This is a total Ross and Rachel story.
Ross lives in New York with Monica, and Rachel lives in Los Angeles.
Oh and also, Rachel is not spoiled and doesn't have a big nose, Ross never gets his afro, and Monica isn't fat.
Ross Geller sat in his fourth grade classroom, bored out of his mind. His teacher, Ms. Miller stood in the front of the room, droning on about some new assignment she had for them.
"I have a surprise for you!" she said cheerfully, pulling out a red sheet of paper from behind her.
"What? What is it?" Chandler Bing asked excitedly.
Ross rolled his eyes at his friend's enthusiasm.
"Our class has partnered up with a third grade class in Los Angeles, and we will be participating in a weekly pen pal activity!"
The class suddenly grew silent.
THIS was her surprise activity?
Come on. How lame.
Ms. Miller continued, "Each of you has been assigned a person from the class in California, and you have to write a letter to them every week, so I can mail them out together."
Somehow Ross found himself intrigued by this strange activity, but he knew if he said something, everyone would remind him that he was 'Geeky Geller' again.
At lunch that day, all the fourth graders from Ms. Miller's class were buzzing about their new pen pals, and the mysteries that the assignment contained.
"I got a kid named Brian Chan!" Chandler told his friends.
"Cool! Mine is Justin Lane!" Danny replied.
"Wow Danny. Mine's is someone named Jake Leonard," Michael said.
Everyone turned to face Ross, who hadn't said anything for quite a while now.
"Ross?" Chandler asked.
"Yeah?"
"Who did you get?"
"Uh…"
"Come on Ross, you can tell us!" Michael urged. "It's not THAT big a deal."
Ross inhaled deeply. "Rachel Green."
The other three boys were silent.
"What?"
Danny and Chandler roared with laughter. "ROSS GOT A GIRL!! Ross has to write letters to a cootie-infested GIRL!"
Ross felt his cheeks turn bright red. "Shut up you guys."
Michael patted Ross on the back. "Have fun with the girl. You can write to her about lipstick and makeup and dolls and stuff!"
Danny and Michael walked away side by side, but Chandler stayed behind with Ross.
"Forget about it man. Just brush it off."
Ross nodded, "Let's go get some lunch. I hear if we're the last ones in the lunch line, we have to eat that disgusting spinach thing that the mean lunch lady makes."
That night, Ross sat patiently at his desk and began his letter to this mysterious Rachel Green from Los Angeles.
What was he supposed to write? She was a GIRL!
He felt sorry for himself. All his other friends got boys. He was the only boy who had to write to a girl.
Dear Rachel Green,
My name is Ross Geller, and I am from New York. I am nine years old.
I have to write this letter to you because of school. But I don't really know who you are.
And all my friends have to write to boys, but I am the only one who has to write to a girl. No offense to you or anything.
Do you like Los Angeles? Have you ever been to New York? Do you like to play with dolls or do you like cars and dinosaurs?
My little sister Monica is in third grade too. Just like you are.
If you like to play with a kitchen set, you will like Monica. She likes to cook.
Do you have any sisters or brothers?
Write back soon.
From,
Ross Geller.
He sealed the letter in an envelope and put it in his backpack. He started to wonder about what Rachel would say back to him in her letter.
It was like some kind of new adventure.
"Rachel Green!" Mr. Martinez called. "Come and collect your letter from your pen pal."
She smiled and went up to get the nicely sealed letter from her teacher. When they were first told about the assignment, Rachel was really excited.
She hoped she'd find a great new friend in New York, who she could maybe go to the mall with.
Nearby, her friends, Sarah, Joanne, and Tiffany, were opening their envelopes and whispering to each other excitedly. Looks like they'd gotten what they'd wished for… diva girls in New York who they could get together and paint nails with.
Her anxiousness increased as she gently tore open the letter.
She frowned when she saw the name scribbled at the bottom – Ross Geller.
A boy? Ew.
She couldn't go shopping with a BOY.
"You have envelopes on your desk from your pen pals in LA!" Ms. Miller announced.
Ross ran to his desk quickly. He tore open the green envelope.
It would be weird to see what a girl would have to say to him.
Ew, a girl.
He shuddered at the thought.
Dear Ross Geller,
Hey, my name is Rachel Green and I am eight years old.
I do love Los Angeles and all my friends here. We live close to Disney, so we can go there on the weekends sometimes!
I have to write this letter to you because of school too. Mr. Martinez said we're gonna do it for the whole year. Wow, my hand is going to hurt so bad!
You're not alone. My friends, Joanne, Sarah, and Tiffany get to write to girls. And I'm the only one who has to write to a boy.
My little sisters are named Amy and Jill. But they are very annoying and always get what they want. My daddy never says no to them for anything.
I like to play with dolls sometimes, but I like shopping more.
I don't like cooking, but it's cool that Monica knows how. One time I tried to make a cake, but it burned.
And dinosaurs are weird. I don't like them.
I hope you don't have cooties, because that wouldn't be too fun.
Write back!
From,
Rachel K. Green
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