Ahh…I had to complete my history project in one day! So this is what happened…ok ur gonna think I'm the dumbest person, but still… So, I thought that I was supposed to present tomorrow, but it turns out, it was today. So, Wed. night, I had to finish 2 days worth of material. Unfortunatly, my group didn't get to finish the presentation, so I have to go again tomorrow. How incredibly annoying. But that's ok, because *one more day till break*! How exciting! I can't wait. Ok, without further delay, here's the third chapter… Thanks for the great reviews! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Ok, we've been thru this so much before, but if I must say it…I don't own any of the characters, except for Jessica, who's the product of my own imagination. Hmm…didn't know I had imagination…

I will never forget the day that my mom broke up with Richard. However, it's not because I despised Richard. It's because I began to feel that I was going to lose one of the most important people in my life. On that very same day, Chandler began dating Janice. Now, the reason I hated her was not because I thought she would steal Chandler from me. It was because I never trusted the woman, nor did I trust their relationship. Their relationship began while she was still married, for god's sake! What kind of relationship is that? Plus, the two of them were in completely different points in their lives. Janice had a child and was dealing with a divorce, while Chandler…well he was playing foosball and making up crazy games like hammer darts. I knew that it would never work from the start. Unfortunately, Chandler didn't want to hear that from me.

"Chandler," I began seriously, while we were seated in Central Perk, "I have a confession for you."

"Yeah?" he asked, concerned.

"Well, I…with this whole relationship with Janice…"

"Yeah?"

"I just don't think it's a good idea."

"Excuse me?" he asked, irritation mounting. 

"It's just that…it's not going to work."

"What are you talking about?"

 "She's still married, for one thing."

"What are you talking about?" he repeated aggravated, "You're only 10 years old, for crying out loud! You don't know the first thing about relationships."

That was when I became insulted. "Show's how much you know me."

"You think that you're so old…but you're just 10! You shouldn't be concerning yourself with this stuff."

"Because you're so much more mature?" I spat out, angry as hell with him.

"There you go again!" he accused, pointing a finger at me, "You're defending yourself, by putting down another person."

Normally, I would've blown up at him by that point, but he wasn't the type to get angry with people. Not only that, but we had never fought before then.

"Ya know what. I was just trying to help you. But if you don't want it…"

"No, I don't want it."

I looked at him harshly, and quickly left the coffee shop. I just had to get away from him. That fight not only showed me that Chandler wasn't going to listen to me, but that he considered me nothing more than a lousy kid. I mean normally, no child would ever even care about things like that, but I was no normal child. Besides for being very perceptive, I was smart for a 5th grader. Nobody ever appreciated my intelligence because it was overlooked. Instead, people focused on my terrible behavior. I didn't mind though. I wish that people still didn't focus on my intellect. At that point, I wondered what would become of my relationship with Chandler, if Janice hung around for long.

          Chandler and I made up, eventually. I avoided him for two weeks before he entreated for forgiveness. He felt very guilty for telling me that I didn't know anything. I had somewhat mentioned to Chandler, before then, that I hated when people treated me as if I was a kid. Maybe he believed that I should be treated in that manner, but he didn't do it because he didn't want to hurt me. However, even though we were friends again, there were still my issues with Janice to deal with. Now, every person who knows Janice would agree with me that she is the most annoying person on the face of the Earth. Even Chandler would agree now, and before he dated her seriously. He goes to incredible lengths to avoid her now. She's just…okay picture someone scratching their fingernails down a blackboard, cracking their gum, and poking your eyes out. Okay, now multiply that my a thousand, and you have the level of annoyance and just utter pain this woman gives off. However, to my dismay, Janice realized Chandler was close to me, and she decided that she should get to know me well, too. I almost killed myself after my afternoon with her.

"I have a wonderful idea!" Janice announced in her annoying nasal voice.

"What's that, sweetie?" Chandler answered sweetly.

I was amazed that Chandler could answer in such a calm tone, while the rest of the world cringed at her shrill, obnoxious voice.  Sometimes, I just wanted to take her long hair and wrap it around her neck, until I could no longer hear her obnoxious voice. Don't worry, I never did anything like that to her. I never even spit in her face, although she deserved it. I was past the spitting stage, anyway.

"Well, since you're so close to this little cutie here," she said while pinching my cheek, "I was thinking that Jessie and I should get to know each other better. Ya know, spend some 'quality time' together. I mean look what it did for Joey and me!" I laughed to myself at her comment. Joey still couldn't stand her, even after their 'day of fun'. He just got better at hiding his contempt for her.

"That sounds like a great idea," Chandler answered, still using that uncanny sweet voice. It sounded nothing like him.

