to corner a girl.

He nodded a goodbye and walked away.

I drank the water and leaned back until I had to go back on stage. I decided that I should try and preoccupy myself by thinking of something other that if Erik was in box 5.

I shook my head, trying to rid all thoughts of Erik from my mind. Instead I began to think about the song I had just sung. It really was a beautiful song. To bad it was in French. If I had heard that song when I was in America, I wouldn't have understood a single word! It was kind of sad that since some people in America didn't speak French, they couldn't understand such a lovely play such as Faust. Luckily I learned to speak French when I moved to France, so I know exactly how to translate 'The Jewel Song' into English.

I began to silently sing the song in English.

"Ah, I laugh to see myself
So beautiful in this mirror,
Ah, I laugh to see myself
So beautiful in this mirror,
Is it you, Marguerite,
It is you?
Answer me, answer me,
Respond, respond, respond quickly!
No No! it's no longer you!
No...no,
It's no longer your face;
It's the daughter of a king,
It's the daughter of a king!
It's no longer you,
It's no longer you,
It's the daughter of a king,
One must bow to her as she passes!
Ah if only he were here!
If he should see me thus
Like a lady
He would find me so beautiful, Ah!
Like a lady,
He would find me beautiful,
Like a lady,
He would find me beautiful!
Marguerite, It's no longer you!
It's no longer your face;
Yes, it's no longer your face;
One must bow to her as she passes!"

As my 5 minute break comes to an end, my smile fades and I am swept back onto the stage. I sigh and quickly snap back into character which was a bit hard since I had to KISS William.

I hear a knock on my door and set down the mirror from when I had just sung. I gleefully skip to answer the door and there on my doorstep is Faust!

Before I can even open my mouth to speak, Faust begins to go on and on about how he loves me. He feels that I am his dream girl and he wants to spend the rest of his life with me!

Once Faust had stopped speaking I realized that I needed to say something. No words came out of my mouth though! I open my mouth to try for at least one words but still, nothing!

As I stand in my doorway, feeling as dumb as a brick, Faust pulls me close to him so that we are chest to chest and my head on Faust's shoulder. I keep it there for a few seconds while Faust runs his hands up my back to embrace me in a warm hug.

"You are going to be this close to me every night from here on out." William whispered in my ear, snapping me out of character. He tightened his grip on my back a bit making me have to bite my tongue to keep from hissing in pain.

As I backed away from him and looked into his eyes. I was pretty sure that our eyes were doing some sort of waltz with fear and craziness.

William rested his hand on my cheek as Faust. I honestly tried my best to snap back into character, but after his comment it was really hard to.

"I love you Marguerite."

I mentally shook myself back into character since I knew that I was in the middle of the opera and I couldn't just bail out now. I needed to forget about my real life issues and just act as if I am madly in love with Will-Faust.

I smiled a fake smiled as he brought his lips to mine. I acted as if he was my dream man. William picked me up and swung me around in a circle, dress flying in the air as we spun.

As my dress lifted off of my skin, a memory flashed through my head, making me frown against William's lips. I briefly remembered a time not so long back when a young man had professed his love to Christine. A time when light had shone bright in a young couple's eyes. A time when a man had gotten his heart broken. A time when I was held close to the only man worth living for. A time back when I had been able to hear the most beautiful music in the world each day. A time when life was going well for me.

Now, happiness to me is but the rain's heart breaking lull. Falling from the sky are the thousands of tears that I have cried. The form small puddles all around me, making it hard to even look down with out seeing my own sorry reflection.

It took all of my will power not to cry as William set me back down. I wore an impassive face as William smiled down at me. As the orchestra played a light tune, William and I walked off hand in hand.

Once we were off stage, I yanked my hand out of William's grip.

"Wear something pretty for tonight's dinner." William said as a stagehand handed us some water. I nodded to him and he walked off.

I took a sip of water." You know William, I like you, I really do!" William smiled proudly. "But I HATE your personality! Why do all of the girls love you so much?" I clicked my tongue.

William took a swig of water and leaned down to my ear. "They love me because I am able to give them a night that they never forget."

I tensed up and William took a step back. "I am not going out with you." I looked over his shoulder and saw that the ballet was coming to the end of their routine. It was about time for me to go back on stage so I walked away quickly to stray from William and to change.

"I will be by your dressing room after the show dear!" I didn't have to be looking at him to tell that sarcasm was dripping from William's lips as he spoke.

I rolled my eyes and hurriedly changed into my outfit for the next performance. I had a gut feeling that I would rue ever saying 'no' to William Deston.

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