This came to me when I was bored. So, I put on my headphones and listened to Howie Day, but all I came up with was some mushy MC, and I wasn't in the mood. So, I switched to Bowling for Soup and halfway through 'Life After Lisa', this came into my head.
I don't own "Friends" or anything to do with it… :sadness:
To… Amy, because she wrote TOW Chandler's Chance and that story's sooo pretty!
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"Squeak"
Squeak. Squeak.
Rachel's eyes popped open.
Squeak. Squeak.
What the hell?
Squeak. Squeak.
Rachel sat up in her bed, her hair falling messily into her eyes. Was there someone in her apartment?
Squeak.
It was coming from Monica's room, Rachel decided, her nose wrinkling.
Um, ew, she thought in disgust.
Squeak. Squeak.
Diving across her bed, Rachel tugged open her nightstand's top drawer, pulling out a pair of earplugs. Shoving them into her ears, she grinned.
Silence.
…
Squeak. Squeak.
Damn it.
Ripping the earplugs out, she dug further into the drawer and pulled out her old Walkman. Putting the headphones over her ears, she pressed 'play'. The Beatles' 'Hey, Jude' pounded on her eardrums, but it was quiet.
No squeaking.
No gross Monica images.
THUMP.
Muffled giggling.
"What the hell is she doing!" Rachel muttered, tossing the headphones and Walkman onto her mattress and strolling out her room, preparing to confront Monica- what the hell was she doing at two in the morning!
After two quick knocks on her roommate's door, she called towards the room, "I'm coming in!" and entered to one of the most confusing sights she'd ever seen (at least, at two a.m.).
Chandler sat on Monica's bed, looking like a deer caught in the headlights. Joey was sprawled out on the floor, biting his lip to keep from laughing.
"What are you doing in Monica's room at TWO IN THE MORNING!" Rachel yelled, running her hands through her hair.
"We were bouncing on her bed," Chandler explained quietly, fingering the fabric of the covers.
"Our beds suck for bouncing," Joey added.
Rachel's hands balled into two fists and her face turned a magnificent shade of red, "Just because Monica is at Richard's DOESN'T MEAN YOU CAN BOUNCE ON HER BED! I AM TRYING TO SLEEP!"
"Sorry Rach."
"Sorry."
"GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT!" Rachel screamed, her anger of being woken up at two in the morning because her idiot friends were bouncing on her roommate's bed blossoming into full-blown Rachel-rage.
"Okay, jeez…" Chandler muttered, jumping off the bed and tugging Joey up off the floor. "We're leaving…"
"And I'm telling Monica!" Rachel threatened as they exited the apartment, looking slightly embarrassed.
"God, no, don't tell her-" Chandler pleaded as he reached the door, but Rachel stuck her tongue out and slammed the door in his worried face.
Feeling both irritated and successful, Rachel shook her head in disbelief.
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