Disclaimer: Yeah, so I own like none of these characters. and so on and so
forth.
The weeks went by and things began getting back to normal. Monica's misadventure became old news to the gossip crew, and the name calling came to an end. Her relationship with Chandler was closer than ever - in a completely platonic way. She stopped talking about that fateful night in January, so Chandler felt like she was getting past it. Monica, on the other hand, still didn't trust most of the guys. Whenever Chandler would try to touch her, whether it would be a hug or a shake of the hand, she would immediately tense up. It was more of a reflex than anything else - after all, she still had a thing for Chandler, but Chandler felt as if she didn't trust him.
Months passed and it was nearing finals. 'Summer vacation's right around the corner,' Monica thought with a smile. She couldn't wait to spend more time with Chandler. She began feeling better and was less tense around guys, and she began liking Chandler more and more. He put up with her through the late night phone calls, when she would wake up from bad dreams, weekends spent without other friends, because she didn't want to face them, and drives to nowhere, when she just wanted to get away. So why wouldn't he just ask her out?
The last bell rang for the year as the Lincoln High students raced out of the front doors from the school. Summer break had officially begun.
"Monica," a voice called out behind her. She turned around to see Chandler.
"Wanna come to the beach today? I'm meeting up with Ross and Rachel there. and some other people. We're kicking off us now being seniors."
"Sure. can we just stop at my house so I can get my swimsuit?"
"Yeah." Chandler and Monica hopped in his car and, with the windows open and the music blasting, sped off to her house. Monica ran inside and up to her bedroom, Chandler following close behind.
"Um. you can go see if Ross is here if you'd like," Monica said sheepishly. "I'm just going to change." She looked in her dresser for her bathing suits. A bunch of one-piece racerbacks, some really old ones, and a bright red bikini. She pulled out the bikini, and put it on with some hesitation. 'Maybe now he'll be attracted to me," she thought. She threw on a tank top and some short board shorts ontop, grabbed her sunglasses, beach towel, and flipflops, and headed for the door.
"Chandler, I'm ready," she said. The two left, and headed towards the beach.
"The party's getting started," Ross said, beer in hand, as Chandler and Monica arrived at the beach. Rachel snuck up behind Ross and hugged him.
"Wanna go for a swim?" Rachel suggested.
"Sure," he said, turning around to kiss her. The two made their way to the water. Chandler looked at Monica.
"Care to join them?"
"Sure," Monica said. She took off her tank top and board shorts so that she was only in her bathing suit. Chandler stared at her. 'I knew she was hot, but WOAH!' he thought to himself.
Chandler and Monica had been in the water for a few minutes when Chandler decided to get a little rowdy. He grabbed Monica from behind and threw her in the water.
"Chandler, you're dead!" she squealed as she ran after him. Chandler started running towards the shore, and Monica chased after him. Upon arriving on the shore Monica sprinted to catch up to him and began wrestling him to the sand. With just a little struggle, she managed to pin him to the ground.
"1, 2." just then Chandler flipped over, so that he was pinning Monica. The two giggled for a little bit. Chandler just looked at Monica. She was gorgeous. Her hair was slightly tousled after being in the water, and she looked perfect in her bikini. He wanted to just lean his head down and kiss her. At the same time, Monica's face turned from smile to frown. All of a sudden, a flood of memories came as she remembered the last time she was being pinned down. Joey. That ass ruined everything for her.
"I gotta go," Monica said as she lifted herself from under Chandler.
"What's the matter, Mon?" Chandler asked, worried.
"I just gotta go." She threw on her clothes and sprinted away, even though she knew that her home was several miles away.
Monica arrived home as dusk was approaching. The whole way home she had been thinking of Chandler. Why did she have to seem so uncomfortable around him? He would never hurt her. She ran up to the shower, and as the water fell on her head, tears filled her eyes. She got out of the shower and into her pajamas, and drifted off to sleep, at the early hour of 8pm, dreaming only of Chandler.
Chandler, on the other hand, wandered around aimlessly, partially in search of Monica, even though he knew she was home, partially trying to think clearly. He never realized how much he could scare someone who he liked so much. Eventually he ended up back at the beach, and got in his car, driving home. So much for a great way to start off summer vacation.
Sorry not much happened in this chapter. I'm building it up, so please bear with me. Hopefully I'll have another chapter up in a few days. R&R, please.
