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I rush inside on this cold January afternoon. There is fresh snow on the ground of my yard. I wish this snow would hurry up and go away. It is the day after the New Year and I notice a moving truck backing into the driveway next door. I can see the driveway from my upstairs bedroom window. I open my blinds and I see a man get out. It's just a man, no one else with him. He is the most handsome man I
have ever seen. He is too old for me though. I just turned 18 yesterday and I am still in high school. He is clearly an adult and not in high school still.

By the look of the stuff that the movers are carrying, he looks rich.

I hear a knock on my opened door and I turn around. My mom is holding a plate of cookies. "I am swamped in the kitchen, will you please go bring these to our new neighbor?"

I smile, of course I would. He's gorgeous. "Sure mom." I take the plate of peanut butter cookies and go next door.

When I come face to face with him, I suddenly don't know what to say. He's even more handsome up close.

I hurry and say something so this guy doesn't think I am a freak or something. "Hi, I'm Monica and I live next door." I hand him the plate of cookies. "My mom made these. She always gives them to the new neighbors." I smile.

He smiles back and reaches his hand out to shake mine which I accept. "It's nice to meet you Monica. I'm Chandler."

"I like that name." I tell him. Which is true, I have never heard anyone named Chandler before.

He smirks at me. "Really? People usually tell me how weird it is."

I shake my head. When I first walked outside, I was freezing but that suddenly went away.

He looks at me for a moment and opens the front door. "You look like you're freezing. Please come in."

I walk into his house that is much warmer than outside.

He puts the plate of cookies onto the counter. "Thank you again for the cookies. I would offer you a drink but all I have is water since I just got here."

"Don't worry about it. I can't stay anyway."

He nods slowly. "You can come over anytime. I'm a writer so I work at home."

I look at him with admiration. "That's great, I love writing. I plan on going to college for writing."

He smiles. "That's fantastic. My first book is being published next month. I can get you a copy if you want."

"Yes that would be great." I want to hug him but I know that may seem weird so I don't.

I pull my scarf tighter before I open up the front door. "It was nice meeting you again."

He holds the door open for me as I walk out. "It was nice meeting you as well Monica."

He winks at me and I walk away with a smile on my face.

When I go back home, my brother's car pulls up. He tries to come over every Friday night for dinner. When he walks in, I give him a hug.

"Have you met Chandler yet?" He asks me.

I look at him strangely. "Yeah, how do you know him?"

Ross takes his jacket off and puts it on the coat rack. "He was my roommate in college. Great guy."

So if he was Ross' roommate, that means he isn't too much older than me. Ross just turned 23, so Chandler might be 22, 23 or even 24. "He seems really nice."

Ross nods. "He is. Will Rachel be coming?"

I can't help but laugh a little. Ross has had a crush on my best friend Rachel for years now. I keep trying to hook them up but nothing has happened with that yet. My brother is far too shy.

"Yes Ross, in fact she is on his way."

His face lights up.

I roll my eyes. "Would you just ask her out already?"

His face turns serious. "I could never do that. What if she says no?"

I just shrug my shoulders. "I can ask her out for you."

I see all the color fade from Ross' face. "No don't."

"Why don't you invite your friend from next door?" My mom tells Ross.

"Great idea mom."

While Ross is next door getting Chandler, I find myself checking my hair in the mirror. Even though he just saw me a few minutes ago, I still need to make sure I look my best.

When the guys walk in, my brother immediately starts talking to Rachel. I don't know how but I think she has no idea how much he likes her.

Chandler looks at me and shakes my hand once again. "Oh wow, you're Ross' sister."

I smile. "Yeah, you seem surprised."

"No it's not that, I just have heard so much about you from Ross over the years. He never mentioned how pretty you are." His mouth closes fast like he didn't mean to say that. He quickly looks at Ross to make sure Ross didn't hear him say that.

I feel my cheeks blush a little. "Well thank you."

He gestures to Rachel. "That must be Rachel. I have heard a lot about her too."

I laugh. "Yeah, he's had a crush on her for years."

He rolls his eyes slightly. "I know, I've heard. Quite a few times actually." He clears his throat, eager to change the subject. "Is your boyfriend coming to dinner as well?"

I smile, something I find myself doing a lot since meeting him about 30 minutes ago. I'm not complaining though. "Actually, I don't have a boyfriend."

I see a look of relief on his face. "Well that's good, I don't need someone kicking my butt for sitting next to the girlfriend."

I laugh. "No you don't have to worry about that."

"That's good."

His eyes never left mine.