^ ^ I don't own da all of the characters in dis story. I only own da
character of Candy and Carter, Chandler's twin brother and sister. I know
Chandler is da only child, but in this story, I'd given Chandler twin
brother and twin sister. Chandler is a triplet. ^ ^ Plz review.
A/N I hope you like it. This is my first fiction and since English is my second language, I'm sorry for my grammar mistakes or other mistakes I made. I hope you enjoy reading this. And please please review. I really need your review. Thx
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It was years ago when Chandler was only 10 and he lived in a house in Long Island.
Through the wall which separate my room and Candy's, I heard my twin brother comforting my sobbing twin sister, "C'mon Can, don't be upset. They're only getting a divorce. We would meet him again. It just. that he doesn't live in the same house. But we could visit him anytime we want."
"How can you be sure that we could visit him anytime huh? Don't you know that he's moving to Las Vegas? To join that stupid Gay Show? Don't you think we have to go there by planes? Don't you ever think that we can't pay to buy a ticket and I DON'T THINK MOM WOULD PAY FOR US!" shouted Candy emotionally. She'd been crying and shouting for the past few day since mom and dad announced that they're getting divorce.
I rather sit here in my room alone staring to the empty space, than comforting Candy. I know Candy would stop being like this in a couple of days, since she hasn't eat nor drink. What Carter is doing, it's useless. It won't make Candy stop. I know it's not Carter fault because he is a guy that comforts you, dependable, and good looking. Sometimes I hate thinking about him being liked by everyone. And me, I'm also good-looking but not as handsome as Carter, but I'm always happy. That's what people always say.
I sighed when I heard a door being open and closed and Candy stop shouting. In another minute, Carter walked in. "Man, you should've help me. Didn't you hear Candy shouting?"
"Yeah I heard. I just don't want to fight over something that already happened. We won't win against her okay? So stop arguing with her."
There was a long silence before Carter walked out and went to his room. I figured out that he didn't want to deal with both of us, Candy and me.
After my parents told us that they're getting divorce, I changed a lot. I never smile again and I became a loner. But Carter, he didn't change. And Candy, she became a girl with broken heart inside.
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The next week, Candy had stopped crying and we were ready to go to the court. Mom was calling a cab. Carter and Candy were still in their own room and I was standing in front of a mirror taller than myself in the living room. I looked at my reflection. I hated wearing a tux. Why do we have to wear this tie thing? It straggled me. I wanted to ask my mom if I could just wear jeans and shirt. But I didn't dare to ask. I didn't want to sadden her even more.
We arrived there and a police guided us to the courtroom. I never been to a courtroom before and it was just like courtrooms shown in movies. Then I saw my dad standing behind a table and I ran up to him. I didn't know what to say, but then a stupid question came out of my mouth. "Hi dad, why didn't you come home?" He just smiled and he said, "Thanks for worrying about me. You always be my favourite guy Chandler," and then he patted my head. I always hate it when he does that. It made me feel like a small person. But then I saw tears in his eyes and I blamed myself for asking him the wrong question. I always remember the tears in his eyes.
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I woke up again for the 3rd time in this week, dreaming the same dream again. I dreamed my dad hugging us three after the divorce, for the last time. Two years had passed since the divorce, but I still remembered the feeling and the vision being hugged by him vividly. I gazed at the ceiling like I used to, but the ceiling looked so different, when I remembered that we moved to another house, but still in Long Island. I closed my eyes again and I glanced at the clock next to my bed. It was 4:30 in the morning. I tried to sleep again but I couldn't, so I decided to go for a walk. I left a note on the refrigerator that was saying that I go for a walk, so Carter and Candy won't be nuts. Carter and Candy were very protective about me if mom is not around, like if she's on tour promoting her books.
I took a walk to a park nearby. People called it the Luv Park, cause many people found their soul mates in this park. It was a nice park. It had beautiful flowers and trees all over the place. I walked in and suddenly I started to jog. I didn't know why I jog, but I just felt like jogging. I jogged around the park a couple times when I saw this cute girl sitting on a bench. I never meet her before, maybe because I just moved in to this neighbourhood, so I decided to go home.
The next day, I woke up at 5 on purpose. I wanted to see the girl again. I left a note on the refrigerator and I went to the park. Again, I saw the girl and I pretended to run in front of her, putting my best smile. I noticed that the girl also smiled at me.
For the pass few days, I'd been doing the same thing again and again. Today, I was also planning to do the same again, so I ran around the park and when I ran in front of her, unexpectedly, she shouted, "Hey you, you drop your wallet!" I thought she was talking to someone else, so I kept running, but she ran after me and she poked me. "Hey, you dropped your wallet. Didn't you hear me shouting to you?"