The weeks went by and things began getting back to normal. Monica's misadventure became old news to the gossip crew, and the name calling came to an end. Her relationship with Chandler was closer than ever - in a completely platonic way. She stopped talking about that fateful night in January, so Chandler felt like she was getting past it. Monica, on the other hand, still didn't trust most of the guys. Whenever Chandler would try to touch her, whether it would be a hug or a shake of the hand, she would immediately tense up. It was more of a reflex than anything else - after all, she still had a thing for Chandler, but Chandler felt as if she didn't trust him.
Months passed and it was nearing finals. 'Summer vacation's right around the corner,' Monica thought with a smile. She couldn't wait to spend more time with Chandler. She began feeling better and was less tense around guys, and she began liking Chandler more and more. He put up with her through the late night phone calls, when she would wake up from bad dreams, weekends spent without other friends, because she didn't want to face them, and drives to nowhere, when she just wanted to get away. So why wouldn't he just ask her out?
The last bell rang for the year as the Lincoln High students raced out of the front doors from the school. Summer break had officially begun.
"Monica," a voice called out behind her. She turned around to see Chandler.
"Wanna come to the beach today? I'm meeting up with Ross and Rachel there. and some other people. We're kicking off us now being seniors."
"Sure. can we just stop at my house so I can get my swimsuit?"
"Yeah." Chandler and Monica hopped in his car and, with the windows open and the music blasting, sped off to her house. Monica ran inside and up to her bedroom, Chandler following close behind.
"Um. you can go see if Ross is here if you'd like," Monica said sheepishly. "I'm just going to change." She looked in her dresser for her bathing suits. A bunch of one-piece racerbacks, some really old ones, and a bright red bikini. She pulled out the bikini, and put it on with some hesitation. 'Maybe now he'll be attracted to me," she thought. She threw on a tank top and some short board shorts ontop, grabbed her sunglasses, beach towel, and flipflops, and headed for the door.
"Chandler, I'm ready," she said. The two left, and headed towards the beach.
"The party's getting started," Ross said, beer in hand, as Chandler and Monica arrived at the beach. Rachel snuck up behind Ross and hugged him.
"Wanna go for a swim?" Rachel suggested.
"Sure," he said, turning around to kiss her. The two made their way to the water. Chandler looked at Monica.
"Care to join them?"
"Sure," Monica said. She took off her tank top and board shorts so that she was only in her bathing suit. Chandler stared at her. 'I knew she was hot, but WOAH!' he thought to himself.
Chandler and Monica had been in the water for a few minutes when Chandler decided to get a little rowdy. He grabbed Monica from behind and threw her in the water.
"Chandler, you're dead!" she squealed as she ran after him. Chandler started running towards the shore, and Monica chased after him. Upon arriving on the shore Monica sprinted to catch up to him and began wrestling him to the sand. With just a little struggle, she managed to pin him to the ground.
"1, 2." just then Chandler flipped over, so that he was pinning Monica. The two giggled for a little bit. Chandler just looked at Monica. She was gorgeous. Her hair was slightly tousled after being in the water, and she looked perfect in her bikini. He wanted to just lean his head down and kiss her. At the same time, Monica's face turned from smile to frown. All of a sudden, a flood of memories came as she remembered the last time she was being pinned down. Joey. That ass ruined everything for her.
"I gotta go," Monica said as she lifted herself from under Chandler.
"What's the matter, Mon?" Chandler asked, worried.
"I just gotta go." She threw on her clothes and sprinted away, even though she knew that her home was several miles away.
Monica arrived home as dusk was approaching. The whole way home she had been thinking of Chandler. Why did she have to seem so uncomfortable around him? He would never hurt her. She ran up to the shower, and as the water fell on her head, tears filled her eyes. She got out of the shower and into her pajamas, and drifted off to sleep, at the early hour of 8pm, dreaming only of Chandler.
Chandler, on the other hand, wandered around aimlessly, partially in search of Monica, even though he knew she was home, partially trying to think clearly. He never realized how much he could scare someone who he liked so much. Eventually he ended up back at the beach, and got in his car, driving home. So much for a great way to start off summer vacation.
Sorry not much happened in this chapter. I'm building it up, so please bear with me. Hopefully I'll have another chapter up in a few days. R&R, please.