I don't own Friends, but if I did I'd be the happiest girl in the world!
"C'mon Gracie! Get ready for bed!" the blonde teenager told the little girl was babysitting.
"But I don't want to. I want to wait for mommy and daddy to come home," Gracie complained trying to stall her babysitter.
"Your brother is already in bed, and he's a year older than you, why don't you be like him and wait for your parents in bed. I'll read to you," the teenager suggested.
Gracie shrugged her shoulders and looked around hoping to find another excuse but there wasn't any, and she really did want to be like Alistair, her seven year old brother.
"Okay, but I don't want to be read to. I just want to sleep."
"A ha! You admit it!" the babysitter said laughing.She got Gracie into her pajamas and into bed. Heading out of the children's bedroom the sixteen year old flopped on the couch with the latest issue of Teen Vogue. It was nine o'clock, and her parents along with Gracie's and Alistair's wouldn't be back until eleven. It was pouring outside, and thunder was striking every second exposing the beautiful New York City skyline.
The teenager's name was Emma Geller-Green and she lived in Manhattan with her parents. She attended a private school where she was going to be a junior in the fall. She excelled in all subjects, especially science and history. Emma had many friends, and went on the occasional date. She wasn't a teenager with many conflicts, and got through every day easily. There was always the occasional argument with her parents, and because she was the only child they had together they were overprotective of her. Emma loved her life. She didn't mind babysitting almost every weekend for Gracie and Alistair Hannigag, they were the children of her parent's best friends, and she considered them to be family. Many weekends of hers would also be spent up in Westchester, with her father's sister Monica and her husband Chandler, who were more than just an aunt and uncle, they were like a second set of parents. They had two children, fourteen year old twins, Jack and Erica, who often got on Emma's nerves, but she loved them anyhow. It was also very easy for Emma to meet celebrities. Her parents had another best friend named Joey, whom she called Uncle Joey because he was a very big part of her life in the first two year of her life. He was a star of a TV show, and was famous enough to get her into premiere parties once in a while. Joey was married to his co-star, who's name was Vicky. They didn't have any children of their own, but loved to spend time with the children of their friends. Emma had more family, but these were the ones that her family was the closest to, they were one big group, and she felt lucky to be part of it.
Emma sat back on the couch more comfortably and flipped the magazine around. She marked down the pages of the things that she wanted, hoping that she and her mother would be able to go shopping soon and get a bunch of new clothes. Like her mother, Rachel, Emma loved shopping. She had a very trendy-classic style, that resembled her mothers. Nice boots, she thought, I want them for the fall! Too bad her school required uniforms, she wasn't able to show of her style every day.
"Hello!" a voice called opening the door.
It's eleven already? Emma wondered, checking her watch and realizing that it was.
Four adults came through the door drenched in rain, and holding wet umbrellas. Despite the rain from the looks on their faces it was easy to tell that they had fun that night.
"Are they asleep?" Phoebe, Gracie and Alistair's mother asked Emma.
"Yes, they went to sleep around nine."
"Great, thanks so much for doing this every weekend. Do you want to come to this astrology reading with me next weekend as a big thank you for sitting this often?"
"Thanks, but I'm not really into that stuff, you know that! And I really don't mind babysitting, I love it, and I know that you don't make me when I'm busy," Emma told Phoebe smiling.
"Now how is it that you are so friendly with Phoebe but when you come home you become like a monster? Like ARGH!!" Emma's father Ross asked as he walked up to Emma and Phoebe.
"Oh daddy, stop that!" Emma laughed, she knew that her father was just kidding around like always.
"You guys staying here or can you face the rain?" Mike, Phoebe's husband asked.
Ross looked at Rachel. They both looked out into the window and at the time.
"Well, I guess we'll go, we'll catch a cab, the rain can't be that bad," Rachel said, taking her umbrella.
"Yeah, well bye guys, see you tomorrow!" Ross said waving to Mike and Phoebe.
"Bye, be good Emma!" Mike said jokingly.
They left the apartment and headed into the street, into the rain.
"Gosh, this weather is horrible, at least it isn't cold. Monica would hate this weather even more, her hair would frizz up so much!" Rachel said to Emma as Ross hailed a cab and the three of them slid into the backseat.
Ross told the address to the driver and they sat back happy to be away from the rain for at least a few minutes.
"You have any plans for tomorrow sweetie?" Rachel asked Emma brushing the rain off Emma's wet blonde locks.
"Not really, maybe I'll hang out with Jenny or something," Emma said speaking of her best friend.
"I have to grade papers tomorrow, I hope those students listen to my lectures once in a while," Ross said to his wife and daughter.
"Because your lectures are so very interesting daddy!" Emma said as she and her mother looked at each other and giggled.
The family was silent for a moment, as the rain got harder, and they could tell that the cab driver was stuggling to see through the window. The car drove faster and slid on the rain, going over some bumps, even Ross looked scared as he noticed a car near them going fast and unsteady.
"Mom I don't like this," Emma said nervously.
"We'll be fine," Rachel said taking Emma's hand.
And then it was dark.
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