Your Secret Admirer
As usual, none of these characters belong to me, and I mean no infringement on property.
She watched him intently as he passed by her in the hallway, a big smile played upon her lips. She felt herself flush as he returned the smile. She burrowed her head in her blue locker, to keep anyone from noticing. Monica, her best friend, noticed.
"You are so the smitten kitten!" Monica exclaimed, loving how she was making her best friend blush.
"I am not! And besides, he's your brother!" Rachel said back at Monica.
"You're in love with my brother!" Monica said in a singsong voice, jumping around.
"I am not! And oh my god SHUSH!" Rachel said looking around to make sure that no one heard.
"He's the biggest geek in school! How can you like him?" Monica asked incredulously.
"I don't know. He's just so sexy. And he's smart! I love that in a guy…" Rachel finished, totally whipped.
"Maybe I should tell him…" Monica said teasingly.
"Please don't Monica! I'll kill you if you do!" Rachel begged
"Okay. Maybe not this time. Do you want to come over tonight for dinner and watch him some more?"
"Yes! I mean sure." Monica laughed at Rachel's obsession. Rachel was what you described as beautiful. She had long golden blond hair, with large green eyes. She had a large nose, but was getting it reduce. She could have any guy in the school. She was only in grade 11, but any guy in grade 12 or college would be lucky to have her.
Ross liked Rachel, as a friend. She was nice to her sister, when no one else would be. Monica was overweight, but Rachel had helped her lose almost 30 pounds now. Sure, Rachel was beautiful, but Ross didn't go for girls like her. They would never be interested in guys like him. Ross was in grade 12, and already had a girlfriend. Her name was Mili. She was also in grade 12, and had short blond hair, and was the smartest girl in his class! Ross liked smart girls, it was always a turn on. When he passed by Rachel in the hall, he was surprised that she was smiling up at him. He nodded at Monica as he passed, and heard Monica laughing, at his back.
The bell for class rang, and Rachel slammed her locker door shut. She grabbed Monica's hand and pulled her through the hallways, running to class, before they locked them out, and marked them late.
That same day after school, Rachel and Monica exited their school, and headed out to the bus stop, so they could get back to Monica's house. They heard guys whistling at them, well, at Rachel, but they both ignored them. Rachel and Monica talked while they stood at the bus stop. A couple of 16 year olds, gabbing and gossiping about the latest news.
Suddenly, Ross pulled up beside them.
"Hey Mon!" Ross said "Hey Rach."
Rachel felt herself blush again. God, she wished that she had control over that. It seemed to happen every time he spoke to her.
"Mon, get in." Ross smiled. "Where you headed, Rach?"
"Actually, she's coming to our house. She's going to stay for dinner." Monica replied
"Well, in that case, get in too." Ross told her.
Monica got into the backseat so that Rachel would have a chance to talk to her brother.
Rachel climbed in beside Ross, and gasped when he reached for the shift, which was right beside her leg.
"Are you all right?" Ross joked easily.
"Yeah." Rachel said. Looking down at her hands. (V.O) "Rach, just be yourself, just talk to him, you don't get many chances like this!"
Monica heard the uncomfortable silence, and suggested that Ross turn on the radio.
"Good idea." Ross said as he reached out to turn it on.
The radio blasted, and Rachel reached to turn it down, and accidentally touched Ross's hand, who was also reaching for the volume.
"S-sorry." Rachel muttered as she quickly withdrew her hand.
"What for?" Ross asked laughing.
"I don't know." Rachel laughed with him, easing the tension.
"So what did you girls do in school today?"
"Not much really." Rachel answered.
"Mon, does Mom know that Rachel's coming over? I've got Mili coming over, and she might not like a lot of people." Ross said simply, trying hard not to make Rachel feel unwanted.
"I'm sure it'll be okay."
Rachel wasn't listening to the last part of Ross' sentence, she just kept thinking, "Who's Mili?"
