This is my first fic.so please be kind and please review.

This is a major AU.

A/N: Things to know: They live in California. Monica is 11, Ross is 12, Rachel is 11, Chandler is 12, but he's in the same grade as Monica because his birthday is December (because here, if your birthday is December, you're like a year behind. Well, in our district at least,i think. And please don't ask me why), Joey is 12, and Chandler's best friend and has the same grade with the girls cuz he repeated a grade, and Phoebe is 11. Ross and Monica don't live in the same city where the rest of the gang lives. Their ages change as we go along the fic. And Monica was never fat.

Chapter 1-Where it all started

Monica's POV…

"But Mom, I don't want to move!" I whined

"We have to, Monica. So stop whining because it will do no good" Mom yelled at me. Again, for like the millionth time today. I just can't stop whining you know? I don't want to leave this place. I grew up here. My best friend is here. Why do we have to move?

"Harmonica, we will move in Santa Monica, just like your name! And there's a beach there! You know that! We always go there" my dad tried to convince me.

"Yeah, but we go there for fun! I don't want to live there! I don't want to leave Jenna!" I whined again. I don't want to leave my best friend, Jenna!

"You'll still see Jenna, Mon. Santa Monica is not that far from Pasadena" Ross, my annoying brother tried to convince me too. It's just because he doesn't understand how to leave a friend because he doesn't have any!

"Whatever. It's not like I have a choice" I said, giving up. It's not like me just to give up on things like these. I am so defenseless. I don't want to move. But it's like I don't have a choice, does it?

Then 3 weeks later, we moved out from the place that I grew up, to a city where… I can't think of a word that fits. I admit it, its way better than Pasadena.

For 11 years, I lived in Pasadena. It's a cool place, really, it is. But Santa Monica is WAY cooler. The beach, the pier, FRED SEGAL! What more can you ask for. I mean, my mom would always take me to Fred Segal at Melrose, which is pretty far from Pasadena, but now, I live in a city where there's a Fred Segal. How fun could this get? Okay, I'm really excited. But I don't think I'll still be excited when I go to school. I'd be new there. Do you even know how scary it is!

I'd probably be a loner like my brother. Like someone would be my best friend right away.

Okay. Today is my first day in school. WOW. Scary, I know.

"Okay class, this is Monica Geller, she's your new classmate, now be nice to her" the teacher, Ms. Dodd, introduced me at turned to me "Monica would you like to introduce yourself?" I nodded.

"Hi. I'm Monica Geller, I'm from Pasadena. I hope I can make new friends here." I said. I couldn't think of anything more to say.

"Okay, Monica, thank you. Well, you can sit next to Rachel" she told me "Rachel, raise your hand" the teacher said. She raised her hand "Monica, you can sit next to her" the teacher instructed.

I went and sat next to her

"Hi Monica, I'm Rachel. Rachel Green." She said and extended her hand to me. I took it and shook it

"Hi" I said with my huge smile

"Would you like to be my friend?" she asked me. She's nice. I like her already

"Sure. Would that be okay with your friends?"

"I guess so, hold on. Let me introduce you" she turned her back and tried to get the attention of this blonde girl. "Pheebs!" she said quietly so the teacher won't get mad. "Phoebe!" then the girl looked back

"Yeah?" the blonde girl, who I assumed is Phoebe, answered, finally after what it seems like forever

"We have a new friend!" Rachel said excitedly

"The new girl?"

"Yeah, Monica, Phoebe, Phoebe, Monica" Rachel introduced us to each other

"Cool. We have a new friend!" Phoebe jumped up and down in excitement

"Phoebe, you have to seat down and stop disrupting my class or else you're going to spend 15 minutes on the corner!" Ms. Dodd said

Phoebe went back to her seat then Rachel called the attention of this another guy, I call him the "noisy guy". Since I don't know their names, I started making up since I got into the classroom.

The guy looked back at Rachel.

"Joey! We have a new friend"

"How you doin'?" the guy asked me and winked at me

"I'm doin good, thanks, and you?" I replied. He didn't say anything. He looked kinda confused. Then Rachel laughed. "Why, what did I do?"

"Nothing" Rachel said. "Okay. Joey, Monica, Monica Joey" Rachel said again and Joey waved at me and said hi.

"So, these are all your friends?" I asked Rachel.

"No. Not really, there's still one more. See that kid at the corner" Rachel said and pointed to a kid sitting at a chair in the corner "Well, that's Chandler. He's sitting right there until before recess for making some smarty pants comment"

"Oh" I said

Then after a few minutes and some chit chats with Rachel, the bell finally rang. It's recess time. Chandler came up to us and Rachel introduced me to him. He's a pretty nice guy.

Then all my fears were gone. I found new friends. Of course I wouldn't forget about my friends in Pasadena.

But my friends here are way better. Rachel, she's like an instant best friend. I still love Jenna, I still call Jenna, I still write to Jenna. But Rachel, she's nothing like Jenna, she's different than Jenna.

That day I met Rachel, I found out she dances ballet too. The next week, I enrolled at the ballet studio that she goes to. See, now I realized that Rachel is the best friend I've always wanted and of course Phoebe, Joey, and Chandler too.