A/n

Hello everyone. Boy do I feel like crap. I just was finally told the truth about how badly I suck at about almost everything, and I accidentally broke my friends window. The when I denied sleeping over because I felt like crap she called me a bad friend. Yep I feel like crap. Well I hope reading this chapter will lighten everyone's day.

In this chapter its Ambers chance to shine! Yay! ((this happened a whole long time ago))

Disclaimer- I do not own phantom of the opera so please do not sue me

Chapter 4- Bets and hot sauce

Liz swirled around in her knee length black and purple corset dress, giggling insanely. She started giggling even more as she swirled around letting her high heel shoes click. Tiffiny sat down sighing on the small couch in her knee length black and red strapless dress ((still wearing her red converses)). Jeron and Nathan both wearing black, and blue men's dress wear paced back in forth impatiently. Nathan had even brushed, and spiked his hair for the occasion.

Amber stepped into the room finally, wearing high heels, a knee length floay black skirt ((with black lace at the trim)), a dark evergreen corset top tied of with black ribbon, and her hair was down in with a green lace headband. Smiling she tossed Liz her hoop earrings, and said "You where looking for these I presume."

"Thanks." Liz said putting them on.

"Good thing we brought these with us." Tiff said ushering to their dresses.

"Uh-huh."

Chase earlier had bribed them all with a humongous free French dinner ((duh they are in France)), which had got them all dressed up to discuss business over dinner.

Chase entered the room grinning at them, and said "Come along the limo is waiting outside." Tiffiny, and Liz glanced at each other when they noticed him looking Amber up in down with a secretive look.

"Have you decided who you going to partner up with for escorts?" Chase asked as they left the room. The five looked at each other confused. "You ladies each need to pick someone as your escort inside, and out. Not a big deal I know to Americans, but in France it is." Chase says waving away their confusion.

"No we haven't." Jeron said shaking his head.

Since neither Tiffiny nor Liz wanted to be escorted by Chase, they both grabbed a guy friend. It was Tiffiny and Nathan and Liz and Jeron. Amber glared at them as she realized who was left. Nathan patted her shoulder sympathetically, and climbed into the limo. The ride was silent, except for when Amber screamed at Chase to never put his arm around her shoulder again in French with a lot of cuss words.

Getting out of the limo everyone joined arms with their escort, letting Chase and Amber lead. Amber glared at her friends more when she realized how close Chase was to her.

As the waitress led them to their table Chase said to Amber "My mother, Marie Angela Andre is a great patron to this restraunt. Her brother Charles Pier owns it also."

"Cool." Amber says trying not to space out. The restraunt was decorated in flashy reds, gold's, and black. Over all it was showy, and a little gaudy in a beautiful way.

After ordering their drinks and dinner ((which Chase did for them)) each of them got into separate conversations. Chase and Jeron talked about Vogue in France ((Fems!)) while Tiffiny, Liz, Nathan, and Amber talked about the original play of Phantom of the opera.

Chase caught onto their conversation and said, "Did you know Christine Daae, and Raoul De Changy had a son?"

"Yeah it was hinted at the end of the movie when they showed Christine's epitaph." Amber says smiling.

"Oh yeah. It said 'Beloved wife, and mother' so she must have had children." Liz says nodding.

"No, but I'm not talking about the movie." Chase says shaking his head.

"Then what? The book?" Amber says raising one eyebrow.

"Neither. I'm talking about real life. They where real people, and really had a son."

"Yeah right. That's just a story." Jeron says laughing.

"I'm not jesting, monsieur. My great grandfather André was the manager of the opera house at the time, and kept entries on the event that happened. I've even read and memorized them."

"Sure." Liz says rolling her eyes, and taking a sip of her dark cherry red…soda.

Chase averting his eyes from her glass of soda ((yeah right)) said, "It is true." He said, his French accent becoming annoyed.

"Do you have any real proof? Besides the notes?" Tiffiny asks leaning forward.

"Would Christine's great granddaughter be enough proof for you?" He asks leaning towards her raising one eyebrow.