She decided to ask Ross what was on her mind.
"Who's Mili?"
"Oh, that's my girlfriend. She's really cool."
Rachel felt herself sink into the leather seat.
Monica cleared her throat.
"Ross, um open the window, would ya?" Monica asked him
"Sure." Ross opened the windows all the way, and let the cool air get rid of the heat in the car.
They drove in silence all the way back to their house.
"Thanks for the ride Ross." Monica said gratefully
"Yeah thanks." Rachel answered absentmindedly.
Once Monica and Rachel were up in Monica's room, Rachel closed the door and started hitting Monica, angrily, while Monica laughed.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Rachel exploded
"Because, you have a crush, it's no big deal."
Ross stood listening outside of Monica's bedroom, trying to figure out who they were talking about.
"It is a big deal to me! You know how much I like him. You should've told me." Rachel said sullenly.
"Yeah I know. I'm sorry. Next time he has a girlfriend, I will absolutely tell you." Monica laughed as she ran away from Rachel, who was already chasing her.
"Thanks Mon." Rachel said sarcastically. "So, how much weight have you lost so far?"
"34 pounds!" Monica said proudly "In 4 months though."
"So, it's progress!"
Ross started to leave, wondering who it was that they were talking about, when Monica came out of her bedroom and saw him standing there.
"Ross! What are you doing?"
"Nothing much." He said coyly.
"Were you listening to our conversation?" Monica demanded him to answer.
"Maybe"
"Ross! What did you hear?" Monica said hitting him hard across his arm.
"That Rachel is nuttsy about some guy who has a girlfriend." Ross answered looking at Rachel who looked up at him horrified.
"Do you know who it is?" Monica asked.
"No I didn't hear you say anything else." He answered genuinely.
Monica and Rachel both let out sighs of relief.
"Why who is it?"
"No one!" They both snapped at once
"Okay." Ross said puzzled as he walked away.
Monica ran out into the hallway after Ross.
"Ross!" Monica whispered. "It's you!" She said before running back to her room.
"It's me?" Ross asked loudly.
"You told him?" Rachel exploded at Monica who had heard Ross in the hallway.
"No! Maybe! Yes…"
"I cannot believe you! Thanks a lot Monica." Rachel said as she rushed out of the house.
"She likes me?" Ross asked confused.
"Yeah, she has a huge obsession with you, okay?" Monica answered distractedly.
Ross sat down on Monica's bed, while Monica went after Rachel. "How could Rachel like me?" Ross thought to himself. "She's gorgeous, she's sexy, she's nice… Any guy would be lucky to have her. He just wished that he had known earlier, as he was graduating in only a week, and would be heading to NYU right after. Ross plopped down on Monica's bed, totally oblivious to what was happening around him, and thinking about Rachel.
One year later
Ross had just come back from NYU, having just finished his finals. He had only come back home 3 times this year, at Thanksgiving, Christmas, and Easter. He was disappointed to hear that Monica and Rachel were no longer good friends. After the incident that had happened about a year ago, they didn't really speak much. He was sorry that he had ruined their friendship, but he couldn't do anything about it. He had only seen Monica, since he had come home. He had to admit, she looked amazing. She had lost all the extra weight on herself, and looked thin and beautiful. He drove along the highway, enjoying the feeling of the wind in his hair. He had a nice car. A 1969 Mustang convertible. He pulled the top down, and blasted the music on. It was a really hot day, with the sun grueling down, so hot, it was making the sidewalks and roads steam. Suddenly, he saw a woman bent over the hood of her car on the shoulder of the road, and decided to pull over to help her. He turned off the engine of his car, and approached her slowly. She was wearing long blue denim jeans, with a denim top, that cut off a few inches below her breasts. She looked great, with long blond hair creeping down her back, and a tanned tummy, and body.
"Hi!" Ross said timidly as he stepped up beside her. "Do you need any help?"