"Great!" she cheered, "Well, I have to go now."

"Ok hun, I'll walk you out."

Once Chandler left, I turned to the remaining five in the coffee house. "Kill me now!"

          In deed, once our 'afternoon of fun' began, I really wished someone would kill me. While she was talking to me, I kept envisioning ways I could die. Even an incredibly painful death would be better than time with Janice. Of course, according to Joey, I got off easy. The poor guy had to spend an entire day with that woman. Well, that afternoon, she took me to see some boring Disney movie, in the theaters. I'm not much of a Disney movie watcher—never was. I knew that it was so unrealistic. I mean a beast would not just transform into a handsome prince. And Aladdin…he was just a pompous snob. Ok, so maybe I take things too literally, but that's why I don't like them.

"What are you talking about?" she asked, when I informed her I detested Disney movies, "All girls love Disney movies!"

"Not this girl."

"You're so cute," she cooed as she pinched my cheek. I should've pinched her cheek—see how she liked it when the tables were turned. But I didn't. I had self-control, for Chandler's sake.

"Ya know," I informed her, "If you pinch my cheek one more time, I think it's gonna fall off."

"Aww, you're so adorable!"

There was just no winning with this woman. I probably could've told her that she was an ugly whore, and she'd still think I was cute. Needless to say, those were the longest three hours of my life. But, I did it for Chandler because I loved him, and I knew he'd do it for me, too, if he were in my shoes. Not that he would ever be, because there's no way in hell I'd date anybody as incredibly annoying as Janice. In fact, I don't think that person exists.

          Of course, just as I predicted, Chandler and Janice's relationship ended on a bitter note. In turn, Chandler was the one left hurting. I warned him that Janice was no good, but he couldn't listen to a ten year old. It turned out that the bitch was cheating on him with her ex-husband! Poor Chandler—he was left with a broken heart. For a while, he was in really bad shape. I would try to joke with him and make him smile, but I got nothing. It was becoming really depressing. Once, he even got so drunk that he slept with one of Joey's seven sisters. That's not even the worst part. The worst part was that he couldn't remember which sister he had fooled around with. Needless to say, he ended up being punched in the face…by the girl. Joey finally forgave him, though.

Joey's a sweet guy. Stupid, but sweet as honey. Well, not to the girls he sleeps with and then never calls back, but to his friends and family. He is really stupid though. He was always "fun uncle Joey" to me. We would play video games, tag, and a million other games together. However, often it turned out that I had to be the one watching after Joey. He can be quite juvenile at times. It's hard to believe that the guy's in his 30's, due to his behavior. He's the biggest womanizer, also. But, we all know that, during that rare time, when a girl he's crazy about comes along, he can be a real gentleman. If he's really crazy about her, he'll even date only her, while when it's a girl he's only using for sex, he could have about a million other girls. I bet that Joey's dated every woman in Manhattan. No, stretch that—every girl in New York. He sure gets around. Well, actually he's never been on a real date with my mother, Phoebe, or Rachel. Maybe some fake ones, but nothing happened on them—that I know of. But I'm probably right because I know pretty much everything about those six.

I have a lot of respect for Joey though, even if he acts childish and uses women like paper towels. He struggled to make it big in showbiz for a huge chunk of his life. That's what gives me respect for him. He never gave up. Even after about a billion bad reviews and lost roles. His first big break came when he got the part as Dr. Drake Ramoray on Days of Our Lives. He got killed off of the show, not long after, but his time as Drake, was his time to shine. After that role, he went back to acting in horrible plays that flopped, boring infomercials, and other small acting roles. Still, I respected his talent. I think I'm the only one who never made fun of him. See, I don't know if I'll become an actor when I grow up, but I have a strong respect for the profession. I also enjoy acting immensely. I remember that day I asked Joey for acting advice, against Chandler's warning.

"Oh my God, that's so great! You're taking after your uncle Joey!" Suddenly he began to cry.

"All right, it's a big deal, but you don't have to cry about it."

He smiled. "Lesson number one, fake crying."

I wrinkled my nose in confusion, "Why would I have to cry in this part?"

"Wait, you're not trying out for the role of dying man?"

"No, but you are."

"Crap!" he yelled as he looked at his watch, "Gotta go."

See, as I said before, sweet, but definitely dumb as a post. I came to him many other times for acting advice, but I never took it. On the contrary, I did the exact opposite of what he told me to do. I guess that's why I almost always landed the main parts in plays.

Ok, I'm falling asleep here, since I got like no sleep this week. But no complaining b/c I'll get to sleep late for 2 weeks. I can't wait. All right, please leave a review!:)