Have you ever waken up one morning and had several notes to yourself? Well on this particularly lovely morning, I had specifically two that I was going to definitely make sure of.

2. Note to self: Never ever drink with my friends if my life depends on it

1. Note to self: Kill Nathan before the day is over.

Why, you ask, are they my top two things? Well, it all started last night, the lovely night when my friends and I were invited to dine with Prince William and the queen of England. Most people would have been extremely excited, and nervous. I, on the other hand, was mostly annoyed, and drunk.

Yep, I said it, drunk.

Another question you probably want answered, why I was drunk. To answer your obsessively annoying questions, I'll go back in time to yesterday afternoon, when all hell broke loose.

Which means, Nathan was in one of his 'special', I'm-insane-and-need-to-do-something-stupid moods.

"God, life is too perfect." Jennifer muttered as she turned to the side, looking herself up and down in the mirror critically.

"I second that." Liz said, flipping through a magazine, not even glancing at the mirror.

"Yep," Amber said nodding and looking at her hair carefully.

"We're Mary sues..." Tiff said trailing off, her right eye twitching.

Amber, Liz, and Jennifer turned at the exact same time in complete shock. The three then started completely denying the fact that they could ever be considered Mary sues.

"Really, look at us! First, Amber gets a great job, the eye of one of the hottest famous and richest bachelors in France. Then Jennifer scores a job, getting with Alex, Chase's brother, making him rich also. Then Liz starts getting attention from Rick, a Gerard Butler hottie!"

"Oh, holy crap." Amber said eyes wide.

"You finally figured it out!" Tiff said excitedly.

"No….you said hottie….it's amazing."

Tiff thus slammed her head onto the bathroom counter with a strangled scream.

Well…the afternoon did start off a bit alright, but believe me, it will be bad.

"So, what would you say if I decided I'm not going to the restaurant?" Nathan asked, slipping into the bathroom, not even wasting time to knock.

"I'd say you're trying to hook up with Jeron and do naughty things while we're gone." Amber responded, staring at her eyes in the mirror, and lifting one brow.

"Amber, I know you have fantasies, but I doubt any of us want to hear them."

"Haha, hilarious, so why are you skipping?" She finally asked, looking away from the mirror and putting one hand on her hip.

"Do you really think I want to be there when all of you goggle over princey?"

"All of us?" Liz asked crossing her arms.

"Ok…just Amber." Nathan said rolling his eyes skyward. Amber glared and stuck her tongue out.

"Sounds like you're….jealous?" Jennifer asked, suddenly smirking.

Nathan looked at her, long and hard, and then erupted with laughter, his voice bouncing off the walls, and probably scaring anyone near the hotel.

"Damn, you ass, are you trying to say I am not worthy of jealousy?" Amber asked with fake annoyance.

"Yes. I. Am." Nathan said, laughing as he flew out of the bathroom, barely missing the bar of soap aimed at his head.

Pouting, Amber went back to looking in the mirror, while the other three snickered happily. They continued to stay inside the bathroom, pampering themselves for the night, or so thought, when in reality they where just annoying the crap out of the guys, who had even begged and pleaded to let them relieve themselves.

Eventually, the girls moved back to the room they shared, going through dresses and trying to figure out what to wear. It was finally decided they would dress each other up, decided by Jennifer, who just wanted to play matchmaker without Amber knowing.

"You're not going either?" Jeron asked as he pulled at his light blue turtle neck sweater, making sure he looked good as usual.

"Yeah, I'm going to just hang out here." Nathan said lazily, laying across the couch and picking up the television remote.

"Did you tell them?" Jeron asked, sticking his thumb to the door of the girl's room.

"Mhmm," Nathan nodded his head, staring at the television as if it was his lifeline.

"Ok, whatever then." Jeron said rolling his eyes back and putting on his gold watch.

A loud slam made Nathan and Jeron both jump in their spots. Glancing to where the noise occurred, they found Liz wearing a knee length soft lavender skirt, silk black top, dangling chandelier earrings, and scary high heels.

"Oh my!" Jeron gasped, covering his mouth with saucer size eyes.

Silence followed his gasp as the two males stared at Liz, who stared darkly back.

"Has anyone felt the shift in the space time continuum?" Nathan asked suddenly, looking at Liz's heels.

"I have only one word to respond to that." Liz said rolling her eyes and glaring simultaneously.

"And that one special word is?"

"Amber."

