Hello everyone! Thank you for the many reviews! They are much appreciated. Thank you! Okay, because I received so many reviews, I decided to update as soon as I could. Right now I am on chapter seven, my hands feel as if they're about to fall off, but it doesn't matter because your reviews inspire to me to continue! Okay, here is Chapter Four:

Meg's Good News

Her alarm clock that morning was her cell phone. She had left it on during the night and left it in her messenger bag. She was sprawled across the couch, her face red from having her cheek pressed against the zigzagged pattern on the couch for so long.

She reached out and pulled her messenger bag to her and fumbling inside, she took out her cell phone. Without glancing at the number she put it to her ear.

"Christine!" The perky voice said. "Good morning, I trust you slept well?"

Christine sat up and stretched putting her hands high above her. "Good morning Meg." She yawned. "LA is hell."

Meg sounded concerned. "That bad, huh?"

Christine nodded. "Yeah. That bad."

"But Christine I have terrific news," Meg told her. "The wedding is in four months."

Christine walked to the kitchen and pulled open the refrigerator door. "Isn't that a little soon?"

Meg sounded ecstatic. "Nu-uh. It's not soon enough!"

Christine smiled. She was happy for her, she really was. But it seemed as if her life was going straight to hell and Meg's just kept getting better. "That's great, Meg. I'm very happy for you." Christine sighed, seeing there was no food or juice in the fridge.

"You're going to be the maid of honor!"

Christine smiled. "Meg! That's wonderful! Thank you! I swear I'll throw you the best bachelorette party ever!"

"You better, Daaé," Meg said jokingly. "I'll do you the honor too for you when you get married with Raoul."

Christine thought back to the fight they had the night before. They hadn't broken up but it almost felt that way. It seemed as if a little piece of her heart had gone with him. She tried not to cry, somehow, she knew Meg would know. "Possibly."

"I have other good news," Meg said even more ecstatic than before.

Christine walked to her room and began to take out the clothes she would wear that day. "More, Meg? You seem to be full of it today."

"Christine, Mom told me about the little money problems you were having."

Christine closed her eyes. She didn't want anyone to know. Not even Raoul knew.

"She told me that you were asking her to sell some of your things and wire the money to you?"

"Look, Meg, I'm just kind of strapped for cash for the moment."

"I know," Meg told her sympathetic. "If you would just tell Raoul-"

"No," Christine said firmly. "I will absolutely not tell Raoul. That's the last thing I would do. My father didn't beg for money and I shouldn't either."

"I know, but Christine, selling your stuff? That's not what your father would have wanted. So when Mom told me, me and Phillipe –well," she corrected herself, "Phillipe doesn't know- but I wired you some money to pay off the car expenses and rent and stuff."

"Meg," Christine said sighing. "You really didn't have to-"

"I wanted to," Meg said with joy. "My best friend was in trouble. What did you want me to do? Anyways, you think that three hundred is enough?"

Christine almost dropped the phone in her hand. "Th-thr-three hundred? Three hundred dollars?"

"No, silly," Meg said with enthusiasm. "Three hundred chocolate kisses. Of course dollars, Christine!"

"Maybe I didn't hear you right. You're wiring me, three hundred dollars?"

"Wired, as in past tense, all you need to do is go to that beautiful place called Western Union, tell them your name and stuff and voila! You have your money!"

Christine was about to cry. "Oh, Meg. You have no idea what this means to me. You have no idea."

"Hearing that sniffle right there gives me a good idea." Meg giggled. "Come on, Christine, you shouldn't have to live your life paying off student loans and rent and stuff. You're twenty! C'est la vie, as they say. Think of it as an early birthday present."

Christine laughed. "My birthday isn't for another week." She sighed contently. "You're right, Meg. Thank you so much."

Meg giggled again. "No problem, look I have to go 'cause I have a couple of things to do before Phillipe gets home for lunch. But I'll call you later or when you want."

"Sure, Meg, no problem. Thanks again."

"Yeah, don't worry about paying me back Daaé. I'll talk to you later. Bye!'

Christine hung up and danced around in her bedroom, picking the uniform out. As soon as she picked out clean clothes she hopped to the shower.

She took a shower and washed her hair, determining what she would do first. Her stomach grumbled telling her what it should be. Grocery shopping was definitely on her list, after all, it was Saturday, no classes.

Another short chapter, I know but it must be in there! Next chapter is longer and the one after that is even longer that that one so... patience is a virtue! I'll update as soon as I receive reviews. I promise! Stay turned for Chapter Five: The Little Favor