A/N: I don't own Phantom of the Opera. I just borrow them for my own amusement.

Christine's POV:

I woke up the next morning with a nervous excitement. The way I'd felt with Erik last night… I'd never felt anything like it before. I got butterflies in my stomach and when he touched me, my skin felt warm and tingly.

I heard a knock on the door and ran to answer it. "Meg!"

"Christine, now will you tell me what's going on? You sounded almost panicked last night." She looked at me with a worried expression.

I walked with her into my living room and we both sat on the couch. "I was a little, now I'm more confused… excited." I tried to come up with the right words for how I was feeling.

"About what?" She asked. "You got the part, Mr. Foster said so last night. I worked out your contract and everything is good to go."

I smiled at her. "That's great to hear, but that's not what I wanted to talk to you about." I looked at my hands nervously, unsure of what to say. Hell, I wasn't even sure what I was feeling, but that is why I asked Meg over in the first place.

"Well then, what is it?" She asked.

"I went out for a drink with Erik last night." I started.

"Who's Erik?"

"Mr. Foster." I blushed a little.

"So, you went for drinks…" She got me going again.

"Well, it was nice. We had a good time, got to know one another." I paused.

"And?" She prompted.

"I think I may have feelings for him Meg." I said quietly.

She looked at me, taking in my silence. Then her eyes went wide. "You mean romantically?"

"Yes, or at least I think so." I said.

"You think so? Christine, either you do or you don't. Besides, you just met him yesterday."

"I know Meg! I just…" I sighed. "I get this feeling around him, like I've know him forever. It's as if we've met before, had a relationship before. I just can't remember where."

"You think you've met him before?" She asked, trying to understand what I was poorly explaining to her. What I barely understood myself.

"Yes, except that I can't for the life of me remember!" I let out a frustrated breath. "I even asked him if he remembered meeting me before. He said he didn't, but then why do I feel this way?"

"I don't know Christine. So, what are you going to do about it?" She asked.

"I'm not sure. I guess I'll just start the show and see how things go." I shrugged. "Maybe something will happen over time. That, or nothing will happen and I'm just crazy."

"You're not crazy. If you didn't find him attractive, then I'd think you were crazy." She chuckled.

"Meg! I was talking about more than a physical attraction." I swatted her arm playfully.

"I know, but you do have to admit, he is pretty good looking." She gave me a sly smile.

"Yeah, I guess he is." I said after thinking about it for a moment. "I guess that just didn't cross my mind. I was too caught up in our conversation to really appreciate his looks."

"Ah Christine! Such the innocent." Meg smiled.

"Hey!" I replied.

A/N: Please R&R!