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I was so nervous for Joey. I felt like he was at the audition all day. It wasn't just that I was worried for him because I wanted him to get the part, of course, but I was also concerned about my part. What if he didn't make it, I'm the girlfriend now and I suddenly felt the pressure to cheer him up if it doesn't go well. Normally, this wouldn't even be an issue, wouldn't even cross my mind, but I just really did not want to mess this up. If I did, it might become a testament to how our relationship will pan out. Monica walked in at the perfect time.

"Mon, I need your advice!"

"What is it?" she asked alarmed.

"What if Joey doesn't get the part?"

"Then, you tell him… you'll get it next time?" Monica answered confused.

"No, I mean isn't it a big deal if I don't, you know, support him correctly. What if I can't cheer him up and he thinks I'm the worst girlfriend in the world?"

Monica is giving me a look that says I'm a complete fool.

"What, you've never worried about this before?" I come back at her.

"Rachel," she nearly smiles. "There's nothing to worry about."

My expression lets on that I don't believe her. "There's not, here let me tell you a story." She sits down at the table and so I grab a chair as well, intently listening.

"When I was at fat camp, I was in my cabin one day when one of my friends suddenly knocks on my door. I opened it to find her hysterically crying. See you would think there would be no problems at a camp where everyone's fat, but there is," Monica tries to smirk, but I don't have the mind set for jokes right now. She catches on and quickly continues with her story.

"Anyway, my friend comes in and I immediately ask 'what's wrong?' She starts telling me about how her crush isn't interested and never will be and how she hates boys. I found it so hard to say anything because she was still crying so much I didn't want to upset her more. I barely said a word to her that whole time, but you know what she said to me before she left?"

I shook my head no with wide eyes.

"Thank you. And so I said to her, 'I didn't say anything', and she said, 'You listened.'" Monica finished.

I shook my head slightly to show my understanding of the story, but my face must have still exemplified uncertainty. Monica reached over and took my hand.

"You don't have to think about being good or bad at comforting Joey because he cares so much about you. He won't care what you say, he'll only care that you're here for him when he gets back," Monica heartens me. I smile at her, feeling much better already.

"See, you're too good at this."

She laughs at my comment.


Finally, Joey calls to say he's next in line and after his audition he'll be on his way home. Meaning, he'll probably be about a half an hour. I wish him good luck with some words of encouragement before hanging up the phone. Phoebe and Monica are with me. I tell them the news. Monica's already filled Phoebe in on my situation.

"Well, we're staying right here with you, okay. We can even stay so we can all be here for Joey when he gets back." Monica suggested.

"Okay", I realize that might make things a lot easier.

Chandler and Ross walk in.

"Hey," Ross greets us. We greet them back.

"Who wants coffee?" Chandler offers, meaning a trip to the coffeehouse.

"We can't, we're staying here to support Rachel potentially having to comfort Joey." Phoebe explains. Chandler and Ross both look at us strangely.

"Joey's at his audition for Day's of our Lives," Monica clarifies further.

"Hey, I'll stay," Chandler says and takes a seat at the table with Monica and Phoebe. I've been pacing around the living room.

"Really?" I question him.

"Yeah, it'd be cool if he gets it, I want to congratulate him."

I smile so wide, I love that my friends are being so great. I look to Ross now, he doesn't need to wait with us. Maybe he shouldn't, he probably won't. He sees my face and seems to be thinking it over as he looks over at the rest of them at the table.

"Um, actually, I have…" he pauses, looks at me, and then says, "nothing today. I'd rather see if Joey gets the part." He takes the last chair at the table.

"You're serious?" I speak softly out of shock.

"Yeah- Joey's a… good guy." He says it hesitantly, but only because he realizes he's only being truthful. I smile at him and mouth thank you to him when he looks back up at me. He nods with half a smile.


The time has finally come and Joey should be coming through the door at any minute. I'm standing behind Monica who's holding my hand. I really hope he gets it. The door opens and Joey walks in. We all look up sharply. I slowly walk around the table.

"Well…"

He looks down at the ground. Oh no, that can't be a good sign.

"Well, I guess it didn't go that well…because I" he says slowly. I close my eyes with gloom.

"Because I got the part!" he abruptly exclaims. I look up, wide eyed.

"What?"

"I was just kidding, I got it! You are all looking at the new Doctor Drake Ramoray!" Joey shouts with excitement.

"Oh my God!" I shriek. I run over to him and hug him tightly. The rest of the gang get up and come over to us. They all congratulate him. Phoebe hugs him and Chandler exchanges a firm handshake with him until Joey pulls him into a hug and they laugh.

"Great job man," Ross even pats him on the back.

"Thank, thanks" Joey responds to everyone.

"Well, now we have to watch you every week!" I happily squeeze his arm. His smile hasn't faded a bit.

"Yeah, we can all watch it together!" Monica says.

"Okay, great!" Joey says.

I look at everyone and can't be more thrilled that my friends have accepted Joey this way. I guess we have a new friend now. My joy must be multiplied as all my friends are surrounding the guy that makes me happier than I've ever been. I love the thought of all of us. The six of us, together, that sounds amazing… oh, I hope there's an extra seat at the coffeehouse. Hey, we can make room for another.


The End.