"Oh, sorry, I thought you were shouting to someone else. Well, thanks for giving back my wallet. Well,.."
My face was red. I never liked any girl before and I couldn't talk to girl easily like Carter.
"Hmmm. I never see you before. Are you new around here?" she asked.
"Ah, yeah. I just moved here a week ago."
"Oh cool. Where did you live before?"
"Long Island. The northern part." "Oh. I live around here. Maybe I could show you the town. By the way, my name is Monica. Monica Geller."
"Mmm.. Mine is Chandler. Chandler Bing. Just call me Chandler. I live around here too. Yeah maybe you could show me the town. And..."
"And what?"
"Can you give me your phone number? So I can call you?"
"Yeah sure. It's 123456789. So. call me. Bye"
"Yup sure. Bye." We waved at each other and she left. I was still standing there like an idiot holding a piece of paper. I wanted to jump real high, but I held my joy inside.
*Monica wasn't a fat girl. She was thin like she is now*
The next day, I didn't go to the park, cause I knew the girl already. I took a bath and ate breakfast and I waited til Candy and Carter went to pick up mom at the airport. I told them I didn't feel well. I didn't want them to meet Monica yet. I was afraid that Monica might like Carter better than me.
So after the left, I dialled the number Monica gave me. I waited for a while when a lady answered, "Hello."
"Hi. May I speak to Monica please?" I asked.
"Yeah sure. May I know who's speaking?"
"Chandler."
"Ok. Wait a sec."
Then I heard she screamed "MONICA! THERE'S A PHONE FOR YOU!" Then she picked up the phone.
"Hi. Hi Chandler."
"Eh, hi Mon."
"What's up?" she asked.
"Well, I wanna go somewhere, like a mall or so. But I don't know where to go. So do you have time to go with me today?" I asked.
"Hm. yeah I guess. What time? Let say.. 1?"
"Okay. Hm. Why don't you come to my place and then .."
"Yeah sure. What's your address?"
I told her my address and then we closed the phone. I went into my room and I started to pick an outfit. I didn't know what to wear. And then I decided to wear jeans and a light blue shirt I just bought before we moved. I brushed me teeth and spiked my hair. I didn't realize that it was almost 1 o'clock because I was busy trying to look good, then the door bell rang. I opened the door, but it wasn't Monica..
A/N I hope you like it. This is my first fiction and since English is my second language, I'm sorry for my grammar mistakes or other mistakes I made. I hope you enjoy reading this. And please please review. I really need your review. Thx
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It was years ago when Chandler was only 10 and he lived in a house in Long Island.
Through the wall which separate my room and Candy's, I heard my twin brother comforting my sobbing twin sister, "C'mon Can, don't be upset. They're only getting a divorce. We would meet him again. It just. that he doesn't live in the same house. But we could visit him anytime we want."
"How can you be sure that we could visit him anytime huh? Don't you know that he's moving to Las Vegas? To join that stupid Gay Show? Don't you think we have to go there by planes? Don't you ever think that we can't pay to buy a ticket and I DON'T THINK MOM WOULD PAY FOR US!" shouted Candy emotionally. She'd been crying and shouting for the past few day since mom and dad announced that they're getting divorce.
I rather sit here in my room alone staring to the empty space, than comforting Candy. I know Candy would stop being like this in a couple of days, since she hasn't eat nor drink. What Carter is doing, it's useless. It won't make Candy stop. I know it's not Carter fault because he is a guy that comforts you, dependable, and good looking. Sometimes I hate thinking about him being liked by everyone. And me, I'm also good-looking but not as handsome as Carter, but I'm always happy. That's what people always say.
I sighed when I heard a door being open and closed and Candy stop shouting. In another minute, Carter walked in. "Man, you should've help me. Didn't you hear Candy shouting?"
"Yeah I heard. I just don't want to fight over something that already happened. We won't win against her okay? So stop arguing with her."
There was a long silence before Carter walked out and went to his room. I figured out that he didn't want to deal with both of us, Candy and me.
After my parents told us that they're getting divorce, I changed a lot. I never smile again and I became a loner. But Carter, he didn't change. And Candy, she became a girl with broken heart inside.
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The next week, Candy had stopped crying and we were ready to go to the court. Mom was calling a cab. Carter and Candy were still in their own room and I was standing in front of a mirror taller than myself in the living room. I looked at my reflection. I hated wearing a tux. Why do we have to wear this tie thing? It straggled me. I wanted to ask my mom if I could just wear jeans and shirt. But I didn't dare to ask. I didn't want to sadden her even more.
