Ok so ive decided to take another stab at writing. Im gonna try to improve my style and not get as many flames glares at flamers I am currently in a very phantomish mood so why not try to write again huh? Lol well review after reading this and tell me if you think it should go on.. Merci beaucoup!

Tonight was the night. Tonight Danielle would meet her own angel. James. The name lingered in her mind. She had just met him but there ws something about him that made her think. Was it is brilliant blue eyes? Or maybe the gorgeous black hair that framed his face like a painting. Danielle could not decide.

The Opera House was dark tonight. It was close to midnight and everyone had taken to their beds. Everyone except Danielle. She made her way down the winding hallways passing many of the rooms of previous divas. It was dark so it was hard for her to meander around but she could manage. Finally, she had made it to the room she was looking for. Opening the door Danielle examined the room once more. It was gorgeous. Red, almost velvet like, paper covered the walls. It looked so soft that Danielle had an urge to touch it. Toward the end of the room was a small bed and enormous mirror. Around the mirror was an elaborate gold design. It made the mirror as though it was shining. Various candles flickered around the room. It had the most romantic feeling.

Out of the abyss came a voice " Bonjour Danielle. I'm pleased that your remembered our little rendezvous"

Danielle stood stunned. She was not expecting a voice to come out of the blue. " Bonjour monsieur. I was wondering if maybe you could show yourself. It is quite awkward to talk to empty room" Danielle stuttered.

" As you wish Madame" replied the voice. The light mysteriously dimmed and out of the mirror a man appeared. No not just a man. It was Danielle's angel. James. He was dressed in all black with a cloak surrounding him. His hair had a glimmer to it that suggest that he tried to slick it back but in the process of moving it had fallen very gracefully onto his forehead. He wore a slight smirk upon his face.

" It is good to see you again Danielle. I was worried that maybe you had be too frightened to attend." James commented with slight sarcasm.

" I assure monsieur that I am not that easily frightened by such things." Danielle replied with a hint of sarcasm as well.

" well you do have a mouth on you, do you not? Well then let me see you" James approached Danielle in a walk that was so smooth that he seemed to float through the air. He was very much a gentleman until these moments. His hands roamed Danielle's curves as if he was examining her bone and muscle structure. Danielle was quite shocked at his actions but she did not shy away from the touch. It was strangely different….

" Ah yes." Started James suddenly. " You do have a dancers physique but it needs a bit more training. If I remember correctly you have not had that much professional training before?" He asked

" How? How do you know so much about me?" Danielle asked suspiciously.

" You will find out in time my dear". James replied coolly. Looking her over again James then continued. " If you would like I could give you some extra training. I understand what would be some good training for yourself. I know that in regular practice with Mme. Giry you will not be getting exact attention all of the time. I could help you improve greatly. I myself am I dancer you see. Danielle raised her eyebrows but said nothing.

"Well?" asked James.

" I accept monsieur" replied Danielle

" Please. Call me James."

With that James bid her goodnight and retreated back toward the mirror. Danielle herself walked back to the dormitories and fell into a dreamless sleep.

Ok then. Please review and tell me what you think. I fi get enough good reviews ill write more! Yayayay!