Chapter 3: Ice Cream and Friends
A/N: Hello dear readers and reviewers! This chapter was so much fun to write since I have the new Phantom of the Opera soundtrack ((that was like one month ago since I'm putting this up late… really late –ImmortalFire503)) Teehee!
This has also been revised.
Disclaimer: I don't own POTO but I wish I did! Maybe one day!
Outside of the Paris Opera House, Amber looked up, trying to memorize every detail. A dark shadow passed across the top, but Amber just shook her head and ignored it. Sitting in the passenger seat of Liz's car, she put on her sunglasses once again. "So, how about we listen to my Phantom of the Opera CD?" Liz says, pushing back some of her hair.
"Yeah!" Amber yells happily.
Liz put the CD in, smiling like a maniac.
"So, how to find an ice cream shop…" Tiff says, leaning back.
"Randomly driving around, duh!" Nathan says sarcastically, rolling his eyes.
"Yeah, let's do that!" Liz yells, pulling a sharp right.
Jeron laughed, rolling his eyes and leaning back in his seat.
After driving around aimlessly, they found a Baskin Robbins and now sat at a booth, joking around and sipping shakes. Liz and Tiff chatted about plans for tomorrow, Jeron and Nathan talked about French pop stars, while Amber looked out the window, sipping her chocolate shake.
"Hey," says a voice from behind her. Turning around, she gasped and then squealed loudly, jumping up and hugging a girl with short brown hair and brown eyes.
"Ashleen, oh my god! I didn't know you were going to be in Paris!" Amber giggled.
"Who is she?" Liz whispers to Tiff, who shrugged.
"Oh, everyone, this is Ashleen. She used to go to middle school with us. Remember?" Amber says, catching onto their confusion.
"Oh yeah, I remember her. Hey Ashleen." Jeron says, suddenly smiling.
"Hi Jeron." Ashleen replied. Liz and Nathan remembered her suddenly too and were shaking hands with her. Memories from three years ago came flooding back. Ashleen sat down with them, chatting about how she came to be in France, where she's staying, and for how long.
(From far off on top of the Opera House)
"So Rick, brother, what do you think?" asks a figure in the shadows. Rick, who rolled his eyes and sighed, was wearing black cargo pants with a cobalt colored shirt and had longish black with dark chocolate eyes and obsessively pale albino skin.
The figure in the shadows stepped into the light, showing he too had black hair, brown eyes, and albino skin. He laughed, crossing the roof and stopped, standing by a these ay I'll have to gargoyle. "I've told you over and over again, what's done is done. You can't change the past Eric," says Rick.
"Oh, dear brother, you are oh so wrong. I'm sorry to say, but one of these days I'll have to stick a knife through you." Eric says, leaving the roof.
"Not if I do it to you first." Rick whispers to the wind.
(Back to the crazy people… umm… yeah…)
"Bye Ashleen. See you whenever." Amber says, waving goodbye to her friend in front of her hotel her and her friends were staying at.
"Bye Amber." Ashleen says, laughing at her friends' perkiness she remembered all too well.
Sitting on their shared bed, Tiffiny and Liz talked about ways to prank Nathan. "So… I wonder what was up with that guy Amber was with in the Opera House." Tiff says, changing the subject.
"We should ask her when she comes back." Liz says.
"Ask me what?" Amber says, coming into the bedroom, looking confused.
"Who that guy was." Liz says, putting her hair into a ponytail.
"Ohh… His name was… Chase. The manager of the Opera House…"
"So… is their anything between you two?" Tiff asks, smirking.
"No, he just asked me to sing… which was odd… and I did."
"Um, Amber? I think he thought you were trying out for the Opera." Liz says, setting her hairbrush down.
"I figured. I told him I didn't want to join." Amber says, going into the small living room.
"What are we going to do tomorrow? We do have three or so months here." Jeron asked as Amber came into the room.
"Not sure but it'll be adventurous."
"Adventure hunter." Tiff muttered rolling her eyes.
