Chapter 1- Forget Me Not

Monica jumped awake from her un-expected nap in her history class. The loud bell rang, the gratifying sound ringing in her ears. It was her first time falling asleep during a class she enjoyed, but she couldn't help closing her eyes for a moment which had somehow turned into a whole period. She tiredly stood up and grabbed the books on her desk, her legs slightly wobbling as she walked out of history class.

Monica stared down at her pink binder as she walked through the busy hallways, all the people around her irrelevant until suddenly she slammed into someone, more than likely a boy due to his muscular build. The dreadful action immediately snapped Monica out of her sleepy state.

"Watch where you're going Geller." He said.

Monica's head snapped up when she noticed the familiar voice.

Chandler Bing. Her brother's best-friend and a now usual guest at their yearly Thanksgiving dinners even though he terribly hated Thanksgiving. It was apparently because his parents had decided to inform their divorce to him during their thanksgiving meal or something yet Monica wasn't listening. She was too caught up intently staring at him. No one else besides Rachel knew about her small crush on Chandler the first time Ross invited him to their family's thanksgiving dinner. Monica didn't know what it was about him at the time but it was definitely not his hair. Maybe it was his smile, or that joke...

Yet, those feelings were suddenly exchanged with hurt and sadness when she eavesdropped on Ross and Chandler's conversation which had somehow included her, only to find out Chandler thought she was just some fat girl. Even though Monica had just met him that day, she took the comment to heart and for the first time she denied a piece of cake.

The next year, Monica fortunately lost a dramatic amount of weight and with the help of Rachel's amazing sense of fashion, had Chandler drooling all over himself. However, they had somehow developed a teasing, hate relationship that day which had gotten worse when Monica was eligible to skip a grade in Math, that only rewarded her with the same Math class as Chandler. She immediately regretted all the time she wasted over the summer the year prior studying un-necessary grade 11 math.

"You too, Bing." She glared.

Chandler smirked slyly at her before walking away into the now, almost empty hallways.

No matter how much Monica wanted to deny it, he was a really good-looking guy. His brunette locks and his smile were some great features but his blue eyes intrigued her the most.

She took a glace of him from the side of her shoulder, his blue backwards cap that now could easily be read. Monica quickly looked forward though, not risking the chance of Chandler believing she was checking him out. Even though she noticed that he sometimes checked her out as well, Monica never called him out on it. However, she knew he would always tease her about it in the back of math class during their daily arguments if he was ever to catch her.

Monica slowly made her way to her next class, science, despite that there was now completely no one in the hallways. She was still tired from last night, wishing she decided to call Rachel a lot earlier than she did.

Monica finally made it to the door of her science class, and walked in. The students and her science teacher, Mr. Smith all stared at her.

"Monica, can I help you?" Mr. Smith asked.

Monica raised an eyebrow, with no verbal reply. She mentally rechecked her schedule in her head, and gasped. She walked into the wrong class!

"Uhh..." Monica stood still, her face turning a deep shade of red."...Wrong class." She simply replied before quickly walking out. She heard a few giggles from some of the students before Mr. Smith hushed them.

It took Monica a moment to realize her next class was in fact, Math. She inwardly groaned in anger when she realized she even bumped into Chandler and didn't realize.

Monica quickly made her way into the grade 11 hallway, this time very cautious of which class she was entering. All pairs of eyes were on her once again, including Chandler who also had a smirk, as she slipped past desks until she reached her own.

"Monica Geller, where have you been for the last 10 minutes?" Mrs. White, her math teacher asked.

"..Uh, I was totally not keeping track of time Mrs. White." Monica said.

Mrs. White looked at her with a deathifying glare."..Never let it happen again."

Monica nodded in understandment and pulled out her notebook and pencils. She quickly wrote down some of the equations on the chalkboard inside her notebook. Just a few minutes later, there was a tap on her shoulder.

"What do you want Chandler?" Monica asked, annoyed."Don't you see I'm trying to do my work here?"

"Might as well not, since you still can't tell time." Chandler smirked as he watched Monica roughly drop her pencil on her desk and fully turn around in defense. He loved the amount of passion in her eyes everytime they would have arguments.

"For your information, I can tell time perfectly." Monica snapped.

"Oh really, is that why you were just 10 minutes late?" Chandler asked."Y'know, someone told me that the first time you read time was when you were 13. I think that was the last time too."

"Would you just shut-up?!" Monica shouted. It was suprisingly quiet in the class, her voice slightly startling a few people including Chandler.

"Is there something going on over there, Miss Geller?"

"N-No, ma'am." Monica nervously replied. She wasn't the type of person to throw people under the bus.

"Well try to keep it down, okay?" Mrs White said."... I don't know what as gotten into you today."

Monica stared down at her desk, ashamed. She never had never been told that before. She was the most perfect student, and she wanted to keep it that way, but with Chandler Bing right behind her, it would be impossible.

"Umm...Mrs. White, may I change my desk location?" Monica requested."I think I would concentrate alot more somewhere else."

Chandler was quite suprised by her decision, since there was days when their agruements would get past extreme.

"Sure, but you'll have to wait until Monday, it's the end of the period."

On cue, the bell rang, and everyone got out their seats rushing out the doors.

Monica walked to her locker, and opened it, placing her books at the top and grabbed her pink walet with change inside.

When she shut her locker, Monica was startled when Chandler appeared to be leaning on the locker next to her.

"So you're changing your desk location, huh?"

"Why do you care?" Monica asked

"I don't." Chandler quickly repiled."It's just that I know that you really don't want to move away from me." He smirked.

"How are you sure of that?" Monica's responded defensively."You think too high about yourself Chandler Bing."

"Oh really? Because Ross told me that you had a crush on me." Monica's eyes widened. She didn't recall ever telling Ross about her crush on Chandler, and it couldn't have been so obvious.

"Had." She admitted.

"So it's true?" Chandler asked with a grin.

"So what if it is, now I know how much of a douchebag you are." Monica snapped.

The grin on Chandler's face didn't fade. "A douchebag you had a crush on." He replied.

"I don't like you okay? Get that through your tiny brain!" Monica rarely ever yelled, but Chandler was just so fustrating.

"You know what?" Monica said, claming down."I think it's best for us to forget eachother."

Chandler's grin finally diasppeared and he, for the first time looked serious.

"Goodbye Chandler." Monica said before she began walking away into the empty hallways for the second time today, however Chandler quickly caught up behind her.

"Wait." He said, grabbing her wrist.

Monica turned back,"Wha-"

She was cut off by a tender kiss, and her eyes widened, caught completely off gaurd. She didn't pull away though, instead she fell into the kiss and shut her eyes, softly kissing back. She felt Chandler let go of her wrist and gasped when his hand slid from her thigh to her hip. He pulled her closer, their bodies less than a millilmetre apart.

Chandler groaned when Monica slowly interwinded her hands into his hair, tugging on his brunette locks softly. The kiss seemed to last forever, and everything around them seemed to have disappered until that gratifying bell from earlier rang.

Chandler slowly pulled away, and opened his eyes looking directly into Monica's.

"I dare you to try and forget me now." He said."...Goodbye Monica." Chandler let go of her and walked away, leaving Monica in the middle of the hallway just like she had done but instead, he didn't turn back.

Hey everyone!

I finally finished this Chapter I've been working on from last week. Please review telling me if you think I should continue! BTW shout-out to anyone born tomorrow, we have the same B-Day XD