She turned around. "No, I think I've got it under control.
"Oh my god! Rachel?" Ross asked surprised.
"Ross! It's been so long!" Rachel said hugging him.
Ross breathed in her smell. A mix of sweat, perfume and shampoo. He loved it.
"I know! God, you look so, so different!" Ross said noticing that she had a much smaller and cuter nose.
"I know. It's the nose isn't it?" Rachel said crinkling her nose up and laughing as she leaned against the front of her car.
"Yeah I guess that's it!"
"You look different too now." Rachel said squinting up at him. "No afro, no mustache. You look good." She added blushing.
He loved it when she blushed, she looked so cute. "I finally realized that I wasn't cool, and just changed it around." Ross said talking now about his short spiky hair and his bare upper lip.
"It was so nice to see you again! How is NYU? I'm considering going there next year."
"Considering? It's June! You should have picked a college a while ago." Ross said.
"Yeah, I know. I want to do something in fashion, and I don't know where to go for that."
"I see. Are you sure you don't need help with your car?" Ross asked.
A guy in a convertible passed by Rachel whistling, and she rolled her eyes.
"So immature." She said. She was only 17 or 18, but she seemed a lot older.
Ross reached down and tried to help her with her car.
"Don't!" Rachel warned as he stuck his hand into the engine, trying to see what was wrong.
Ross motioned her not to worry, but he felt a blast of warm liquid squirt up onto his face. He looked up at Rachel, who was unsuccessfully trying to keep from laughing, but couldn't manage. She burst into giggles, as she reached in, and closed the leak with a cap.
"There you go." Rachel said still laughing.
Ross joined in and felt stupid.
"Don't worry." Rachel assured. "I was exactly like that before I took my auto class."
"You take auto?" Ross asked incredulously
"Sure. I needed to do something different. Can you start up the car while I fiddle with this?"
"Yep." Ross got in, and tried to start the car, but it wouldn't start.
Rachel leaned under the hood once again, and asked Ross again, to try to start the car. This time it worked.
"Congratulations." Ross laughed as he wiped the oil off of his face with his shirt.
"Thanks. Now your shirts all black." Rachel laughed.
"Eh. Doesn't matter."
"Well, thanks for stopping and helping me out. It was great seeing you again." Rachel's voice trailed off as she realized that she didn't want to say goodbye.
"You want to go for a cup of coffee or something?" Ross asked
"Are you asking me out?
"Maybe." Ross answered.
"You know how embarrassing that was for me last year when you found out I liked you?"
"Well, I guess now we're even, because I really like you." Ross said, not believing that he had just said that.
"Really? Now you know how I felt last year when you had a girlfriend, because I have a boyfriend." Rachel said simply, her eyes laughing at him.
"Oh." Ross said feeling immediately stupid.
"I'm just joking!" Rachel laughed as she touched him on the arm. Tingles shot up and down Ross's arm, as she withdrew her hand and smiled at him, her green eyes sparkling.
"So, what do you say?" Ross asked timidly.
"Well, I have to get to my dad's house now… I was supposed to be there…" Rachel paused to glance at her watch. "A half an hour ago."
"Well, what about Friday night?"
"You mean tomorrow?" Rachel asked.
"Yeah, tomorrow." Ross answered.
"That would be great." Rachel smiled, and opened her car door. She reached into the glove compartment and pulled out a pen. "Just in case Monica doesn't still have my number, I'll give you it." Rachel wrote her number down neatly across the back of Ross's hand. He looked at it.
"555-0104?" Ross asked.
"Yeah. Call anytime." Rachel said climbing into her car.
"Okay thanks."
Ross watched as Rachel drove away quickly. She seemed so different then she was the year before. She didn't seem as spoiled or conceited, but more refined and sweet. He smiled as he looked at the number scrawled across the back of his hand, and wondered what Monica would have to say. He realized that he didn't care. He liked Rachel a lot, and hoped that she felt the same way
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She watched him intently as he passed by her in the hallway, a big smile played upon her lips. She felt herself flush as he returned the smile. She burrowed her head in her blue locker, to keep anyone from noticing. Monica, her best friend, noticed.
