This story is going to be different from my other ones. I hope everyone will like it. If I don't get any reviews, by say five chapters then I'm pulling it.

Disclaimer1 I don't own the Phantom of the Opera.

Chapter 1

"Ok. Tell me why I'm going to see this movie with you?" Charlie Marquez asked as she and her friend Mary pulled up to the movie theater.

"Because, you love me and because I threatened you with a make over." Mary smiled evilly as they climbed out of Charlie's jeep.

Charlie shuddered, "Yes, I remember now. So what is this movie about anyway?"

Mary faked a heart attack. "Tell me you don't know the story about the Phantom of the Opera?!"

Charlie raised her eyebrow. "Ok…I won't," she said as they walked up the ticket booth. After a few minutes of Mary flirting with the boy selling tickets and getting a discount, they were sitting in the front row of the only theater in town. Charlie fidgeted and sighed, preferring to be back home at her farm. Even fighting with her devil of a horse would be much more appealing. She tapped her boot and sighed and slid further down in the hard seats.

"Ok, the story is about a disfigured musical genius that lives under this one Opera House. He falls in love with this beautiful singer and teaches her to sing. He wants her to love him but she loves this handsome rich foppish man. So he kidnaps her and makes her choose between him or to be alone by killing the fop. Then she kisses him and he lets them go." Mary spouted out in a rush. She stared at Charlie wanting for an answer.

"Sooo…. This movie is like your soap operas that you make me watch?" Charlie asked 'innocently', while snickering.

"Ohhh," Mary growled. "You are impossible!"

Charlie grinned widely, "Thank you."

"Shhhh!"

Charlie was about to snap at the person that told her to hush, when she noticed that the movie was starting. She yawned as the grainy black and white film flickered on the screen. She looked over at Mary. She was already adsorbed. So Charlie slide down even more and pulled her white hat down over her eyes. The next thing she knew was that she was being shaken. She pulled the hat up. Mary's face was glaring down at her. Charlie offered an innocent smile. Mary growled and grabbed a hold of her hand and pulled her out of the seat. Mary then stomped up the rows of seats. Charlie had no choice but to follow her. When they came out of the theater Mary went straight to the green jeep. She climbed in and crossed her arms and stuck out her bottom lip, pouting.

Charlie saw this and she chuckled quietly. Mary was always like that when she didn't get her way. Charlie climbed in and started the jeep. She pulled out into traffic. They traveled though town for a few minutes until Charlie cleared her throat. "So how did the movie end?"

Mary huffed and turned her head away, "Won't you like to know. Why do you hate the Phantom of the Opera?"

Charlie stopped at red light. She turned to Mary. "I don't hate that story and everything that goes with it. I have nothing against musicals. Remember I rather liked 'Oklahoma'."

"That's because it was about the country." She turned and faced her.

"Even so. The Phantom of the Opera is not my thing." I turned back. The light turned green and I began to drive out into intersection. When she got to the middle, a crazy driver came out of nowhere, and was driving down the road at about 90 miles an hour. He came right at their jeep!

"WATCH OUT!" Mary screamed.

But it was too late. They were already in the middle of the road when the driver hit them. Even if Charlie had hit the breaks or sped forward to get them out of harms way, their back bumper would have gotten clipped.

When the driver hit them, he hit the driver's side of the car. The impact shoved the car sideways on the road, while the other driver's car spun around and the back of his car hit a telephone pole.

When Charlie's jeep was hit, Mary's seat belt got ripped out of her seat, and the impact ejected her out of the car. Charlie watched in horror as her body skidded on the road. Suddenly there was another lurch. Charlie let out a scream, but it was cut short when her head hit the steering wheel. All Charlie saw was blurs as the jeep flipped before she passed out completely.