Consequences
Rachel was sitting in the cafeteria Monday morning. She was staring at her plate as if waiting for it to become a person and begin talking to her. She wouldn't be surprised, everything was so different. So strange. She hadn't seen Ross all weekend. He left Saturday morning after, well you know. She sighed and picked up the rock hard cafeteria food, then felt her stomach quench in disgust. She got up to throw her food away, and then saw Ross staring at her from the other end of the food court. She waved politely and turned towards the garbage can.
"Hey." She heard a few moments later. She was surprised Ross was talking to her.
"Hi." She replied uncomfortably.
"Do, uh, do you want to catch a movie after school?" He asked.
"No. Thank you though." She said as she waved to another friends.
"Rach, you can't keep on avoiding me like this." he began.
"Hi Misty!" she shouted across the room, and then turned back to Ross. "I'm not."
"Rach- Rachel?" He asked, for once again she was chatting with another friend. He finally grabbed her by the arm and forced her into the janitor closet. Rachel resisted, but was no match for Ross.
"Ow! What was that for? I was talking to someone!" she said pouting.
"Rach, we got to talk. I want you to be my girlfriend. We promised things wouldn't be awkward and OBVIOUSLY, they are!" He said. Rachel had never seen Ross angry, like really, really angry, so she had to guess this was it.
"I'm sorry Ross. I've just been worried that you don't see me the same way you used to now that we've, well, you know. We crossed that line; it's not a little innocent relationship Ross. We had sex, I mean, how much more intimate can you get?"
Ross looked at her. How was there so much that she still didn't know about him? He loved her the same as he did Thursday, if not more. She didn't know?
"Rachel, I love you. I will never stop. If I were stuck on this earth with one and one only other person, it would be you. I can't stand life or anything without you. You have been a part of my life and dreams since I was 12! I can't just throw that away because we actually PROOVED how much we love each other."
"12?" She asked flattered. "I had no clue it had been that long."
"It has. The day I saw you, there was no such thing as cooties, or- or, girl germs. It was you. I didn't care if people teased because I knew all I needed was faith and we would end up together." Ross sighed. Rachel felt her eyes brimming with tears. She never knew anyone could love her as much as Ross did. She then reached over and pulled Ross closer to her, kissing his lips. Things were perfect, they didn't need to change.
Until Mr. Bigelow and Mrs. Eider opened the janitor closet. Ross and Rachel looked up. Mixed feelings of embarrassment, shame and guilt flooded their souls as the teachers looked at them with scolding eyes. Rachel and Ross stammered on what to say, but the teachers didn't care. Rachel and Ross were sent relentlessly to the Principles office. (Yikes)
Rachel curled her hair around her finger and Ross fidgeted in his chair. Neither had ever been sent to the principles office. Well, Rachel once for giving the finger to an ex and a teacher saw her, but other than that, not ever had they went in for something that may cost more than a detention. Rachel looked up a few times to see if she could catch Ross' eye to whisper something. So far, her attempts were fruitless. Rachel did have a secret weapon; she was the best at kissing up. She was next, and she would butter the principle, which happened to be a close friend of her parents, and get the easy way out.
"Ms.Greene?" The stuffy secretary called. Rachel stood up and took in a deep breath of air, and entered the principles office.
Ross sat still in his chair, trying to make out what was going on. He sensed everything was okay, but Rachel hadn't been herself lately. Ross looked down at his shaking leg and put his hand over it to stop it. It worked for about two seconds before he gave up and let his leg shake in uneasiness. Ross almost fell asleep before Rachel and the principle exited the office laughing and joking. Whew, that was close. The principle looked over at Ross and smiled.
"Rachel told me about the misunderstanding, you are free to go. Just stay away from the custodian's closet, eh?" she said. He accent was clearly Canadian. Ross began to clap after the principle entered her office again.
"What the-?" he began to ask. Rachel put her hand to his mouth.
"Don't worry about it." She said coyly as she grabbed his hand and they walked out of the school.
