Disclaimer- I don't own phantom of the opera, but I really wish I did.
A/N
Hey, it's been a long time, sorry for the long wait; I hope you enjoy this chapter. Have a pleasant day!
Random thing of advice….
Live each day as if it was your last, and treat all those around you the way you want to be treated, rather than lower yourself to the level of those you dislike. And being a bitch actually isn't a good thing…so stop being one!
Chapter 13- Decorations
Amber's POV
Yesterday's interesting adventure left me pissed off, confused out of my mind, and annoyed.
I was pissed at myself for pulling away from the most amazing kiss of my life, confused on why I did it, why he did it, and annoyed that I am confused.
Loads of fun, right?
"I am not doing that dance one more time!" I yelled at the top of my lungs to Chase, flopping on the stage with my arms stretched out and staring at the bright stage lights that clicked off.
Today was the day I had to practice the most annoying dance in the opera version of Alice in Wonderland. And I have been practicing for officially six hours and I felt like running out in the middle of the street and getting run over.
I might even try to.
"You're finished with that song, but you need to practice the added dance with the flowers." Chase said, after talking a moment with Tatiana about some dance moves.
"I DON'T WANNA!" I snapped like a four year old.
I think anyone would act the same way if they had to do a stupid dance with a bunch of idiotic girls, who are barely sober, in frilly flower costumes.
Frilly, pink, lacey, flower costumes to be exact!
"Practice makes perfect." Chase says with a bright smile. He turned to a flute player, who was asking for advice while batting her eyelashes off.
Yeah, only because she was a girl. Get my drift? Chase is such a playboy; he'd jump a duck and roll for almost anything on two legs that wear's a skirt. Hence why Tiff, Liz, and Nathan are definitely not safe. And yes, I said Nathan; he does occasionally wear a skirt, but only for special reasons.
Like that one time he dressed up as an exchange student from India, good times.
"Pay attention." Chase yelled making me jump. I narrowed my eyes looking at him, about ready to go down to him and bitch slap him.
Rolling my eyes I walked over to Robert who was flirting with Alexis.
"Ahem." I said coughing. Robert glared and, giving Alexis a sad look, walked over to me. She eyed me and glares with a flip of her oh-so-perfect hair.
We got into the proper position and started dancing. His hand brushed a little too low on the back of my waist and I kicked him in the balls, making it look accidental. Or at least I tried too.
"What was that?" He asked grunting before falling over. His hands clasped over his groin area. Not that there was much to grasp, if you get what I mean.
"Oh, sorry."
"You don't seem sorry." Alexis says, bending over the fallen Robert with another glare.
"Well, can't you see my awful sorry face?" I asked with a sarcastic voice.
Chase got up on stage and said, "I'll be your partner until Robert…heals."
HIM? My partner? Yeah right, let's see this.
"Sure." I said taking his hand in my own and getting into position before moving along with the music. I move my left foot out, pointing it, leaned away from him, my hands clasped with his, and my eyes stuck to his own dark orbs.
I felt like I was on cloud nine, moving and swaying to the music with Chase as my dance partner. Soft beautiful music played in the background, it was sweetly silent otherwise. I felt as if I could never stop moving. I could almost see fireworks…
Wait…FIREWORKS? WHAT THE CRAP?
Before I knew it Chase was spinning me and I, being out of it, slipped and started falling over.
Damn Isaac Newton, I was no match for gravity. I fell and landed face first.
Chase rushed over to me, shocked, and asked if I was all right. I hit him and then lay face down, sighing.
Everyone started cracking up while I lay on the floor in horrible pain. Those cruel and unusual people! What was wrong with world today, how can they laugh at someone withering on the floor in pain?
I must in inform you, my friends are sick and twisted people, SICK AND TWISTED I SAY!
Ok, so maybe I wasn't in horrible pain, but my face did hurt. Then I remembered a phrase from a movie so I sat up and said, "Nobody makes me bleed my own blood."
"You're not bleeding though." Chase asks, looking down at me, making me roll my eyes.
People these days. "Forget it. I've got everything down."
Chase rolled his eyes and crossed his arms, recognizing the phrase from the movie Dodge ball.
"Chase you are-." I was about to say 'such a moron' when he automatically cut me off.
"Brilliant? Devilishly handsome? The star of your nightly erotic dreams?"
"HELL NO, YOU SICKO PERVERT!" I screamed hitting him on the back of the head before plopping down in the first row of seats, next to Liz and Tiff.
"We are way behind schedule! Did anyone remember it was October? We haven't even set up decorations!" Exclaimed Alex, walking out from back stage holding a clip board and wearing dark blue jeans along with a black hoodie.
"Dude, it's been that long? Boy, time does pass by quickly when you're having fun." I said looking over to Liz and Tiff who nodded.
"We haven't even scheduled the annual Halloween ball." Chase said, rubbing his chin.
