Liz's A/N: Thank you so much for all the reviews. We both really appreciate it. Like I said, this is just the beginning of the story. So it will get better. Sorry it has been so long since we have updated, but both of our computers have been sick so we haven't been able to type up the stuff. But now they are better and we should be updating pretty regularly. Hope you enjoy this chapter and please review. We really appreciate it.

Chelsea's A/N: Lalala...Yeah. Sorry...I've kind of been lazy. Liz sent me part of the chapter and told me to add my A/N and take care of the replies to the reviews. Do I? Of course not. Why? Because I'm lazy and bad and silly. So yeah. Sorry. ^_^

Hotashell99- Aww, you really think so? Lol...I'm glad to hear it. Makes me feel all happy inside. ^_^ It makes Liz feel happy inside too, but I'm the one who replies to reviews, therefore my words goes. ^_~ Lol. So you read it during class? Silly girl. Little rebel! ^_^ Lol...infinity is a lot of times to write 'great' on a board. ^_^ Hehehe...oops. Sorry for leaving you hanging like that. *bashful smile* Heh. Don't slip!

Brnnttebabe12- I agree; Charlie and Julie rock my socks. RAH FOR LINDA BASHING! DIE EVIL RAT-WOMAN! *shifty eyes* Sorry. That slipped. Lol...I hope you like the chapter. ^_^

Allie- Yes, yes...Another story by me, the Chelster. *gasps* FINISHING a story? What a SHOCKING concept! I don't understand! Lol...Yes...Liz'll keep me on track; she keeps the angst away. I can occasionally write non-angsty things. Humor actually used to be my genre before I fell in love with writing angst. ^_^ Lol...Don't tell Liz to make me listen to the Carpenters; she might actually do it! Lol...just kidding Liz. *pats Liz's head* ^_^ Heh. Thanks for the review

Amy77- I (Chelsea) just saw it over Spring Break and I thought it was awesome. My co-author Liz has grown up with and adores it more than my brain can comprehend. ^_^ I actually have her Phantom CD sitting in my room from the last time she was over...I wonder if she knows it's gone...hehe...sorry. Back to your review. I'm glad you liked the Charlie bits, and I hope to make a Charlie/Julie fan out of you yet! ^_~ Lol...I hope you like the chapter! ^_^

Disclaimer- Nope. We don't own the Mighty Ducks OR Phantom of the Opera.

-Chapter 1-

Charlie walked up to the room with the other Ducks. The day had come, and Julie had dragged him to pick up a part.

The drama teacher smiled at the group of teens. "Are you all here to pick up your parts?" she asked with a smile.

"Unfortunately..." Charlie said in a deadpan voice.

Julie whacked him in the arm.

"Yes we are," Julie said.

The lady smiled. "Alright. Do you have an idea of the part that you would like to audition for?"

"Anything that doesn't require singing or dancing, and has minimal stage time," Charlie said grimly.

"Oh give me a break Charlie. This is 'The Phantom.' There's not a part that has minimal amount of singing and dancing. If you're going to be that way, I'm going to pick the part," Julie said.

Charlie shrugged half-heartedly, "It was worth a try... can't I be an extra or something?"

"NO!" she said to him.

She then turned to the teacher, "Raoul."

"Who's Raoul? Does he do much?" Charlie asked.

"He's Christine's boyfriend. He sings, but most of the time it's with the rest of the cast. There is only one major song that he sings, and that's with Christine," she said, and then turned back to the teacher again, "and that is whom I would like to audition for."

", okay..." he said blankly in response to her 'description.'

"Good boy. Don't worry I'll help you," she said and wiggled her eyebrow.

He nodded and began wondering what he was getting himself into by listening to Julie. "Works for me."

"That's what I thought," she said. "Come on, we're going to go work on this."

"Yes your highness," he said cheekily, accepting the script of the part he was auditioning for.

Julie laughed and got hers, and then led him to her dorm. She put on her soundtrack and they sat down and listened to it. When it was over Charlie was feeling better about it, and they decided what song they were going to sing. She was going to sing 'Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again' and he was going to sing 'All I Ask of You.' For the next week, they practiced their songs after school until finally the day came that they had to audition.

---A Week Later---

"You ready for this, Charlie?" she asked nervously.

"No, not really. But I can PRETEND I am," he said.