They reached the car and Rachel jumped into the passenger seat.
"So, uh, what did you say?" he asked curiously.
"Don't worry about it. Oh! I am going to your house cause I need to pick up Mon. She is staying the night."
"How come she's allowed to but I'm not?" Ross asked, jokingly, yet seriously at the same time.
"Cause you're a boy and boys aren't allowed." She said in little girl voice.
Ross looked over at his girlfriend and smiled. She was amazing. She was fantastic she was..................
"I'm pregnant?" Rachel asked as she sat down on the toilet for support.
"Looks like it" Monica said sadly. "It's okay Rachel!" Monica began to cry. Rachel looked at Monica in utter idiocy.
"What? This is not okay! I have no clue what I'm going to do!" Rachel began to sob.
"No, it's okay..." she began, then bit her lip. "Because I am too!" she cried. Both of them hugged each other and sobbed. Was this for real? Rachel wiped her nose and Monica took in a sharp breath.
"So," Monica hiccupped. "Is, is Ross the dad?"
"Of course. Who's would it be?"
"I don't know."
"My fathers going to kill me. We used a condom! And I was on birth control! How could this happen?" Rachel placed her head in her hands.
"I don't know! Hey, my parents already hate me! Now they have reason to!" Monica sniveled.
"Who's the dad? Is it Chandler?"
"Yes. To make things worse, chandler is the father."
"When should we tell?" Rachel asked. "And who first? Father or family? This is going to be so hard!"
"Uhm, father, definitely." Monica sighed. "Um, I need to tell Chandler now. I will drive back over here in a bit and tell you how it went. You just relax, or-or, tell Ross or something, 'kay?"
"Okay." Rachel and Monica embraced one more time and looked into each other's eyes.
"It's really going to be okay, right Rachel?" Monica asked babyishly.
"Shhh, yea. It'll be okay." With that, Monica turned out of Rachel's bathroom and went downstairs. Rachel looked back down at the pregnancy test. She threw the test in the trash and walked into Samantha's room. Samantha was sitting on her bed reading a magazine while Jill was watching TV.
"Can I talk to you two?" Rachel asked. Samantha set down her magazine and Jill shut off the TV. "Promise you won't freak out?"
"Yea, Rachel, what's up?" Jill asked.
"I'm pregnant." She sighed. Samantha and Jill looked at each other, mouths hanging open.
"How?" Jill asked.
"You really need me to explain it?" Rachel snapped. Jill backed down.
"Didn't you use protection?" Samantha scolded.
"Yea, I swear! We used a condom AND I was on my birth control! I don't know why they didn't work!" Rachel began to get worked up again. Jill's face went white. Rachel looked at her sister. "What?" she asked curtly.
"Um, you need to promise you won't be mad."
"I won't be mad." Rachel rolled her eyes.
"Do you swear?'
"YES! WHAT IS IT JILL?" Rachel yelled. Rachel sat up and took in a breath.
"I have been secretly taking your birth control pills and replacing the ones I take with baby aspirin." She said ducking under the covers. Rachel felt her body twitch and felt like screaming.
"Why would you do that Jill? Why?" Rachel screamed.
"I just, I didn't know you were having sex, and mom won't let me get any." She said frightened.
"What? You are 15! Why in god's name would you need birth control?! Are you having sex?" Rachel asked raged.
"Yes." Jill said simply.
"STOP! You don't know what you are doing!" Rachel screamed. She sat down and started to weep uncontrollably. "I have to tell Ross." she finally said as she exited her sister's room.
Rachel had no clue what to say. 'Hey Ross, I'm pregnant.' Or, 'hey Ross, your going to be a daddy at 18.' She walked down the stairs, occasionally bumping into a maid. She finally made it to her front porch. She stood in horror at who was standing on it.
"Hey Rach" he said.
"Uh, we need to talk Ross.."
SORRY! I AM SOOOO TIRED OF WRITING! ( I am writing more as you are reading this! Please review and add ideas!