The door behind Liz suddenly opened slightly; a hand shot out from the small crack, latched onto Liz, and pulled her back inside making sure to shut the door. The two boys stared at the door surprised once again and heard the flip of the lock. Following that, they could hear terrified screams about blush, eyeliner, mascara, and such.

"Amber?" Nathan asked with a questioning look to Jeron.

"Amber." Jeron nodded.

Both boys stayed looking serious for a millisecond before cracking up. Their laughter, of course, stayed below the screams, just for entertainment.

Clothes lay scattered across the room, along with various heeled shoes, brand name make up products, and even several different types of hair brushes. The large bed was moved to the side of the room, a radio rested on top of it, amongst scattered belongings, blaring a French all-girl pop band.

Amber was spinning around in a pair of soft pink ballet flats; Tiffiny covering her ears as if she was in agonizing pain, while the other two girls argued about what jewelry to wear for tonight.

"I am not wearing hoop earrings! I already said I'm sticking with my chandelier ones!" Liz said, putting a hand on her hip, temper flaring.

"But they don't look good with your dress!" Jennifer said rolling her eyes and stomping her foot as she defended her idea.

"I. Don't. Care!" Liz said, slowly, in a raised voice.

"WHY! Shouldn't you be trying to impress Rick?"

"I'm not a Jeron clone; I don't give a damn about impressing someone with my style!"

"Wait…are you saying, or insinuating I sound like Jeron?"

"Yes."

"…" Jennifer rushed to the bathroom, slamming the door behind her and let out an ear piercing shriek.

Smiling, Liz muttered, 'That's what I thought.' Before moving to sit down and put her good old earrings on.

Nathan was still lying in front of the television two hours later, looking very bored, the remote clutched into his hand. Jeron had gone out, as planned, to shop, as usual. A smirk slowly spread across his face as an old black and white movie played in front of him. He watched a few more minutes of it before his smirk became Cheshire-like.

Jennifer, who had walked into the living room, looking for her My Chemical Romance CD, glanced at him, holding back a shudder. It was completely obvious he was planning something, another stupid scheme, which was surely going to screw someone over soon.

Finally, it was time for the girls to be picked up and go to meet the queen. The girls stood in a half circle in the middle of the living room, giggling over Amber's red flushed face and Chase's grin.

Tiff was now wearing a pair of knee-high, black thin-heeled boots, a semi-short black skirt, and a dark evergreen spaghetti strap top with a choker matching Amber and Liz's, but with black spikes on the band. Also her hair, normally in a pony tail, laid spread on her back, smooth and soft.

Liz was wearing a violet lace dress with a dark purple slip under it, black ballet flats, and a choker similar to Ambers but it wasn't Celtic. Her red curly hair was straightened and put into a messy but cute pony tail.

Jennifer wore a knee-length black skirt, a black halter top, a crimson long-sleeved top under the halter, and her brown air was put into a bun, tied back by a black bow.

Amber was wearing a black knee-length skirt with a slit going to her hip, a light pale forest green sheer skirt under it, and a black tightly tied corset styled top. Around her throat was a black lace chocker with a gothic Celtic cross.

Getting into the limo, Smee silently drove them to the restaurant and they chatted once in awhile. When the limo had stopped, silence came over again and everyone turned to the door.

Chase, offering Amber his arm, asked, "Shall we once again, my Ange?"

"Duh." Amber said with a smile, getting out and looping their arms together, almost looking like a picture perfect couple.

Entering the restaurant, the same one they made the bet at, heads turned to look, then stare, at Chase and Alex.

"What's up with that? They didn't do that before." Jennifer asked, trying to not notice the stares.

"We have been known as the most eligible bachelors for awhile now, and ever since people have been hearing rumors we aren't bachelors any longer." Alex said, giving her a wink and putting his arm around her waist, a little too far down. She jumped with a glare and hit him with her handbag, before going to sit down at the table.

Tiffiny sat far away with her camera, prepared for picture taking. Also to be very far away from Prince William, who would be arriving with the queen any minute.

"I wonder if they like each other." Chase whispered with a smirk, glancing at Liz and Rick that sat across from them.

"Duh again." Amber said rolling her eyes.

Chase reached over and grasped her hand before saying, "Thank you for coming with me."

"Sure." Amber said blushing.

Chase smiled and looked into her eyes, reflecting the candles on the table.

Everyone in the restaurant stood up suddenly when the queen and prince William appeared at the doorway.

