Your Teacher (Phantom of the Opera Fanfiction)

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Lesson time came quickly the next day. Christine's mother picked her up after school, and she barely spoke a word during their drive due to her eagerness.

Christine decided Erik Destler had to be the greatest teacher of all time. And that was quite a compliment since she'd only had one lesson with him so far.

Most of all, she was grateful to him for giving her a ride home yesterday. It was as if she'd made a new friend. He now knew about her secret walk. Only true friends know my secrets, Christine thought during the drive.

Now not only did she have a teacher, but she had a friend.

Erik paced the foyer of his apartment. Today's lesson would be important. Today was the day that he would find out how much she could handle in one hour's time. It would allow him the knowledge of her concentration span and how long their time together should be each lesson.

The car ride yesterday was most enjoyable for the man who saw sunlight only occasionally.

Actually, spending time outside of lessons with Christine was quite a good idea. In order to create a star, he needed to know everything about her.

When Erik peaked out his window blinds and saw Christine and her mother pull up in their blue minivan, a sudden plan formulated in his mind on how he could spend more time with her.

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Christine waved goodbye to her mom and walked confidently to the door of apartment seven.

When Erik opened the door before she even had time to knock, though, her confidence faded.

"Good afternoon, Christine."

Christine spoke softly. "Hi, Sir."

"Please, Christine, enough with such formalities. If I am to call you by your first name, then please call me by mine."

The humor in his voice caused her to giggle. Nerves were being replaced by giddiness. "Sorry, Erik. I keep forgetting."

"Do try to remember. Are you thirsty?" He walked her to the music room.

"Very. Could I have some of that stuff you gave me the other day? It was really good." No need for formalities. She smiled.

"Of course. It is good for the voice. I will return with it shortly." He left and headed for the kitchen. There, he would be able to spy, which was yet another way of learning more about her. The gleam in his eye was unmistakable.

Christine stood as soon as he left and walked to the piano to see what music sat there today. It was a piece called, "Caro mio ben". She began to play the melody but messed up terribly not knowing the tempo.

So, she has found her first song. He'd chosen it yesterday. It would be an easy beginner piece, and they could work on breath support more than anything else.

Maybe I should give her a piano lesson, too, he thought cringing.

When Erik walked in with the tea, Christine nonchalantly got up from the piano without looking the least bit apologetic for invading his space.

"Thank you so much," she said while sitting back down in her chair.

"You are welcome. I see you noticed your first song." There was an undertone of mirth in his voice.

"Yes, I did."

"I believe it will compliment your voice nicely. As soon as you drink your tea, we will begin."