Rachel was sitting in the cafeteria Monday morning. She was staring at her plate as if waiting for it to become a person and begin talking to her. She wouldn't be surprised, everything was so different. So strange. She hadn't seen Ross all weekend. He left Saturday morning after, well you know. She sighed and picked up the rock hard cafeteria food, then felt her stomach quench in disgust. She got up to throw her food away, and then saw Ross staring at her from the other end of the food court. She waved politely and turned towards the garbage can.
"Hey." She heard a few moments later. She was surprised Ross was talking to her.
"Hi." She replied uncomfortably.
"Do, uh, do you want to catch a movie after school?" He asked.
"No. Thank you though." She said as she waved to another friends.
"Rach, you can't keep on avoiding me like this." he began.
"Hi Misty!" she shouted across the room, and then turned back to Ross. "I'm not."
"Rach- Rachel?" He asked, for once again she was chatting with another friend. He finally grabbed her by the arm and forced her into the janitor closet. Rachel resisted, but was no match for Ross.
"Ow! What was that for? I was talking to someone!" she said pouting.
"Rach, we got to talk. I want you to be my girlfriend. We promised things wouldn't be awkward and OBVIOUSLY, they are!" He said. Rachel had never seen Ross angry, like really, really angry, so she had to guess this was it.
"I'm sorry Ross. I've just been worried that you don't see me the same way you used to now that we've, well, you know. We crossed that line; it's not a little innocent relationship Ross. We had sex, I mean, how much more intimate can you get?"
Ross looked at her. How was there so much that she still didn't know about him? He loved her the same as he did Thursday, if not more. She didn't know?
"Rachel, I love you. I will never stop. If I were stuck on this earth with one and one only other person, it would be you. I can't stand life or anything without you. You have been a part of my life and dreams since I was 12! I can't just throw that away because we actually PROOVED how much we love each other."
"12?" She asked flattered. "I had no clue it had been that long."
"It has. The day I saw you, there was no such thing as cooties, or- or, girl germs. It was you. I didn't care if people teased because I knew all I needed was faith and we would end up together." Ross sighed. Rachel felt her eyes brimming with tears. She never knew anyone could love her as much as Ross did. She then reached over and pulled Ross closer to her, kissing his lips. Things were perfect, they didn't need to change.
Until Mr. Bigelow and Mrs. Eider opened the janitor closet. Ross and Rachel looked up. Mixed feelings of embarrassment, shame and guilt flooded their souls as the teachers looked at them with scolding eyes. Rachel and Ross stammered on what to say, but the teachers didn't care. Rachel and Ross were sent relentlessly to the Principles office. (Yikes)
Rachel curled her hair around her finger and Ross fidgeted in his chair. Neither had ever been sent to the principles office. Well, Rachel once for giving the finger to an ex and a teacher saw her, but other than that, not ever had they went in for something that may cost more than a detention. Rachel looked up a few times to see if she could catch Ross' eye to whisper something. So far, her attempts were fruitless. Rachel did have a secret weapon; she was the best at kissing up. She was next, and she would butter the principle, which happened to be a close friend of her parents, and get the easy way out.
"Ms.Greene?" The stuffy secretary called. Rachel stood up and took in a deep breath of air, and entered the principles office.
Ross sat still in his chair, trying to make out what was going on. He sensed everything was okay, but Rachel hadn't been herself lately. Ross looked down at his shaking leg and put his hand over it to stop it. It worked for about two seconds before he gave up and let his leg shake in uneasiness. Ross almost fell asleep before Rachel and the principle exited the office laughing and joking. Whew, that was close. The principle looked over at Ross and smiled.
"Rachel told me about the misunderstanding, you are free to go. Just stay away from the custodian's closet, eh?" she said. He accent was clearly Canadian. Ross began to clap after the principle entered her office again.
"What the-?" he began to ask. Rachel put her hand to his mouth.
"Don't worry about it." She said coyly as she grabbed his hand and they walked out of the school.
