The Phantom

Annabelle is an aspiring southern actress. She just moved from a small Georgia town to Atlanta. While on her way to a call back she is run into by a curly haired, green eyed, Brit. That one moment while she was running late to her audition will change her life forever

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1. Phantom of the Sidewalk

**ATTENION!! I have Edited chapters 1 and 2. so reread!***    

 

“NONONONONO! I said that I wanted it in blue not green-blue!” I yelled into the phone as I walked down the sidewalk. People were staring, but that’s what’s going to happen you’re dressed like a barbie doll and yelling into your phone.

    “Look Annabelle, it was an honest mistake, I can take it back if you want, but I think you’ll like it.” I could tell she meant it, so I gave it a chance, even if it was just to make her happy.

    “I gotta go. Im about to head into my audition. I’ll call you after, okay?”

I hung up, looking at my phone. well there goes my costume.

    I looked down at my script. Suddenly, my hand was empty, and the sidewalk was covered with papers.  I was processing what had happened when i realized that someone had run into me, knocking the script out of my grasp.

“HEY!” I yelled as I bent down to chase the papers

    “OH MY GOD! I am so sorry” is the only thing I heard. My mind was racing!

OMG! I do not have time for this! I'm going to be late for the callback! I can't be late again!

    “Im sorry, Im sorry, Im sorry, Im sorry! I wasn't looking where I was going! Here let me help. Sorry again, I am such a douche.” hehehe! he has a british accent! I hadn't even looked at him yet, but I could tell that he was hot, just by the way he said “Im sorry.”

    I looked up taking the rest of the paper from him, the first thing i noticed were his eyes. “ I, it's okay, its my fault, I was reading and walking at the same time. You know us blondes, can't do more than one thing at once.” He gave me a funny look. “I'm a natural blond, just got back from the salon. This is just a little too brown for me, I was expecting it to have more of a red hue, but I think it looks okay.”

    Looking at the ground, he chuckled and got up. With a surprising gesture, he put out his hand for me to take.  As I put my hand in his, I felt something like a spark of electricity go through me. After standing, we stood there looking at eachother for a good 20 seconds before coming to our senses. “Thanks” I said, looked down at my papers, pretending to rearrange, the already strate papers.

    “No prob. Im Harry by the way. And you are?”

    I just stood there looking at him, my mouth open. He gave me a look of confusion. Talk, damn it, you're blowing it. what is wrong with you! Talk you idiot!

    “Annabelle” I said, involuntarily adding a giggle at the end.

    “Pretty name, very southern sounding.”

    “Thanks, I hate it. I'm constantly asked if I'm named after the cow”

    “Cow?” he looked confused.

    Stupid me, he has no idea what im talking about “You know, the movie Annabelle’s Wish? "

    “Never heard of it.”

    “So who are you playing?” 

    “What?” 

    “In ‘Phantom of the Opera’”

    I looked down at the stack of papers in my hand duh, hes talking about the play. Im such a dumb ass!

    “OH! oh, yeah. Again blond.” I said grabbing the ends of my hair. “Christine Daaé, well im hoping to. I have an audition” I looked down at my phone “SHIT! 5 minutes ago!”

    “You need a ride? My car is right there.” He said pointing at the Audi parked about 6 feet away.

    My draw dropped OMG!!! Hot and rich! JACK POT!

    “Are u sure?”

    “It's no prob, where are you headed”

    “The performing arts center. its about 10 minutes that way” I said pointing across the street

    “Good” he said, putting his hand in his pockets, and rocking back on his heels. “I probably have about 30 seconds before we get mobbed. So... Shall we” he said gesturing with his head at the $140,000 car.

    Calm down, its just a ride. Thats when it hit me. Oh My God! I am such an idiot!! He thinks just because he’s rich and hot that i will just fall for him! i was starting to get light-headed. He probably does this to 6 girls or more a week. If he thinks that he’s gonna take me home, he has a lot to learn. I have way too much Self respect to allow this punk to use me! OH NO! He’s gonna have to work for it.

    Harry turned to me, “Wow, this is a first for me”

    I turned to him, and hopped that the look on my face would that I was lost

    “You’re not screaming, crying, or passed out. I’m very impressed with your self control,” he explained.

    Wow! conceited much? He’s hot, but not to a point that i would pass out, just from looking at him “I’m confused. Why would I be screaming, crying or passed out?”

    He didn’t answer, just reached for the volume on his stereo and turned it up. He turned back to me and raised an eyebrow. The song that he had stated to blast was some cheesy song about how you smile at the ground, and you’re so beautiful one i had heard way too many times. What really confused me was the fact that he was listening to it. This song was something that the girls at my school would listen to on repeat to make them feel better about themselves. I chose to listen to alternative music that no one knew about until a month after i was blasting it. Thats it i thought He’s gay! Why else would he be listening to this?

    “That was for all you Directioners out there in the Atlanta area.” the dj was blasting through the speakers. “In 10 minutes we are giving away two tickets to the One Direction concert Friday! And the winners name will be put into a drawing for back-stage passes to meet the boys after the concert! GOOD LUCK”

    “Don’t worry, I got you covered,” he smirked then turned his attention back to the street

    “What do you mean ‘Got you covered,’?” Now I’m really confused

    “The Tickets, You wanna go, right?”

    “Why would i wanna go to a concert, where i don’t know who anyone on stage is and I don’t know any of the songs?”

    “Wow! you really are going to milk this ‘I have no idea who you are thing’, aren’t you.”

    “This is it.” I said pointing to the building to my right. Thats when I saw them, there had to be at least 60 of them, all running towards me! Their screams were deafening. I jumped back into the car and slammed the door before i was trampled. “WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!!!”

    “Wow, you weren’t acting, you really have no idea who i am, do you?”

 

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