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Rachel stared at Vanessa, who was lying face down on the bed. She was in too much shock to notice how quiet the room had suddenly gotten.
Rachel: Hey Ross, I gotta go. I'll call you back. Bye. (she hangs up before he can even say anything) Vanessa, are you okay?
Vanessa: (muffled, cause she's still face down on the bed) I'm fine...........just tired. (looks up at Rachel, her eyes are sort of filling up)
Rachel: What's wrong?
Vanessa: Allergies. Sorry.
(they just sat there and stared at each other for a while. Vanessa had her hair up in a towel since it was wet, and Rachel studied her face)
Rachel: What's your last name?
Vanessa: Uh........Adams.
(They both look down)
Rachel: So, did you hear what Ross said?
Vanessa: Yeah, and it makes me feel bad.
Rachel: Why?
Vanessa: Am I making you feel bad? I mean, it's hard to move on and forget and stuff.......am I making it harder?
Rachel: No. I dont care if you sound or look like Monica. It makes me feel Better.......kay?
Vanessa: Hey, do you think Ross thinks I'm Monica?
Rachel: I dont think Ross is crazy, girl.
Vanessa: (smiles a bit) Yeah, I guess. (pause) Well, goodnight.
Rachel(whispers): Good night.
(Vanessa goes and switches of the lights while Rachel goes into the bathroom to take a shower.)
~~
As Rachel got out of the shower and dried herself up, she couldn't help remembering the conversation she and Ross had had on the phone. He was right, Vanessa did sound like Monica. And she looked like her too. But Monica was dead.........and well, Monica didn't have dirty blond hair and blue-green eyes. Rachel slowly got herself dressed in her PJ's,a nd then walked out into the dark room. Since the bathroom door was open and the light was still on, she light shone onto Vanessa's bed, illuminating her face. Rachel stood there for a while and just stared down at her. Tears sprung up to her eyes, and she turned away. She walked towards her own bed which was situated right beside a window. Like she did every night, she touched a picture of Monica and then lay down. Right before she closed her eyes, and fell asleep, she lifted the curtain a bit and looked up at the stars. 'Goodnight Monica.'
(we go to Vanessa, her eyes are now open, and she's looking in Rachel's direction.)
'Goodnight Rachel...........'
~~
(the next day Rachel woke up at ten o clock, and she heard noises coming from inside the bathroom. It sounded like crying. She groggily walked towards the door and knocked on it.)
Rachel: Uh, Vanessa? Are you in there?
Vanessa: (muffled) Yeah.
(after a while the door opened, and Vanessa stared back at Rachel, her eyes puffy)
Rachel: ya know, I dont think that's a normal allergy. Maybe you should get a check up with the-----
Vanessa: (walks out of the bathroom and falls down on the bed) It's not an allergy!
Rachel: Oh. What's wrong? Something happen?
Vanessa: Well, yeah, sort off. (pause, and Rachel gives her a questioning look) (barely a whisper) I dont think we should be room mates Rachel. I mean, I dont want to hurt you anymore, and well, I dont want to hurt myself.
Rachel: Hurt me? (pause) Hurt yourself?
(Vanessa begins to cry. She pulls her hair back in a pony tail and for the first time, Rachel saw her WHOLE face, since before she had left her hair down and her face was mostly covered)
Rachel: (barely a whisper) Monica?
~~
TO BE CONTINUED...................
Hey, sorry it was so short. I've got a lot of HW and I want to watch the Golden Globe Awards since I was in school when they showed it live. (time difference) Anyway....I know you think I'm crazy at the moment.....but more explanations will arise later!! Please review if you've got something nice to say!! Bye! [Btw, Jenni, how'd you guess in your review for the first chapter?!?! How do you know all these things?! Heehee. Good job!! Woohoo. Yay, what ever.]
§§~*Stephanie*~§§
~I'll Be §eeing Ýou~
Rachel stared at Vanessa, who was lying face down on the bed. She was in too much shock to notice how quiet the room had suddenly gotten.
Rachel: Hey Ross, I gotta go. I'll call you back. Bye. (she hangs up before he can even say anything) Vanessa, are you okay?
Vanessa: (muffled, cause she's still face down on the bed) I'm fine...........just tired. (looks up at Rachel, her eyes are sort of filling up)
Rachel: What's wrong?
Vanessa: Allergies. Sorry.
(they just sat there and stared at each other for a while. Vanessa had her hair up in a towel since it was wet, and Rachel studied her face)
Rachel: What's your last name?
Vanessa: Uh........Adams.
(They both look down)
Rachel: So, did you hear what Ross said?
Vanessa: Yeah, and it makes me feel bad.
Rachel: Why?
Vanessa: Am I making you feel bad? I mean, it's hard to move on and forget and stuff.......am I making it harder?
Rachel: No. I dont care if you sound or look like Monica. It makes me feel Better.......kay?
Vanessa: Hey, do you think Ross thinks I'm Monica?
Rachel: I dont think Ross is crazy, girl.
Vanessa: (smiles a bit) Yeah, I guess. (pause) Well, goodnight.
Rachel(whispers): Good night.
(Vanessa goes and switches of the lights while Rachel goes into the bathroom to take a shower.)
~~
As Rachel got out of the shower and dried herself up, she couldn't help remembering the conversation she and Ross had had on the phone. He was right, Vanessa did sound like Monica. And she looked like her too. But Monica was dead.........and well, Monica didn't have dirty blond hair and blue-green eyes. Rachel slowly got herself dressed in her PJ's,a nd then walked out into the dark room. Since the bathroom door was open and the light was still on, she light shone onto Vanessa's bed, illuminating her face. Rachel stood there for a while and just stared down at her. Tears sprung up to her eyes, and she turned away. She walked towards her own bed which was situated right beside a window. Like she did every night, she touched a picture of Monica and then lay down. Right before she closed her eyes, and fell asleep, she lifted the curtain a bit and looked up at the stars. 'Goodnight Monica.'
(we go to Vanessa, her eyes are now open, and she's looking in Rachel's direction.)
'Goodnight Rachel...........'
~~
(the next day Rachel woke up at ten o clock, and she heard noises coming from inside the bathroom. It sounded like crying. She groggily walked towards the door and knocked on it.)
Rachel: Uh, Vanessa? Are you in there?
Vanessa: (muffled) Yeah.
(after a while the door opened, and Vanessa stared back at Rachel, her eyes puffy)
Rachel: ya know, I dont think that's a normal allergy. Maybe you should get a check up with the-----
Vanessa: (walks out of the bathroom and falls down on the bed) It's not an allergy!
Rachel: Oh. What's wrong? Something happen?
Vanessa: Well, yeah, sort off. (pause, and Rachel gives her a questioning look) (barely a whisper) I dont think we should be room mates Rachel. I mean, I dont want to hurt you anymore, and well, I dont want to hurt myself.
Rachel: Hurt me? (pause) Hurt yourself?
(Vanessa begins to cry. She pulls her hair back in a pony tail and for the first time, Rachel saw her WHOLE face, since before she had left her hair down and her face was mostly covered)
Rachel: (barely a whisper) Monica?
~~
TO BE CONTINUED...................
Hey, sorry it was so short. I've got a lot of HW and I want to watch the Golden Globe Awards since I was in school when they showed it live. (time difference) Anyway....I know you think I'm crazy at the moment.....but more explanations will arise later!! Please review if you've got something nice to say!! Bye! [Btw, Jenni, how'd you guess in your review for the first chapter?!?! How do you know all these things?! Heehee. Good job!! Woohoo. Yay, what ever.]
§§~*Stephanie*~§§