"How do you know her?" Amber asks looking at him with interest.

"We went out once, and I'm now trying to get her to join the opera. Along with you." He says grinning.

"Wow someone who doesn't despise you. Amazing." Amber says rolling her eyes with a smirk.

"No she despises me." Chase says laughing.

"Can we ever meet her?" Nathan asks taking a long sip of his drink.

"Maybe if Amber works for me." He says closing his eyes.

Before Amber could say anything Liz said, " Who cares about her! Let's talk about the phantom!"

"Yeah." Amber says laughing. Chase smiled, he loved her laugh. It was like sweet bells to him. Tiffiny rolled her eyes smiling when she noticed Chase glancing at Amber.

"The phantom isn't just a myth you know? I believe he's real." Chase says.

"Really?" Liz asks tilting her head to the side.

"Yeah. Rumor around of the opera house is he eventually married Meg Giry, and had children."

"That couldn't have happened that would mean Emily the tour guide from the opera house is related to the phantom." Amber says shaking her head.

"Maybe she is…or maybe she has cousins." Chase says raising his eyebrows.

"I didn't think about that…" Amber says turning pinkish.

After taking a sip of his…coke…Jeron said, "That's obvious."

"Oh bite me." Amber says glaring at him.

"Anytime." He says leaning back with his eyebrows raised high.

"Hey kids we are going to learn a new word today. It's Issues. Say it with me…. Issues!" Liz says shouting the word one last time. Chase, Tiffiny, and Nathan laughed, but somehow Liz's mocking words do not effect Jeron or Amber.

Amber cell phone suddenly rings. "Hello?" She answers quietly.

"Hey Amber!" Shouts a cheery voice from the other end.

"Jennifer?"

"Yep! And I have so much to talk about with you! Damn have you missed a lost within two days!" Amber smiles at this at steps outside to talk to her.

While she's outside Chase laughs manically. Liz, Jeron, Nathan, and Tiffiny look at him surprised and……….scared! "Liz how about we make a bet?"

"On what exactly?" Liz says after sipping her……….Dr pepper…

"I bet that Nathan cannot chug more than six things of Tabasco sauce!"

"Ok. Well I bet he can chug eight!"

"I'll wager…. one thousand dollars. You?"

"Lets see…. how about Amber's free will?"

"Perfect. Veuillez plus tard apparent huit douteilles ded sauce Tabasco ((Waiter please bring eight bottles of Tabasco sauce.))

The waiter brought the Tabasco sauce immediately. Nathan eyed the bottles annoyed. "Start chugging on three. One…two…Three!" Nathan downed the first bottle quickly earning stares from guests.

After the fourth bottle Liz silently started chanting, "Chug it, Chug it!" Which again earned more stares. Finally on his sixth one he dropped it after draining its contents. Liz glared and snapped "No! You have to continue…wait this isn't my problem…its Amber's."

Chase shook hands with her grinning, and said, "Now I have a new member of the opera."

"When are you to tell amber?"

"As soon as she comes in."

"Well start talking 'cause she's coming." Jeron says.

Amber was silently walking to the table with a smile on her face. "That was Jennifer. A whole lot of crazy thing happened while we where gone. Ashleen called too. We are planning on going shopping tomorrow at the mall near the hotel."

"Not anymore." Liz says. Amber raises one eyebrow delicately, and tilts her head.

"Yeah. Liz bet your life, well free will actually, and lost. Now you have to do whatever I say." Chase says.

"Yeah right."

"Its kinda true." Liz says quietly.

"WHAT?" Amber screams standing up letting her seat fall behind her.

Back at the hotel Nathan, Jeron, and Tiffiny watched TV while Liz, Chase, and Amber argued. Tiffiny grabbed the remote and turned the sound up over Amber's yelling. Suddenly it became silent. Deadly silent. Except for the TV blasting no noise was heard. The three on the couch glanced at each other worriedly, and rushed to the room after Nathan said, "Lets go see who killed whom."

They found Chase asleep by the window and Amber and Liz snoring on the bed asleep also. The three rolled their eyes and went back to the TV.