(They popped out of nowhere! How fun!)

"Hello, your highness." Alex and Chase say together, bowing like good little gentleman.

"Hello, Alexander, Chase." The queen said with a small smile.

Chase and Alex led Prince William, who had his eyes on the girls, and the Queen to the table and sat down with smiles.

"I would like you to meet Amber Lea. She is the new star at the Opera Populaire and my soon-to-be wife." Chase said with a large smile. Under the table Amber kicked him hard, but smiled politely anyways.

Nathan snuck inside, sitting himself at a table far enough away to be hidden, but close enough to cause trouble.

The Queen smiled and leaned over the table and said, "Congratulations to the both of you. I never would have thought a woman would tame you, but I have been proven wrong."

"Oh, why thank you, your highness, but Chase and I are not getting married. He has some thought in his head that we are. I blame the time when he slipped down the stairs when he was little."

"Ah, at what height was he when he fell?" The queen asked raising one eyebrow, a smile appearing.

"The very top, I'm afraid. It was when he was seven, if I am remembering the story correctly." Amber said smiling devilishly.

"I watched over him when he was little kid; he didn't turn out so bad," Alex said crossing his arms and looking offended.

"Ah, I see what you now mean, Miss Lea." The queen says with a small chuckle nodding towards Amber. The whole table silently laughed/snickered at the Andre brothers.

"Please, your highness, call me Amber."

The queen nodded stiffly and said, with a small smile, "Only if you call me Elizabeth. I do hate formalities."

"Anything you would like…Elizabeth." Amber said nodding nervously; her hand was gently squeezed by Chase's for encouragement.

After ordering, they chatted as if they where old friends. Except Amber, who stayed silent, looking very nervous and twitchy at once. Chase and Alex had to excuse themselves in the middle of the dinner, stating they had a quick call to attend to. The Queen nodded, understanding completely, and dismissed them.

"You look lovely…Jennifer was it?" William asked, leaning over to Jennifer, his breath smelling overly liquored.

"Oh, well, thanks." Jennifer says leaning away from him with a small tight smile.

"Anytime…" He said, looking at her chest more than her face.

"Hm, sure," Jennifer said eyeing him, annoyed.

"How about you sit on my lap and we can talk about the first thing that…pops up?" William said, flashing his dazzling white teeth.

"How about I stick my fork up your-."

"The queen was just saying she can not wait to see the opera, isn't that wonderful, Jen?" Amber said, stopping her and putting on a bright and happy smile.

"Oh, that's splendid." Jennifer says through gritted teeth to the oblivious queen of England.

"I am glad you are pleased. Now, if you will excuse me, I need to go powder my nose, and such." The queen says dramatically with a little laugh. Everyone nodded and stood up respectfully for her, but she ushered for them to sit.

"So where was I?" William then asked turning back to Jennifer, his hand sliding up her thigh.

"About to get killed." She said through gritted teeth, reaching for a glass of wine from a waiter walking by, but accidentally bumping the candle in the middle of the table.

And, as you can guess, it fell into the prince's lap.

Right where Mr. Happy was. His eyes bulged out of their sockets and he screamed, high pitched, and jumped up, frantic.

Gasps erupted through the room and Liz, who was shocked, grabbed a glass of liquid and dumped it on his crotch, but the funny thing was…that liquid was scotch, making his pants flare up more, and his screams become higher.

Everyone stared at William in shock, some waiters ran frantically for glasses of water, and a little girl in the background laughed her head off as her mother tried to shut her up.

Tiff, who was giggling madly, finally grabbed the glass of ice water she was drinking and spilled it over William quickly. William dropped to the ground, gasping, his hands fondling himself, and groaning in pain.

Nathan was still sitting at his table, almost falling out of his seat in shock.

The queen came back and looked at her grandson, shocked but then turned to the girls and asked in the most polite and innocent tone, "Did my grandson try to make another move on someone?"

"Yes, your highness." Jennifer said blushing red, embarrassed.

"He can be such a…how do you Americans say it…."

"Horn dog?" Amber offered.

"Yes, he can be such a horn dog. Ah, well, since he has disgraced me so, we shall take our leave."

"Oh your highness, you don't have to do that…I am so sorry for being so rude…" Jennifer said, although she was faking it and wanted to cuss William out the whole time.

"No child, you have nothing to be sorry for. I will see you all at the opera this coming Friday." And with that she left, her followers went with her. William was helped out by some servants but, other than that, nobody moved to help.

