A/N:I do not own any of the Friends characters. I only own the ones that may seem unfamiliar to you, for they are my own characters. This story may turn out like You've Got Mail (I really recommend this movie BTW), because that is where I got this story line, but I'll try my best to make it seem less like it.


Monica went to the coffee shop and met up with Joey.

"Hey Joey. I just wanted to apologize for the way I was acting. I really needed to get it off of my chest, so there we go." Monica said.

"It's OK Monica. I'm sure it's really OK with Chandler too because he is someone out on a date with that chick you're friends with." Joey said. Monica looked uneasy at the sentence Joey spoke.

"On a date? I thought he was just taking her out to dinner or something?" Monica asked.

"Yeah he was, but it turns out they really hit it off so they stayed out longer." Joey answered. Monica just left the coffee shop. She didn't even want to tell Joey about the situation. The person she liked was going out with one of the people she worked with. How could she even be thinking about Chandler like this? Chandler was just her friend. A friend who she had a crush on. Monica made it seem almost like she was in middle school again, but she really needed to find Chandler before he and the girl did anything else.

Monica was off to the nicest restaurants in search for her crush and the date. She found them at a restaurant, not a very fancy one, just a little bar type thing. She was about to go in when she noticed them stand up and leave. She didn't want them to see her there. They might think she was following them, but really she was just curious to know what they were doing. Monica quickly fled from the sight, just as Chandler Bing and Sandy, the girl, left the bar.

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From: NonWorkAlcoholic
To: ChiefChef

I went out with this girl last night. She was really great. I hope to meet her again. Honestly thought, it didn't feel right. It felt almost wrong to be going out with this girl. I didn't know if it was because she was associated with one of my friends or because I may like someone else. I don't think I would be the best love guru, considering I'm in a big problem myself.

Monica read the message. It was almost exactly like she felt with Chandler, only she didn't go out with a guy that knew Chandler. She was relieved that someone she knew or sort of knew shared her feelings. Monica really liked the person she was talking to and she wanted to meet him. Monica began typing another email to her friend.