Sitting on the mini couch, Amber grabbed the remote to the TV. Finding a good long movie, the five teens watched it until they fell asleep, not expecting the early morning wake-up call to come.
(Amber's POV)
In the morning I woke up to the sound of scraping. Looking to my right- What the crap! I glared a the guy in front of me. Chase, from the Opera House, was standing there, in a dark blue blazer with a gray tie, smiling like there was no tomorrow. I couldn't help growling, "What the hell are you doing here? In my hotel room! You scared the crap out of me!"
"Well I'm not going to give up until you become a member of the Opera." Chase says smirking. "Smee, could you make sure the limo is waiting out in the front?" Chase then says to the elderly man with white hair wearing dark sunglasses and a black suit.
"Yes Master Andre." He says nodding.
Sheesh, somebody's been kissing someone's butt.
Glaring at him, I shook Liz awake quickly. "Wha…?" Liz says groggily.
Liz will sick him, she's good at stuff like that.
She glances at the clock and adds in a growl, "It's only 5:30 AM."
"I know, but please would you look over to your right." I say, closing my eyes and stretching my legs out.
Liz turned to the right, jumped and screaming suddenly, "What the hell are you doing here!" Her screaming didn't wake either Jeron, sleeping on the couch nor Nathan, on the floor in front of him. Tiffiny had made it to the bedroom before falling asleep. But, Chase winced and stepped back.
I told you she was good at stuff like this, give it a few minutes and Chase should be gone. No hottie French guy is worth flirting with if he stalks you.
"I repeat, what the hell are you doing here?" Liz asks, glaring at him darkly.
"I'm here for Mademoiselle Amber."
Although he did say mademoiselle with that hot French accent…
"At 5:30 AM? That's a little too early for a date."
Mentally kicking my own ass I nod.
"He wants me to join… the Opera." I murmured.
"Did you let him in?"
"No, I didn't."
"How'd you get in?" Liz asks, staring at him.
Finally the question that needs to be answered!
Digging through his pocket, he pulled out… a ring of keys! "D-damn." I say, totally freaked out. He was like a stalker. A stalker I say!
"How did you… why!" Liz snaps, confused.
"Well, you see, the Opera isn't as famous as it used to be and the Opera House could use some more members, and when Amber sang for me I realized I found the perfect person to join."
I blush and shake my head, embarrassed. Liz just glares at him.
"A bonus, of course, would be if she could dance." Chase says sighing.
"She can." Said someone behind me. Damn Tiffiny to hell! Now he's really going to want me to join.
God what'd I ever do to get stalked by a hottie persistent French guy? Sure, maybe I wished on a few stars, didn't expect any results though.
(Normal POV)
Chase gives a sexy smile and says, "The more reason she must join the Opera."
Amber, glaring daggers at Tiffiny, turns back to Chase and says, "I'm going to be here for three weeks then I'm going to college in Ireland."
Chase walks over to Amber and says, putting a hand on her shoulder, "Well then, just try it out."
"Let me think… I would love to but… no."
"It pays a good amount of money."
Amber suddenly smiles and dollar signs float around in her green eyes. "Money. Money is good."
"So you'll try it out. See if you like it."
"Sure." The money seduced her, but she didn't realize it had until Chase went over everything she had to do.
"You know what, I don't think this is such a good idea." Amber says, shaking her head.
"Why my dear?"
"One, don't ever call me dear. Two, this job requires too much responsibility and practice that I don't have time for."
"Just try it." Liz says, sitting down on the couch, opening a can of Dr. Pepper.
She glares at Liz and says, "Make me."
"Make yourself."
"No."
"Lazy bum"
"Whatever…"
Chase
shakes his head and walks over to the window. Silence filled the room
until
Nathan's stomach growled loudly. Everyone but Chase glares
at him. Sighing Amber says, "I'm so starving. How about we just
continue this tomorrow."
"No! How about over dinner! I'll pay for all of you! Free food!"
"Sure!" Nathan says. Everyone else nods at Chase's offer.
"Alright, get dressed! We are leaving soon!"
"Ummm but it's still way to early…"
"Oh yeah…"