"A ball? You have a freaking ball? Jeeze, you have an opera every month, meetings with stars, not to mention royalty, take vacations whenever you want, have an insane psycho trying to screw things up around here, and now a ball!" Jennifer exclaimed, throwing her up her hands and rolling her eyes dramatically.
"Charmed life." Alex says nodding as he moved to sit down next to her, his arm going over her shoulders as he crossed his legs.
"Anyways…how about you let us schedule the ball, we can think of a theme and everything." Tiff said with excitement written all over her. Her hands clasped together as she looked back and forth between Alex and Chase.
"Sure, if you can handle it." Chase says shrugging. Alex looked over to him and then back to the Americans and nodded.
"Score! I vote masquerade theme!" Liz and I say at once, giving each other high fives as they jumped out of our seats.
"Heck yeah! It's shopping time!" Jennifer said jumping over to them eagerly.
Alex and Chase turned to each other nervously, they had just created the worst monsters in the world.
Thirty minutes, lots of begging, some violence, and puppy eyes later Jennifer, Amber, Liz, Tiff, and Jeron sat in the Andre's best limo, holding both of the guys credit cards on their way to the largest shopping mall in Paris for decorations and costumes.
"Oh, this is soooooooo cool." I said looking out the window of the limo and waving at random people before cackling.
On the far left side of myself, Jennifer also waved out the window and Jeron sat in between us with his head in his hands, embarrassed. Liz and Tiff sat further off in their own seats, looking through the credit cards and talking about costumes. Smee, who was, of course, driving, chuckled to him, enjoying the insane wild teen's company, blasted the radio and smirked as he noticed strange looks the limo was getting because of the waving girls.
"Where first, young Americans?" Smee asked over his shoulder as he stopped at the red light and watched cars zoom by.
"Haven't thought about that, where are we gonna go first?" I asked turning to everyone.
"How about the mall, it does have everything." Liz said shrugging.
"True, Smee to the largest mall around!" I said with thumbs up to Smee who nodded and turned, just as the light turned a brilliant green.
Tiff who was getting bored of the silence, other than the talking, leaned to the front and started blasting her all American Rejects CD with a large grin. She then started rocking out and raising her hands in the air, tapping them on the limo roof. I rolled my eyes and resisted the urge to grin like an idiot. I finally gave in to the irresistible beat and started singing along, my voice raspy from all of the recent practice but still good.
Then, crouching in the limo, I started dancing stupidly with a large grin, making Tiff move side to side and give me a double thumbs up. Instead of continuing to sing regularly, I began to sing the words in opera and start to do small ballet moves.
"Amber, I swear, you are so insane." Liz said, rolling her eyes with a giggle.
"I prefer very immature for my age, and quirky eccentric."
Liz laughed and then eyed Tiff as she head banged like a crazy insane lunatic. Jeron forced Nathan to copy Tiff and laughed as Nathan head went up and down wildly.
"So how's Chase doing?" Jennifer asked randomly turning to me.
"Um, fine. Why are you asking me this?"
"'Cause he's going to be the father of your children," Liz interjects with a look that screamed 'duh'.
"Hell no. He's the most perverted, sex-crazed person I've ever met!" I exclaimed with wide eyes before snickering slightly.
Me and him? Sure, I've thought about it, but that would never work out.
"Hence, why you would have children…you know 'cause sex can bring kids and since he likes it a lot, you guys would be busy in the bedroom having him insert-." Jennifer was cut off as I slapped a hand over her mouth and mouthed 'hell no' repeatedly until she got the point.
Thank the lord I didn't get to hear the rest of her sentence.
Marrying and having wild passionate sex is definitely not in my life goals. And yes before you ooh and ah, yes I am a virgin, amazing isn't it? I actually kept my legs closed, unlike most girls, and decided to save myself for my actual soul mate and not some freak I could pick up at a bar.
Now, you want to know my goals in life, well they're a bit strange, but here they are.
Get Orlando bloom to marry me, become slightly famous in whatever I'm good at, rape said Orlando bloom, as long as he's dressed like Legolas, proving also that women can rape men, hire a assassin to kill a fly, literally, and laugh head off about said dead fly. Oh, and repay debts to the mafia.
Although I have never met the mafia or have any debts to them.
"We're here!" Jeron exclaimed, poking his head out of the limo window with a grin before jumping out of the car as Smee slowed down. I grinned, waving to Smee before jumping out also and laughed as I watched Jeron run to the mall, his arms outstretched and a large excited smile on his face.
"He looks like a kid in a candy shop." I commented following after him.
"This is his playground." Tiff said nodding as she fell into step along with Liz.
"I think this whole mall is going to be our playground today, especially with these." Liz said waving the clump of credit cards around in the air with a beam.