"You are so the smitten kitten!" Monica exclaimed, loving how she was making her best friend blush.
"I am not! And besides, he's your brother!" Rachel said back at Monica.
"You're in love with my brother!" Monica said in a singsong voice, jumping around.
"I am not! And oh my god SHUSH!" Rachel said looking around to make sure that no one heard.
"He's the biggest geek in school! How can you like him?" Monica asked incredulously.
"I don't know. He's just so sexy. And he's smart! I love that in a guy…" Rachel finished, totally whipped.
"Maybe I should tell him…" Monica said teasingly.
"Please don't Monica! I'll kill you if you do!" Rachel begged
"Okay. Maybe not this time. Do you want to come over tonight for dinner and watch him some more?"
"Yes! I mean sure." Monica laughed at Rachel's obsession. Rachel was what you described as beautiful. She had long golden blond hair, with large green eyes. She had a large nose, but was getting it reduce. She could have any guy in the school. She was only in grade 11, but any guy in grade 12 or college would be lucky to have her.
Ross liked Rachel, as a friend. She was nice to her sister, when no one else would be. Monica was overweight, but Rachel had helped her lose almost 30 pounds now. Sure, Rachel was beautiful, but Ross didn't go for girls like her. They would never be interested in guys like him. Ross was in grade 12, and already had a girlfriend. Her name was Mili. She was also in grade 12, and had short blond hair, and was the smartest girl in his class! Ross liked smart girls, it was always a turn on. When he passed by Rachel in the hall, he was surprised that she was smiling up at him. He nodded at Monica as he passed, and heard Monica laughing, at his back.
The bell for class rang, and Rachel slammed her locker door shut. She grabbed Monica's hand and pulled her through the hallways, running to class, before they locked them out, and marked them late.
That same day after school, Rachel and Monica exited their school, and headed out to the bus stop, so they could get back to Monica's house. They heard guys whistling at them, well, at Rachel, but they both ignored them. Rachel and Monica talked while they stood at the bus stop. A couple of 16 year olds, gabbing and gossiping about the latest news.
Suddenly, Ross pulled up beside them.
"Hey Mon!" Ross said "Hey Rach."
Rachel felt herself blush again. God, she wished that she had control over that. It seemed to happen every time he spoke to her.
"Mon, get in." Ross smiled. "Where you headed, Rach?"
"Actually, she's coming to our house. She's going to stay for dinner." Monica replied
"Well, in that case, get in too." Ross told her.
Monica got into the backseat so that Rachel would have a chance to talk to her brother.
Rachel climbed in beside Ross, and gasped when he reached for the shift, which was right beside her leg.
"Are you all right?" Ross joked easily.
"Yeah." Rachel said. Looking down at her hands. (V.O) "Rach, just be yourself, just talk to him, you don't get many chances like this!"
Monica heard the uncomfortable silence, and suggested that Ross turn on the radio.
"Good idea." Ross said as he reached out to turn it on.
The radio blasted, and Rachel reached to turn it down, and accidentally touched Ross's hand, who was also reaching for the volume.
"S-sorry." Rachel muttered as she quickly withdrew her hand.
"What for?" Ross asked laughing.
"I don't know." Rachel laughed with him, easing the tension.
"So what did you girls do in school today?"
"Not much really." Rachel answered.
"Mon, does Mom know that Rachel's coming over? I've got Mili coming over, and she might not like a lot of people." Ross said simply, trying hard not to make Rachel feel unwanted.
"I'm sure it'll be okay."
Rachel wasn't listening to the last part of Ross' sentence, she just kept thinking, "Who's Mili?"
She decided to ask Ross what was on her mind.