She laughed, "Well, at least you're not the one going first."

"Yeah, you can break the ice for me!" he said, grinning impishly.

"You're forgetting that I'm singing with you," she said.

"Details, details..." he said with a grin as he shrugged.

She laughed and then paled when they announced it was her time to go up. "You better be somewhere that I can see you during this."

"Yes ma'am..." Charlie said, saluting her jokingly as he grinned.

She rolled her eyes and went up to the stage, looking at the teacher, "I'm trying out for Christine, and I'll be singing 'Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again.'"

The drama teacher nodded. "Alright dear."

She turned and looked for Charlie and couldn't find him, and she felt a small wave of panic wash over her. Where'd he go?

Charlie fought his way into her sight and watched as she grew nervous. He wondered if she could see him.

Finally she saw him coming towards her, and she smiled; she started relaxing and began to sing.

'You were once
my one companion ...
you were all
that mattered ...
You were once
a friend and father -
then my world
was shattered ...

Wishing you were
somehow here again ...
wishing you were
somehow near ...
Sometimes it seemed
if I just dreamed,
somehow you would
be here ...

Wishing I could
hear your voice again ...
knowing that I
never would ...
Dreaming of you
won't help me to do
all that you dreamed
I could ...

Passing bells
and sculpted angels,
cold and monumental,
seem, for you,
the wrong companions -
you were warm and gentle ...

Too many years
fighting back tears ...
Why can't the past
just die ...?

Wishing you were
somehow here again ...
knowing we must
say goodbye ...
Try to forgive ...
teach me to live ...
give me the strength
to try ...

No more memories,
no more silent tears ...
No more gazing across
the wasted years ...
Help me say

The entire time she was singing, Julie had been staring into Charlie's eyes and Charlie into hers

He gave her a warm smile when she had finished.

She grinned back and turned to the teacher.

The teacher gave her a smile. "That was beautiful, Julie. Good job."

"Thank you." she said and walked to the side of the stage to wait for Charlie's turn.

He walked up and grinned. "That was awesome, Jules!"

"Thanks," she said. "Ready for this? You know we have to kiss a couple times."

"I do now," he said jokingly.

"So what part are you auditioning for, sweetie?" the drama teacher asked Charlie.

"Uh...Jules? What are we singing again?" he asked, going blank.

Julie rolled her eyes again and said, "He is auditioning for Raoul, and he and I are going to sing 'All I Ask of You.'"

Charlie nodded. "Yeah, what she said."

The teacher laughed lightly and shook her head, deciding not to question. "Alright then."


No more talk
of darkness,
Forget these
wide-eyed fears.
I'm here,
nothing can harm you -
my words will
warm and calm you.

Let me be
your freedom,
let daylight
dry -your tears.
I'm here,
with you, beside you,
to guard you
and to guide you . . .


Say you love me
waking moment,
turn my head
with talk of summertime . . .

Say you need me
with you,
now and always . . .
promise me that all
you say is true -
that's all I ask
of you . . .


Let me be
your shelter,
let me
be your light.
You're safe:
No-one will find you
your fears are
far behind you . . .


All I want
is freedom,
a world with
no more night . . .
and you
always beside me
to hold me
and to hide me . . .


Then say you'll share with
me one
love, one lifetime . . .
Iet me lead you
from your solitude . . .

Say you need me
with you
here, beside you . . .
anywhere you go,
let me go too -
that's all I ask
of you . . .


Say you'll share with
me one
love, one lifetime . . .
say the word
and I will follow you . . .


Share each day with
me, each
night, each morning . . .


Say you love me . . .


You know I do . . .


Love me -
that's all I ask
of you . . .

(They kiss)

Anywhere you go
let me go too . . .
Love me -
that's all I ask
of you . .'

When they broke out of the kiss they just set there and stared at each other.

"Great job, you two," the teacher said, smiling brightly. "You have good chemistry."

Julie didn't move.

"Both of your auditions were wonderful, and results will be posted by the end of the week," the lady continued.

Charlie blinked slightly and turned to the teacher, nodding blankly. He cleared his throat, hoping to break the silent tension as the teacher moved on with auditions, oblivious to the two teens.

Julie turned about three different shades darker than Averman's hair and turned, walking out of the room rapidly.

Charlie blinked again and walked in the other direction, only half- conscious.

What was that?