:A friend of mine wants to challenge me in a game of chess. She's very good at it and well…I'm not so good. I want to beat her! I haven't felt this competitive since I stopped playing Table Tennis regularly. Lol.
Anyway, here is part three! Thank you for your lovely reviews! Keep them coming! I really appreciate it.
I've got a little challenge for you…in one of the scenes in this part is a reconstructed version of something that happened to one of the Friends stars in real life. It's not exactly the same, but you may spot the similarities. When I read about it in an article on a certain website I love so much, I just found it so hilarious! So were the pictures. If you're a fan of this actor/actress and you read a lot about him/her, (you can see I'm not giving anything away!) this should be easy to see which scene it is!
TOW The Reunion
PART THREE
Monica eyes fluttered open and after taking a few minutes to realise where she was, she realised she had never felt so comfortable before in her life. Chandler's arms were wrapped loosely around her body, making her feel warm and safe. She turned her head slightly to look at him and she smiled at his messy hair, which was sticking up all over the place. His face looked so peaceful.
Chandler sensed someone was watching him and his eyes snapped open. He smiled sleepily at Monica. "Morning," he greeted, "Sleep well?"
Monica nodded. "I had no trouble falling asleep here." She said.
"What time is it?" Chandler asked, shifting his body to sit up.
Monica reached over to the table and grabbed Chandler's watch. "10a.m!" she freaked, staring at it.
"Oh my god!" Chandler exclaimed, climbing over Monica and falling off the couch. He stood up and grabbed his clothes. "I have a job interview in like twenty minutes! I need to get back to the hotel and change my clothes!"
"A job interview?" Monica asked, confused.
Chandler looked up and smiled. "I was going to tell you last night, but I forgot after what you told me about the attack. I'm moving back to New York soon!"
Monica widened her eyes and grinned. "That's great!" she shouted, giving Chandler a huge hug.
"I've missed the city so much. I just want to come home." Chandler continued, pulling on his clothes.
"I'm so pleased." Monica added softly, "I've missed you so much."
Chandler bent down and kissed Monica on the forehead, and then rushed to the apartment door. "I've missed you too!" he replied, darting a smile at Monica as he left.
****
Rachel and Ross walked along the hallway of their hotel, after deciding the night before to book one room to share with two beds to save the expense.
"Do you want to get some breakfast?" Ross asked Rachel, looking at her hopefully.
Rachel shook her head and smiled. "No that's ok Ross. I should be heading back right now."
"Back?" Ross asked, disappointed. "Back where?"
"Well, Florida of course!" Rachel replied, staring at him in surprise.
"Already?!" Ross exclaimed, "You just got here! I'm planning on staying in the city for at least another week!"
"Well…" Rachel fiddled with her hair nervously, "I suppose I could stay another day."
"I insist." Ross told her firmly. "I haven't seen you in years. I want to get to know you again."
"You already know me Ross!" Rachel laughed. They walked outside. Rachel breathed in the fresh air. "Isn't it a great day?" she asked.
Ross nodded. "It really is." He agreed. "I've missed the city. Hey, why don't we go visit Monica?"
Rachel frowned. "I'm not your sister's favourite person right now." She muttered.
"What happened between you two?" Ross sighed. "You two were inseparable at college."
"Well, that was college." Rachel said airily. "A lot has changed."
"So much that you can't even be in the same room as each other anymore?"
"It's really a long story Ross…" Rachel explained, "I don't really want to get into it right now."
"Ok, fine, whatever you want. I'm here for you if you want to talk." Ross wrapped an arm around Rachel and they walked slowly down the street.
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Chandler drove at breakneck speed to his hotel, spotting Ross and Rachel walking in the opposite direction. He gave them a hasty wave and grinned at them, "I knew he liked her." He said, shaking his head.
Coming to a stop right outside the hotel's entrance, Chandler got out of the car and raced up to his room. He showered, changed and with one quick glance at the mirror, he ran back out into the hallway and outside. To his disgust, he saw a parking attendant standing outside his car. He walked over and tapped the attendant on the shoulder. "Um…why are you standing by my car?" he asked.
The attendant turned around to face Chandler. "I'm afraid I'm going to have to give you a ticket sir." He replied, frowning.
"Why?!" Chandler exclaimed.
"You didn't put any money in the meter," the attendant pointed out, "You're parked here illegally."
"Well, I'm sorry, I was in a hurry and I didn't know you had to pay. I don't live around here…"
"Not my problem Sir," the attendant shook his head and pulled out a book.
"Wait! Wait!" Chandler panicked. He pushed his hands into his pockets, feeling around. "If I pay for a ticket now, will you let me go with a warning?"
"If you pay right now…then yes, ok." The attendant folded his arms, waiting.
"Ok…" Chandler continued to feel around in his pockets. "I'm just trying to find some coins."
"I haven't got all day Sir." The attendant snapped.
Chandler sighed and pulled his hands out of his pockets. "I haven't got any coins for the meter." He muttered, blushing.
"Well I'm going to have to give you a ticket." The attendant stated, pulling out a pen to write in his book.
"Wait! Please." Chandler begged, "I really haven't got any money. Only notes." He pulled out his wallet and gestured to the notes. "Look!"
"Not my problem Sir." The attendant said again.
"Did they train you to say that or something?" Chandler asked sarcastically.
"Can I help?" a voice asked. Chandler spun around to see a young man standing before him.
"I'll pay for the meter." The man offered.
Chandler smiled at the man gratefully. "Well, if you're sure…"
The man grinned. "Of course!" he pulled some coins out of his pocket and placed them into the meter. He pulled the sticker out from it and placed it on the window of Chandler's car. "There you go!"
"Thank you!" Chandler shook the man's hand. "You saved me!"
"No problem." The man turned to walk away. "See you around!"
"See you! And thanks once again!" Chandler called. He turned back to the parking attendant and grinned. "Ha! You can't give me a ticket now!"
The attendant placed his book back into his pocket. "You do realise who that was, don't you?" he asked.
"Who?" Chandler frowned at the attendant.
"That's Joey Tribbiani!" The attendant exclaimed, all of a sudden losing his formal exterior. "He's a famous soap actor! Don't you ever watch Days of Our Lives?!"
"Er…soaps are not really my thing." Chandler replied.
"But he's famous!" the attendant freaked, "He just offered you, a complete stranger, money for the parking!"
"Well geez, it was only an actor…" Chandler interrupted, trying to calm the attendant down.
"I can't believe I just saw Joey Tribbiani!" the attendant exclaimed, walking down the street. "I just can't believe it…"
Chandler rolled his eyes and ran his hands through his hair. He checked his watch and groaned in dismay. He had missed his interview. "Damn parking laws." He muttered.
END OF PART THREE