"Who's Mili?"
"Oh, that's my girlfriend. She's really cool."
Rachel felt herself sink into the leather seat.
Monica cleared her throat.
"Ross, um open the window, would ya?" Monica asked him
"Sure." Ross opened the windows all the way, and let the cool air get rid of the heat in the car.
They drove in silence all the way back to their house.
"Thanks for the ride Ross." Monica said gratefully
"Yeah thanks." Rachel answered absentmindedly.
Once Monica and Rachel were up in Monica's room, Rachel closed the door and started hitting Monica, angrily, while Monica laughed.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Rachel exploded
"Because, you have a crush, it's no big deal."
Ross stood listening outside of Monica's bedroom, trying to figure out who they were talking about.
"It is a big deal to me! You know how much I like him. You should've told me." Rachel said sullenly.
"Yeah I know. I'm sorry. Next time he has a girlfriend, I will absolutely tell you." Monica laughed as she ran away from Rachel, who was already chasing her.
"Thanks Mon." Rachel said sarcastically. "So, how much weight have you lost so far?"
"34 pounds!" Monica said proudly "In 4 months though."
"So, it's progress!"
Ross started to leave, wondering who it was that they were talking about, when Monica came out of her bedroom and saw him standing there.
"Ross! What are you doing?"
"Nothing much." He said coyly.
"Were you listening to our conversation?" Monica demanded him to answer.
"Maybe"
"Ross! What did you hear?" Monica said hitting him hard across his arm.
"That Rachel is nuttsy about some guy who has a girlfriend." Ross answered looking at Rachel who looked up at him horrified.
"Do you know who it is?" Monica asked.
"No I didn't hear you say anything else." He answered genuinely.
Monica and Rachel both let out sighs of relief.
"Why who is it?"
"No one!" They both snapped at once
"Okay." Ross said puzzled as he walked away.
Monica ran out into the hallway after Ross.
"Ross!" Monica whispered. "It's you!" She said before running back to her room.
"It's me?" Ross asked loudly.
"You told him?" Rachel exploded at Monica who had heard Ross in the hallway.
"No! Maybe! Yes…"
"I cannot believe you! Thanks a lot Monica." Rachel said as she rushed out of the house.
"She likes me?" Ross asked confused.
"Yeah, she has a huge obsession with you, okay?" Monica answered distractedly.
Ross sat down on Monica's bed, while Monica went after Rachel. "How could Rachel like me?" Ross thought to himself. "She's gorgeous, she's sexy, she's nice… Any guy would be lucky to have her. He just wished that he had known earlier, as he was graduating in only a week, and would be heading to NYU right after. Ross plopped down on Monica's bed, totally oblivious to what was happening around him, and thinking about Rachel.
One year later
Ross had just come back from NYU, having just finished his finals. He had only come back home 3 times this year, at Thanksgiving, Christmas, and Easter. He was disappointed to hear that Monica and Rachel were no longer good friends. After the incident that had happened about a year ago, they didn't really speak much. He was sorry that he had ruined their friendship, but he couldn't do anything about it. He had only seen Monica, since he had come home. He had to admit, she looked amazing. She had lost all the extra weight on herself, and looked thin and beautiful. He drove along the highway, enjoying the feeling of the wind in his hair. He had a nice car. A 1969 Mustang convertible. He pulled the top down, and blasted the music on. It was a really hot day, with the sun grueling down, so hot, it was making the sidewalks and roads steam. Suddenly, he saw a woman bent over the hood of her car on the shoulder of the road, and decided to pull over to help her. He turned off the engine of his car, and approached her slowly. She was wearing long blue denim jeans, with a denim top, that cut off a few inches below her breasts. She looked great, with long blond hair creeping down her back, and a tanned tummy, and body.
"Hi!" Ross said timidly as he stepped up beside her. "Do you need any help?"
She turned around. "No, I think I've got it under control.
