Monica looked around her room one last time, making sure she hadn't left anything behind that she'd need, she knew she couldn't take much. Satisfied, she emptied her piggy bank, grabbed her purse and left, stopping outside her brothers door to slide the letter under she wrote explaining what she was doing and that she'd be okay, along with a contact number. She made her way downstairs and looked around the living room that was still trashed from the fight she had earlier on with her mother. She walked down the street towards the Greens house, posting the letter she wrote for her friend Rachel. Then, she headed to the train station. "Time to leave this small town behind." She said to herself. She knew where she was heading.

New York City.

Chandler was day in his room listening to his parents argue again. "What am I still doing here?" He said out loud to himself. "I'm 19, I've got enough money to move out, so why don't I just go ahead and do it?" Chandler sat thinking to himself a moment longer. What was keeping him here? He'd finished school, and its not like he had a girlfriend holding him back. He picked up a large duffle bag and started stuffing it with clothes and things he'd need. He wrote a note for him mom letting him know what he was doing. "Not that she's notice." He mumbled to himself, he then climbed out of his window and down the tree. He then set off towards the train station.

Chandler jumped on the midnight train going to New York, his college roommate had told him all about it, seeing as he was from there. Chandler put in his earphones and took a seat in the back closest to the window. They had to make quiet a few stops before they reached New York, apparently a lot of people were wanting to go there, especially at this time of night.

The train reached its last stop before heading towards New York. Chandler watched another large group of people climb onto the train. The last person to get on was a girl about Chandlers age with bright blue eyes and raven hair. he watched as she searched for a seat, not noticing the empty one next to him. She gave up searching and stayed stood up. Chandler got up and walked over to her. "Excuse me miss?" The girl turned her head and looked at him, she was the most beautiful person chandler had ever seen. "There's um- there's an empty seat next to me, you're welcome to sit there. If- if you want."

The woman smiled at Chandldf. "That would be great, thank you." She let Chandler lead her to their seats, he moved his bag so that she could sit down. "Thankyou." She said again.

"No problem. Chandler Bing." He said, holding out his hand.

"Monica Geller." She replied, shaking his hand politely. "So Chandler Bing, what possesed you to take the midnight train to New York?"

"Parents. Also, got bored of the same old scenery. How about you? A young girl travelling alone at night. Can't be the smartest decision ever can it?"s

"I'm a big girl. I can take care of myself." Monica replied jokingly.

Chandlsf laughed slightly. There was a silence between them before Chandlef spoke again. "You still haven't told me why you're on this train."

Monica smiled. "Same story as yours really. Parents were pissing me off, so I decided to pack up and live with my nana. Not that she's expecting me but she won't mind. She doesn't get much company." Her story wasnt exactly a lie. Her parents were on her case. Especially her mother, seeing as she was ready to kill Monica earlier on that night.

They carried on talking for a bit longer before Monica's eyes started dropping. "Tired?" Chandlef asked.

Monica laughed. "Just a bit."

"You're um- well, I mean if tog want you can.. Lean against me. I mean you don't have to I just- I figured it'd be confuse than the back of the chair."

Monica smiled, he was being really sweet. But could she really trust this man? She thought she could trust someone else, but that backfired quickly. Monica ignored the voice in her head trying to convince her that chandler was dangerous, and she lent against him awkwardly, before relaxing.

just a small town girl, living in a lonely world. She took the midnight train going anywhere.

Just a city boy, born and raised in south Detroit. He took the midnight train going anywhere.

Journey- Don't Stop Believin.

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