We arrived there and a police guided us to the courtroom. I never been to a courtroom before and it was just like courtrooms shown in movies. Then I saw my dad standing behind a table and I ran up to him. I didn't know what to say, but then a stupid question came out of my mouth. "Hi dad, why didn't you come home?" He just smiled and he said, "Thanks for worrying about me. You always be my favourite guy Chandler," and then he patted my head. I always hate it when he does that. It made me feel like a small person. But then I saw tears in his eyes and I blamed myself for asking him the wrong question. I always remember the tears in his eyes.
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I woke up again for the 3rd time in this week, dreaming the same dream again. I dreamed my dad hugging us three after the divorce, for the last time. Two years had passed since the divorce, but I still remembered the feeling and the vision being hugged by him vividly. I gazed at the ceiling like I used to, but the ceiling looked so different, when I remembered that we moved to another house, but still in Long Island. I closed my eyes again and I glanced at the clock next to my bed. It was 4:30 in the morning. I tried to sleep again but I couldn't, so I decided to go for a walk. I left a note on the refrigerator that was saying that I go for a walk, so Carter and Candy won't be nuts. Carter and Candy were very protective about me if mom is not around, like if she's on tour promoting her books.
I took a walk to a park nearby. People called it the Luv Park, cause many people found their soul mates in this park. It was a nice park. It had beautiful flowers and trees all over the place. I walked in and suddenly I started to jog. I didn't know why I jog, but I just felt like jogging. I jogged around the park a couple times when I saw this cute girl sitting on a bench. I never meet her before, maybe because I just moved in to this neighbourhood, so I decided to go home.
The next day, I woke up at 5 on purpose. I wanted to see the girl again. I left a note on the refrigerator and I went to the park. Again, I saw the girl and I pretended to run in front of her, putting my best smile. I noticed that the girl also smiled at me.
For the pass few days, I'd been doing the same thing again and again. Today, I was also planning to do the same again, so I ran around the park and when I ran in front of her, unexpectedly, she shouted, "Hey you, you drop your wallet!" I thought she was talking to someone else, so I kept running, but she ran after me and she poked me. "Hey, you dropped your wallet. Didn't you hear me shouting to you?"
"Oh, sorry, I thought you were shouting to someone else. Well, thanks for giving back my wallet. Well,.."
My face was red. I never liked any girl before and I couldn't talk to girl easily like Carter.
"Hmmm. I never see you before. Are you new around here?" she asked.
"Ah, yeah. I just moved here a week ago."
"Oh cool. Where did you live before?"
"Long Island. The northern part." "Oh. I live around here. Maybe I could show you the town. By the way, my name is Monica. Monica Geller."
"Mmm.. Mine is Chandler. Chandler Bing. Just call me Chandler. I live around here too. Yeah maybe you could show me the town. And..."
"And what?"
"Can you give me your phone number? So I can call you?"
"Yeah sure. It's 123456789. So. call me. Bye"
"Yup sure. Bye." We waved at each other and she left. I was still standing there like an idiot holding a piece of paper. I wanted to jump real high, but I held my joy inside.
*Monica wasn't a fat girl. She was thin like she is now*
The next day, I didn't go to the park, cause I knew the girl already. I took a bath and ate breakfast and I waited til Candy and Carter went to pick up mom at the airport. I told them I didn't feel well. I didn't want them to meet Monica yet. I was afraid that Monica might like Carter better than me.
So after the left, I dialled the number Monica gave me. I waited for a while when a lady answered, "Hello."
"Hi. May I speak to Monica please?" I asked.
"Yeah sure. May I know who's speaking?"
"Chandler."
"Ok. Wait a sec."
Then I heard she screamed "MONICA! THERE'S A PHONE FOR YOU!" Then she picked up the phone.
"Hi. Hi Chandler."
"Eh, hi Mon."
"What's up?" she asked.
"Well, I wanna go somewhere, like a mall or so. But I don't know where to go. So do you have time to go with me today?" I asked.
"Hm. yeah I guess. What time? Let say.. 1?"
"Okay. Hm. Why don't you come to my place and then .."
"Yeah sure. What's your address?"
I told her my address and then we closed the phone. I went into my room and I started to pick an outfit. I didn't know what to wear. And then I decided to wear jeans and a light blue shirt I just bought before we moved. I brushed me teeth and spiked my hair. I didn't realize that it was almost 1 o'clock because I was busy trying to look good, then the door bell rang. I opened the door, but it wasn't Monica..