"Oh my god! Rachel?" Ross asked surprised.
"Ross! It's been so long!" Rachel said hugging him.
Ross breathed in her smell. A mix of sweat, perfume and shampoo. He loved it.
"I know! God, you look so, so different!" Ross said noticing that she had a much smaller and cuter nose.
"I know. It's the nose isn't it?" Rachel said crinkling her nose up and laughing as she leaned against the front of her car.
"Yeah I guess that's it!"
"You look different too now." Rachel said squinting up at him. "No afro, no mustache. You look good." She added blushing.
He loved it when she blushed, she looked so cute. "I finally realized that I wasn't cool, and just changed it around." Ross said talking now about his short spiky hair and his bare upper lip.
"It was so nice to see you again! How is NYU? I'm considering going there next year."
"Considering? It's June! You should have picked a college a while ago." Ross said.
"Yeah, I know. I want to do something in fashion, and I don't know where to go for that."
"I see. Are you sure you don't need help with your car?" Ross asked.
A guy in a convertible passed by Rachel whistling, and she rolled her eyes.
"So immature." She said. She was only 17 or 18, but she seemed a lot older.
Ross reached down and tried to help her with her car.
"Don't!" Rachel warned as he stuck his hand into the engine, trying to see what was wrong.
Ross motioned her not to worry, but he felt a blast of warm liquid squirt up onto his face. He looked up at Rachel, who was unsuccessfully trying to keep from laughing, but couldn't manage. She burst into giggles, as she reached in, and closed the leak with a cap.
"There you go." Rachel said still laughing.
Ross joined in and felt stupid.
"Don't worry." Rachel assured. "I was exactly like that before I took my auto class."
"You take auto?" Ross asked incredulously
"Sure. I needed to do something different. Can you start up the car while I fiddle with this?"
"Yep." Ross got in, and tried to start the car, but it wouldn't start.
Rachel leaned under the hood once again, and asked Ross again, to try to start the car. This time it worked.
"Congratulations." Ross laughed as he wiped the oil off of his face with his shirt.
"Thanks. Now your shirts all black." Rachel laughed.
"Eh. Doesn't matter."
"Well, thanks for stopping and helping me out. It was great seeing you again." Rachel's voice trailed off as she realized that she didn't want to say goodbye.
"You want to go for a cup of coffee or something?" Ross asked
"Are you asking me out?
"Maybe." Ross answered.
"You know how embarrassing that was for me last year when you found out I liked you?"
"Well, I guess now we're even, because I really like you." Ross said, not believing that he had just said that.
"Really? Now you know how I felt last year when you had a girlfriend, because I have a boyfriend." Rachel said simply, her eyes laughing at him.
"Oh." Ross said feeling immediately stupid.
"I'm just joking!" Rachel laughed as she touched him on the arm. Tingles shot up and down Ross's arm, as she withdrew her hand and smiled at him, her green eyes sparkling.
"So, what do you say?" Ross asked timidly.
"Well, I have to get to my dad's house now… I was supposed to be there…" Rachel paused to glance at her watch. "A half an hour ago."
"Well, what about Friday night?"
"You mean tomorrow?" Rachel asked.
"Yeah, tomorrow." Ross answered.
"That would be great." Rachel smiled, and opened her car door. She reached into the glove compartment and pulled out a pen. "Just in case Monica doesn't still have my number, I'll give you it." Rachel wrote her number down neatly across the back of Ross's hand. He looked at it.
"555-0104?" Ross asked.
"Yeah. Call anytime." Rachel said climbing into her car.
"Okay thanks."
Ross watched as Rachel drove away quickly. She seemed so different then she was the year before. She didn't seem as spoiled or conceited, but more refined and sweet. He smiled as he looked at the number scrawled across the back of his hand, and wondered what Monica would have to say. He realized that he didn't care. He liked Rachel a lot, and hoped that she felt the same way
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