Chase and Alex came in as soon as the queen left, and stalked over to the table. Both looking shocked and pissed.

When Tiff moved over to their table and explained what happened, the men looked furious. Alex, Chase, and Rick all stalked out of the restaurant to have a final word with the Queen and her horn dog of a grandson.

"Well, we screwed up, now didn't we?" Tiff said sighing.

"Oh yeah, you can say that again." Amber said, nodding.

Nathan looked at the drinks on the menu and finally found one that looked very interesting. Ushering the waiter over, he asked if he could have them brought over to the table where the queen once sat. Nodding, the waiter accepted the large wad of money and went off to have the drinks served.

"Here you are, ladies." A female waitress said holding onto a tray and sliding the drinks off.

"Oh, but we didn't order these!" Tiff exclaimed.

"They are on the house, so enjoy." She replied, grinning before disappearing amongst the crowds of people.

"This is really good." Liz said, sipping it.

"Yeah, it is." Amber agreed quickly.

"Let's order some more." Jennifer said, finishing her first glass within seconds.

They each ordered three of the same drink before they realized it was some type of French liquor. Sadly their language skills were still not good (Liz could speak French earlier, so we're just going to assume she was too drunk to do so now), so they couldn't ask what was in them before it was too late.

Nathan watched them drink more, holding in laughter, trying not to loose it. His scheme was planning to work…slowly…bit by bit.

"I just realized this is liquor." Liz said, her head spinning as she clutched at her skirt, watching the room spin.

"Heehee- I likey." Jennifer said, raising her glass for more.

"Meep!" Amber giggled, slamming her head into the table making the others giggle.

"I swear to drunk, I'm not god!" Tiffiny said ordering more, her cheeks flushed.

"This is good stuff, man." Liz said, swaying in her chair.

"I wonder if Alex will have children with me!" Jennifer whispered to Liz, giggling.

"I bet he will." Liz said.

"I like Ned." Amber said, giggling.

"I like Ned more!" Jennifer shouted at her.

"No I do!" Amber snapped back.

"No me!" Jennifer said, pointing to herself.

"Me!" Amber yelled.

"Shut up about the stupid pole! What about pie!" Liz said, falling over in her seat.

"Pie's mine!" Amber yelled, giggling.

Chase and Alex walked in and stopped, staring at the girls.

"Oh, look, the muffin man! I want muffins!" Jennifer said, pointing at Alex before slamming her head onto the table and bringing it up to chug her drink.

"Muffins are goooooood." Amber said, her eyes rolling around happily.

"I like pie." Tiffiny said, getting up and almost dancing before falling down.

"I want you!" Jennifer shouted at Alex, giggling.

"This is not good." Alex said, looking at Chase.

"Speak for yourself. I say, we take advantage of this." Chase said, smirking as Amber giggled, looking at him.

"Ah. Well, you do have a point." Alex said, raising his eyebrows and going over to Jennifer.

"You are sexy." Jennifer slurred.

"Chase is sexier." Amber said, drinking the last sip of her liquor.

"No he isn't."

"Yes he is."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes and I love him." Amber said kissing Chase's neck. Jennifer rolled her eyes and kissed Alex full on the lips, making him get a shocked 'o' face.

Liz giggled, "Heehee, they're all ugly. Erik is hot!" And then she fell over, out of her chair and waved at Rick walking to the table with raised eyebrows.

"We need to take them home." Rick said, eyeing everyone watching. Which of course meant everyone.

"Yeah. He is very right." Alex said, helping Jennifer up and carrying her bridal style. Chase did the same with Amber and they paid the bill before going out to the limo.

Rick managed to get Liz and Tiffiny both inside before Smee took off to the hotel.

Jennifer giggled with her head on Alex's lap, patting his knee and calling it pretty.

Giggling also, Amber played with Chase's hair and then kissed him. Chase, being well… Chase, kissed her back, then broke it with a sigh.

"We could always rape them." Alex said suddenly.

"No raping them with me in the limo. Now, if you put me out of it, then whatever." Liz said, sitting up before falling over again.

Walking quietly out of the restaurant, after giving Jeron's credit card, which he borrowed, to the cashier, Nathan started cracking up. Anyone passing by would have thought he was loosing it. Hailing a cab, he decided not to go straight back to the hotel, knowing perfectly well that it wasn't going to be pretty.

You see why I need to kill Nathan!