They reached the car and Rachel jumped into the passenger seat.
"So, uh, what did you say?" he asked curiously.
"Don't worry about it. Oh! I am going to your house cause I need to pick up Mon. She is staying the night."
"How come she's allowed to but I'm not?" Ross asked, jokingly, yet seriously at the same time.
"Cause you're a boy and boys aren't allowed." She said in little girl voice.
Ross looked over at his girlfriend and smiled. She was amazing. She was fantastic she was..................
"I'm pregnant?" Rachel asked as she sat down on the toilet for support.
"Looks like it" Monica said sadly. "It's okay Rachel!" Monica began to cry. Rachel looked at Monica in utter idiocy.
"What? This is not okay! I have no clue what I'm going to do!" Rachel began to sob.
"No, it's okay..." she began, then bit her lip. "Because I am too!" she cried. Both of them hugged each other and sobbed. Was this for real? Rachel wiped her nose and Monica took in a sharp breath.
"So," Monica hiccupped. "Is, is Ross the dad?"
"Of course. Who's would it be?"
"I don't know."
"My fathers going to kill me. We used a condom! And I was on birth control! How could this happen?" Rachel placed her head in her hands.
"I don't know! Hey, my parents already hate me! Now they have reason to!" Monica sniveled.
"Who's the dad? Is it Chandler?"
"Yes. To make things worse, chandler is the father."
"When should we tell?" Rachel asked. "And who first? Father or family? This is going to be so hard!"
"Uhm, father, definitely." Monica sighed. "Um, I need to tell Chandler now. I will drive back over here in a bit and tell you how it went. You just relax, or-or, tell Ross or something, 'kay?"
"Okay." Rachel and Monica embraced one more time and looked into each other's eyes.
"It's really going to be okay, right Rachel?" Monica asked babyishly.
"Shhh, yea. It'll be okay." With that, Monica turned out of Rachel's bathroom and went downstairs. Rachel looked back down at the pregnancy test. She threw the test in the trash and walked into Samantha's room. Samantha was sitting on her bed reading a magazine while Jill was watching TV.
"Can I talk to you two?" Rachel asked. Samantha set down her magazine and Jill shut off the TV. "Promise you won't freak out?"
"Yea, Rachel, what's up?" Jill asked.
"I'm pregnant." She sighed. Samantha and Jill looked at each other, mouths hanging open.
"How?" Jill asked.
"You really need me to explain it?" Rachel snapped. Jill backed down.
"Didn't you use protection?" Samantha scolded.
"Yea, I swear! We used a condom AND I was on my birth control! I don't know why they didn't work!" Rachel began to get worked up again. Jill's face went white. Rachel looked at her sister. "What?" she asked curtly.
"Um, you need to promise you won't be mad."
"I won't be mad." Rachel rolled her eyes.
"Do you swear?'
"YES! WHAT IS IT JILL?" Rachel yelled. Rachel sat up and took in a breath.
"I have been secretly taking your birth control pills and replacing the ones I take with baby aspirin." She said ducking under the covers. Rachel felt her body twitch and felt like screaming.
"Why would you do that Jill? Why?" Rachel screamed.
"I just, I didn't know you were having sex, and mom won't let me get any." She said frightened.
"What? You are 15! Why in god's name would you need birth control?! Are you having sex?" Rachel asked raged.
"Yes." Jill said simply.
"STOP! You don't know what you are doing!" Rachel screamed. She sat down and started to weep uncontrollably. "I have to tell Ross." she finally said as she exited her sister's room.
Rachel had no clue what to say. 'Hey Ross, I'm pregnant.' Or, 'hey Ross, your going to be a daddy at 18.' She walked down the stairs, occasionally bumping into a maid. She finally made it to her front porch. She stood in horror at who was standing on it.
"Hey Rach" he said.
"Uh, we need to talk Ross.."
SORRY! I AM SOOOO TIRED OF WRITING! ( I am writing more as you are reading this! Please review and add ideas!