Mr. Erik Destler (A Phantom Of The Opera Phanphic)

Chapter 12

We all know who owns Phantom and it's obvious it ain't me. As promised, a longer, hopefully more interesting chappie!

Elyza

As I rushed back to my seat, I bit my lip to keep from crying. He seemed so angry at me. This was all very overwhelming and confusing, but I assumed we would both forget about it... Sooner or later. But I couldn't understand why he seemed upset with me for apologising. Wasn't that what I was supposed to do? D-did he not want me to? Was he mad because he wanted the incident to go unspoken, but instead, I made matters worse by bringing it up again? I had so many questions for Mr. Destler, but they would remain unspoken. Lord knows I'm too shy to ask. I cursed myself. I was too soft-spoken and shy. I always was, ever since I were younger... But, my eyes looked up from my unfinished project to Erik's. It was surprising to know he was staring back. My heart leapt into my throat and I instantly looked back down, fearing to be chastised. But I couldn't help bringing my eyes up to look at him, every so often. There was something so intriguing about my teacher that I couldn't place a finger on it. Maybe, I liked the way his hair was always slicked back, or how his eyes changed colours. Maybe, it was the way he growled when he spoke, or how pale his skin was. Whatever it was, it attracted me. Made me... want him, almost. When the bell rang, and I hadn't gotten anymore work done than when I had started, I began to leave. But, not before writing a note to Erik Destler...