Authors Note - Thanks for the reviews, and Llew I know they would never to
that but as you said the story wouldn't have worked if they hadn't! Well
this is chapter 2, like it people please like it! Lol Oh! And Chandler
appears in this one!
Monica woke up early that Sunday, which was strange as she usually slept till at least 10. It always made her feel better somehow. Craig hated sleeping in so if she got up late it would be proving that she didn't need him. She knew it was stupid, but it made her feel good all the same. Monica grudgingly removed herself from the safe haven of her bed and walked out onto the landing. Monica smiled as she looked around. She loved her apartment! It was so much bigger than her old one in New York, the apartment where she and Rachel used to live, and the apartment that Joey used to run into every morning for breakfast. Yes this apartment didn't have those things, but who needed them anyway? This apartment was big, and it even had an upper floor where the bedrooms were. But it didn't have her friends, and as much as Monica told herself she didn't need them she did.
After she had gotten dressed she knew she had to get out of the apartment. She didn't have work today and the only thing she could think of doing was getting in her car and driving. Driving to anywhere.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Two hours later she was at the beach (* I am English therefore I do not know the names of any beaches in LA, I am making them up! *), the only place she felt she could be surrounded by people and still completely alone. She lay down on the sand, not caring that she had no towel and felt the warm sand on her back. Gradually she relaxed and soon was asleep.
Suddenly Monica felt a thud on her head and she awoke violently.
"Sorry!" someone yelled from far away, "I'm really sorry" he spoke as he jogged towards her, "I didn't hurt you did I?"
Monica raised her head, fully intending to give this stranger a piece of her mind, but then she saw his eyes and in that moment the words died on her lips.
"No" she heard herself saying, "I'll be fine"
The stranger sat down next to her and offered his hand, "I'm Chandler" he began, "Chandler Bing"
"Monica" she replied shaking hands with him. The electricity she felt in that moment nearly knocked her sideways.
"It's nice to meet you Monica"
"Ditto"
For a minute neither of them spoke, they seemed to be lost in each other's eyes. The entire world seemed to disappear leaving only them. Chandler eventually broke the silence, "At least let me buy you lunch. To say sorry" Monica mealy nodded and followed him silently to his car.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"So" Chandler asked once they had found a table at the small café, "You've not really told me that much about yourself"
"There's not much to tell. I really am pretty boring"
"You could tell me how you ended up in LA, and don't tell me you were born here because your too pale for that. A little like me"
Monica relaxed a little and smiled, "OK you got me! I was born in New York"
"You're kidding! So was I!"
Monica looked at Chandler, unable to believe that they had once been in the same city without even realizing it! But New York was a big city they probably lived on opposite ends of town.
"I miss New York sometimes y'know. My friends and me used to hang out at this little coffee house. Spent some of the best times of my life there"
"I know what you mean. There was this one coffee place, about 5 minutes from my apartment. Had this big orange sofa in the middle and this bleached blonde gay guy owned it" he started to laugh at the memories of days gone by. He glanced up at Monica and abruptly stopped, she looked like she'd seen a ghost. "Mon" he asked quietly "what's wrong?"
"Gunther" she said quietly, "His name was Gunther. I used to live above that coffee place. Me and my friends always sat on the orange couch"
Chandler looked at her; he knew that his face mirrored hers. He had only known this woman for an hour but he felt a connection with her that was stronger than anything else he had ever felt in his life. To know that he had probably been in the same place as her before was spooky.
He smiled at her and whispered one word "Fate"
A/N - Thanks for reading, there will probably be another ½ Chandler, Monica, Rachel chapters before the rest of the guys show up and I'm sorry this was so short but I'm in the middle od revising for me GCSE's so I had to sneak onto the computer!
~Friends Babe~
Monica woke up early that Sunday, which was strange as she usually slept till at least 10. It always made her feel better somehow. Craig hated sleeping in so if she got up late it would be proving that she didn't need him. She knew it was stupid, but it made her feel good all the same. Monica grudgingly removed herself from the safe haven of her bed and walked out onto the landing. Monica smiled as she looked around. She loved her apartment! It was so much bigger than her old one in New York, the apartment where she and Rachel used to live, and the apartment that Joey used to run into every morning for breakfast. Yes this apartment didn't have those things, but who needed them anyway? This apartment was big, and it even had an upper floor where the bedrooms were. But it didn't have her friends, and as much as Monica told herself she didn't need them she did.
After she had gotten dressed she knew she had to get out of the apartment. She didn't have work today and the only thing she could think of doing was getting in her car and driving. Driving to anywhere.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Two hours later she was at the beach (* I am English therefore I do not know the names of any beaches in LA, I am making them up! *), the only place she felt she could be surrounded by people and still completely alone. She lay down on the sand, not caring that she had no towel and felt the warm sand on her back. Gradually she relaxed and soon was asleep.
Suddenly Monica felt a thud on her head and she awoke violently.
"Sorry!" someone yelled from far away, "I'm really sorry" he spoke as he jogged towards her, "I didn't hurt you did I?"
Monica raised her head, fully intending to give this stranger a piece of her mind, but then she saw his eyes and in that moment the words died on her lips.
"No" she heard herself saying, "I'll be fine"
The stranger sat down next to her and offered his hand, "I'm Chandler" he began, "Chandler Bing"
"Monica" she replied shaking hands with him. The electricity she felt in that moment nearly knocked her sideways.
"It's nice to meet you Monica"
"Ditto"
For a minute neither of them spoke, they seemed to be lost in each other's eyes. The entire world seemed to disappear leaving only them. Chandler eventually broke the silence, "At least let me buy you lunch. To say sorry" Monica mealy nodded and followed him silently to his car.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"So" Chandler asked once they had found a table at the small café, "You've not really told me that much about yourself"
"There's not much to tell. I really am pretty boring"
"You could tell me how you ended up in LA, and don't tell me you were born here because your too pale for that. A little like me"
Monica relaxed a little and smiled, "OK you got me! I was born in New York"
"You're kidding! So was I!"
Monica looked at Chandler, unable to believe that they had once been in the same city without even realizing it! But New York was a big city they probably lived on opposite ends of town.
"I miss New York sometimes y'know. My friends and me used to hang out at this little coffee house. Spent some of the best times of my life there"
"I know what you mean. There was this one coffee place, about 5 minutes from my apartment. Had this big orange sofa in the middle and this bleached blonde gay guy owned it" he started to laugh at the memories of days gone by. He glanced up at Monica and abruptly stopped, she looked like she'd seen a ghost. "Mon" he asked quietly "what's wrong?"
"Gunther" she said quietly, "His name was Gunther. I used to live above that coffee place. Me and my friends always sat on the orange couch"
Chandler looked at her; he knew that his face mirrored hers. He had only known this woman for an hour but he felt a connection with her that was stronger than anything else he had ever felt in his life. To know that he had probably been in the same place as her before was spooky.
He smiled at her and whispered one word "Fate"
A/N - Thanks for reading, there will probably be another ½ Chandler, Monica, Rachel chapters before the rest of the guys show up and I'm sorry this was so short but I'm in the middle od revising for me GCSE's so I had to sneak onto the computer!
~Friends Babe~
