Your Teacher (Phantom of the Opera Fanfiction)

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

"He doesn't have feelings for me, Meg. It's so obvious." Christine was in her room staring up at the ceiling while lying on her bed and talking on her cell phone.

Meg let out a frustrated groan. "You don't know that!"

Christine cut in before her friend could say anything else. "You don't know him!"

She sighed. "Look, I've met him before, and you know how well I can read people. You can't tell me that he isn't the most mysterious guy you've ever known. You have no idea what he feels."

Christine played with one of her long brown curls. "I've known him for six years. I'm pretty sure I'd know if he had feelings for me."

Meg was sick of the repetition of their conversation. "Well whatever, Christine. Look, we've been talking about this for thirty minutes. Moving on.. So, you're going to audition at the opera. That's so cool."

She let out a forced laugh. "It's going to be humiliating. I've decided."

"Girl, you are so pessimistic!" Meg was sick of it.

"There are going to be women who are out of college and have tons of experience. I'm still in high school. And, I'm not even going to be in a real college for another year."

"That was your decision. You were the one who wanted to go to a community college to get your core classes out of the way. And, it was all so you could get more voice lessons from Erik. I bet you're regretting that now," Meg said knowingly.

Christine sighed. "You're right." There was a pause before she admitted, "Meg, I can't handle this. It's killing me." She covered her face in agony.

"Drama, drama, drama," Meg mumbled. "You'll be the perfect soprano diva one day." She laughed.

Christine did, as well, after thinking about it.

"Well, I'd better get off here. My stomach needs food. I'll talk to you tomorrow, Chris. Don't worry. This isn't a big deal. But, if you're going to stress so much over it, I suggest you just talk to him about it." She heard her friend gasp but continued, "Because, seriously, if I am still hearing about this on graduation day, I'm just going to talk to him myself." Then, quite cheerfully, she exclaimed, "See ya tomorrow!"

Meg ended the call before Christine could say another word. That girl! She'd better not say anything...

She sighed and summoned up enough energy to stand. Just like Meg, her stomach needed food. So, she headed towards the kitchen.

And, of course, both of her parents were there. Christine didn't really feel like talking, but she knew she'd have to tell them about auditioning sooner or later.

"Hey," she announced upon entering the room. "What's for dinner?"

"Lasagna," her mother replied. "How was your voice lesson?"

Christine shrugged. "It was ok." I can't tell them about my feelings towards Erik.. Well, I can't tell Dad. Mom already knows.

"How was school?" her father asked.

"It was ok." She averted her eyes from him.

"Are you ok?" he asked sounding concerned.

"I'm fine," she quickly replied, which made her parents look at her strangely.

"Ok, what's wrong?" It was as if they could see straight through her façade.

Just tell them about the auditions. Let them believe that that's all you're worried about. Christine sighed. "Erik asked me if I want to audition to take your place in the opera, Mom." She noticed the grin forming on her mother's face and added, "I'm just not sure about it."