A/N: Sorry for not updating in a while. I was on vacation last week, plus I've had a bit of writer's block. Anyway, I don't own Phantom of the Opera. Also, not very familiar with Faust, so please forgive me if I make mistakes. Here you go.

Christine's POV:

I walked into the theatre and followed the flow of people walking towards the stage. I got there and saw a man telling people where to go, I assumed he was the director and went to introduce myself.

"Hello, I'm Christine." I said, putting out my hand to shake.

He took it, smiling. "Hi, I'm Mr. Drake. I'm the director of the show."

I chuckled. "So I guessed. Where do you want me?"

"On stage with the rest of the principal cast." He gestured to the stage where only a small group of people were standing and chatting with each other.

"Ah! You must be Christine!" A tall man with broad shoulders and strong build walked towards me. He had light brown hair and eyes and a kind smile.

"I'm afraid I'm at a disadvantage." I said with a small smile.

"I'm James Brooks, I'll be playing Faust. If I'm not mistaken, you'll be my Marguerite."

"That would be correct." I took the hand he offered and shook it.

Then I noticed the people walking towards us across the stage. Two looked remarkably like siblings, both with shades of red hair; the woman with green eyes and the man with brown.

"This is Beth Reed, she'll be playing Marthe; this is Sam Allen, he's playing her brother Valentin." James said.

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Beth said.

"Hello." Sam added.

Then I noticed a man standing behind them. Lean and not too tall, he could have passed for a teenager with his blonde hair, blue eyes and boyish face.

James noticed me looking and smiled. "That's John Matthews, he's fairly shy. You'll get to know him as we work on the play."

I nodded to him. "It's nice to meet all of you, but isn't someone missing? Who's playing Mephistopheles?"

"That would be me." A voice came from off stage. I turned to look and saw a man with dark hair, blue eyes, tall and slightly muscular. I wouldn't be surprised to see him on the cover of a magazine.

"So you're the one playing the devil." I commented.

"Yes I am, my name is Alexander Cole. You must be Christine." He replied.

That was the second time one of them knew me before they saw me. "How do you know who I am?" I asked, a confused expression on my face.

"The producer has been raving about you for the last three days." Alexander said with a grin.

"I thought rehearsals started today?" I asked.

"For you." James said. "We've been going over parts of the first act."

That made sense. "Why has he been to quote Alexander, 'raving' about me?" I asked curiously.

"Because you were the last role to get cast." Beth said.

I gave her a confused look. "What does that have to do with anything?"

James sighed. "The producer is very attached to this show. He wanted the perfect Marguerite. He couldn't find one until he heard you."

"Oh." That would explain why Erik was so interested in me the other night.

"Wonderful! You've all gotten acquainted with Christine!" Mr. Drake was walking up the centre aisle, closely followed by Erik.

Our eyes met and held for a moment, but I had to look away to hide my blush. Today was going to be a long day.

A/N: Please R&R!