"Hell, all of Paris has been our playground for these three weeks." Tiff said as they walked through the glass doors and then looked up at the tall white walls and the glass ceiling that revealed that baby blue, autumn sky.
Looking at the tile floor for a second I looked up, only to gasp happily before saying, "Costume shop!"
Liz and Tiff turned to look and then both beamed excitedly before we practically charged towards it. Once inside we started trying on anything and everything.
Liz went up to the very front and slammed a credit card on the counter and said, "WE WANT EVERYTHING!"
Eventually, we picked out a large assortment of costumes, after a small argument with the manager, who was pissed at the fact that we screwed up a few decorations, and then left in search of things on our large Halloween list.
"How about we split up. Liz, you and Jeron can go get the spider web, grave stones, plastic spiders, lights, and snakes for the day, any other decoration type of stuff. Tiff and I will go get the invitations, planners, masks, table settings, and whatever else." I suggested as Jeron joined back up with us, carrying two bags of Dior designer clothes.
Nodding, we split up, Liz and Jeron taking the second level and Tiff and myself staying on the first.
Running into a hallmark I asked a women in the front where the invitations where and we could have them re-created into something more creative. I mean, hello, we definitely had the money for it.
So after finally picking out a invitation styled after a blood red mask and bought every single one in the store, we made our way to a more expansive shop where we bought masks for each of our friends that would go with their costumes. Talking to Jeron and Liz on the phone half of the time we talked about what we had found and where we could meet to leave.
This was, in the end, decided to be in front of Hot Topic.
"Ah, Hot Topic, how I missed thee." I said opening up my arms and looking at Hot Topic as if it where my savior.
"It's not the same." Tiff muttered, eyeing the store.
"What'd you mean?"
"Well, it's like a lot of places, there can be several hot topics all across the world, and there's only one I love. And I love it because of the special memories we had there." She crossed her arms.
Um, did that come out of her mouth? Is she trying to steal my friendship speech spotlight? WHAT THE CRAP!
"Amber! Tiff!" Liz exclaimed, making her way over to them, waving, next to her was Jeron and Ashleen.
"Oh my god! Hey!" I said, giving Ashleen a quick hug before apologizing about not hanging out with her.
After a while, we convinced Ashleen to come along with us to the opera and help decorate. I mentioned also that we could have lunch together and get lots of chatting in.
Smee smiled and shook hands with Ashleen and then sped off to the opera house, letting us blast some music and chat.
"So, tell me about Chase, every time I call Hayley she's tweaking out about your future husband! And why the crap didn't you tell me you are engaged!" Ashleen asked, grabbing me by the shoulders and shaking me.
"Well, you see- wait. Hold up." I said, throwing up my hands.
"What?"
"The crap? Who the freaking hell said I was engaged?" I exclaimed, realizing what she just said.
"Hayley, and she said Chase told her."
"Really now, well we aren't." I said turning red, thinking about the last kiss we shared and looked out the window.
Damn stupid, freaking loser, why the hell would he think I would ever marry him? I'm going to college in a month or two; I don't have time to get married! Hell, I'm only eighteen! What the crap is he thinking, oh, that's right, he isn't.
"You like him." Ashleen said suddenly. I choked and turned to her, shocked.
"No way."
"Yes, you do. Every time we talk about him you blush or stutter. Obviously, you have had some moments with him and you're just trying to hide the fact that you have major feeling for him."
Smee came to stop as I stared at her, shocked and then realized we were, in front of the opera house. Without a second glance, I jumped out and stumbled to the front, my legs feeling like jelly.
Stupid moron, she thinks she knows everything. I don't like Chase; she's just trying to freak me out. Well, it's not gonna work. Nope, not at all.
Stalking into the opera house with tons of bags, I tossed them aside and went on search for Chase. When I found him he was playing the piano with his eyes closed, looking content, and serene.
"Chase."
"Oui?"
"I was wondering if we could go over what the girls and I have talked about the ball."
"Oui." He said, turning to me and crossing his legs.
"Well, we planned it to be on all hallows eve, starting at six and ending exactly at midnight. The main colors, black and red and the theme would be a 19th century ball. Like the one in Phantom of the Opera when Erik shows up in his awesome Red Death costume. Anyways…the guest will be, of course, all from your selection and as soon as I can get a list from either you or Alex then I can send out the invitations."
"Amber, you don't have to do all of that. I have a secretary for a reason."
"You mean you use those other than for screwing?" Nathan asked with mock surprise as he walked by.
Chase and I both shot him glares and watched him slink off after Liz and Jeron, who were talking up a storm, as if they where in their own little world.
"I want to show you something. I think you might be surprised." Chase said softly, placing a hand on my shoulder.
"Um, sure?"
A/N
Since this chapter was going to go on forever I decided to make two parts, in the next some of the past will be revealed and Liz will go out on a date! Yay Liz!
Editor (Liz) - ohh… craps…
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