Sorry, I hadn't written this chapter yet! I had already written the
previous chapters I posted, so it may take a little longer to get up the
next one! Hope this one is longer! (haha) Anyway, read & review!
Chapter 4
12 midnight- Joey's mother, Gloria, has just shown Rachel to the guest room.
Rachel: Thank you so much Mrs. Tribbiani.
Gloria: No problem sweetheart, we couldn't have had a pretty little thing like you wandering the streets at night.
Gloria gave her quick hug and a kiss on the cheek and walked out, shutting the door behind her.
Rachel smiled to herself. Mrs. Tribbiani was so nice; she knew she was lucky to be staying with such a wonderful family.
She yawned, and suddenly realized how tired she was. Despite the sleep she had gotten on the plane, she was still exhausted. After changing into flannel pants and a gray t-shirt saying "New York Knicks," she pulled the covers back on the bed and slowly slid under them, sinking into the soft mattress.
The next morning....
Ally and Joey are sitting the kitchen; Ally has a pink silk bathrobe wrapped around her, her blonde hair blow dried so it fell perfectly around her face. Joey was wearing jeans and an orange t-shirt.
Ally: So she's staying here?
Joey: Well, she didn't have anywhere else to go...I couldn't just leave her wandering the streets
Ally [giving him a half smile]: I was hoping we'd have some time to ourselves
Joey [one of his eyebrows shooting up]: I'll see what I can do...
Ally: No, no don't you worry, I'll sort everything out, you have to go off to work.
Joey: Okay, bye Ally.
He gave her a kiss on the cheek, and walked out the screen door leaving it swinging behind him.
That was when Rachel chose to come downstairs, she came down softly still in her pajamas. She immediately regretted her decision to shower after breakfast as she saw Ally sitting at the table looking beautiful in her pink robe. But she walked into the kitchen anyway, feeling much younger than Ally...she probably was, Ally looked to be about 19, maybe 20 compared to Rachel's nearly 18.
Ally: Hello Rachel. Did you sleep well?
Rachel: Yea, thanks.
Rachel got herself a glass of water, and poured herself a bowl of the cereal that was sitting in the center of the table.
Rachel: What about you guys?
Ally: We slept well. Oh, by the way Joey wanted me to tell you that he managed to book you into the Giovanni Inn further into town and that they are expecting you to check in at 11 this morning.
Rachel: Oh, okay.
Joey seemed to be pretty eager to get rid of her. That was okay, but she thought last night it could've been possible that he...she told herself to stop, she didn't want to interfere with what he and Ally had.
Rachel: Tell him thanks.
Ally [smiling]: Sure thing.
Rachel finished the cereal she was eating and rinsed them off in the sink and placed them in the dishwasher.
Rachel: Alright then, well I'll go take a shower and get my stuff together.
Ally: See you in a bit.
Rachel headed up the stairs thinking about Joey's promise the night before that she could stay with them until she got something sorted out. Well, she guessed Joey had sorted it out for her.
About an hour later Rachel was showered and dressed in her jeans and a blue tank top. She threw her hairbrush, toothbrush, and toothpaste into her bag. Glancing over at the clock she saw that it said 10:30. She had better be on her way or else she would be late for her check in. After giving Mrs. Tribbiani a hug goodbye and thanking her for letting her stay with them, she waved and started walking down the path, following the directions that Mrs. Tribbiani had given her. She hoisted her bag further up onto her shoulder, and took a right turn onto Eastern Lane continuing straight until she came to Johnson Street which she took a left onto. After a couple more steps she found herself in front of the Giovanni Inn. She went inside and walked up to the man sitting at the check in desk.
Rachel: Hi I'm here to check in...someone made a reservation for me at around 9:30 this morning I guess.
Check in Guy: Oh, Rachel right?
Rachel: Yes
Check in Guy: I'm Tony, you're in room 36A. Here's your key.
Rachel: Thanks.
Tony: If you need anything just dial the front desk and we can help you out.
Rachel: Okay, thanks again.
She headed up the stairs and walked down the hallway, scanning the doors for room 36A. Rachel found the door and slipped the key into the lock, turning it so that the door swung open. She stepped inside and took a look around. The room wasn't anything special, but it was in good condition and had a nice double bed that had a window next to it, looking out at a lake.
Rachel [to herself]: I guess I better unpack then.
Once she was done unpacking she decided to take a walk and explore the town she was staying in.
She grabbed her purse off the bed and went back out onto Johnson Street.
After she exchanged some of her American Dollars for some Euros, she went and sat on a bench by the lake behind the Inn. She inhaled deeply; the air was so fresh sitting there. Maybe this trip to Italy was going to be more fun than she imagined. Glancing down at her watch she saw it was nearing noon, and looking up she saw the reason for the beads of sweat running down her forehead; the sun was right in the top of the sky, beating down on the land surrounding her.
Rachel: Jeez it's hot...
Then she looked at the lake. It was clear, and you could see the sandy bottom if you stood right over it. Nobody was around, so Rachel ran up to her room and changed into her swimsuit; she wore her one piece because she figured she would draw enough attention to herself by swimming in the lake. Wrapping a towel around herself she dashed round the back of the hotel, and after whipping it off her, she dived into the lake. The water felt so good as it surrounded her body, rinsing the sweat off of her. She came back up and took a huge breath in, and then lying on her back looking up at the clouds. This had to be pure bliss; there was no where like this in New York, even in the suburbs. She did the backstroke around the lake and then dived back under, returning to her position on her back. Suddenly she heard a voice, and jumped up.
Joey: Hey!
Rachel [crossing her arms over her chest]: You scared me!
Joey [smiling to himself]: Sorry, can you forgive me?
Rachel [playfully]: I don't know...
And with that she dived under the water again, only resurfacing to get another breath, and to see if Joey was still there, and he was.
Rachel: So...what are you doing here?
Joey: Well, I'm on my lunch break, and I normally walk past this lake to buy myself something to eat. I might ask the same of you, actually.
Rachel: Well...I am staying at this hotel since you booked me in here this morning.
Joey: Whoa, what?
Rachel: I came downstairs this morning and Ally told me you had booked a room for me here, and that they were expecting me at 11...
She broke off as she saw Joey looking confused.
Joey: I gotta go. See you.
He ran off in the opposite direction of where he had been headed. Rachel stood there for a moment, watching him go. She didn't know what had happened to make Joey run away like that. All of a sudden she realized that she was shivering, so she quickly dived under and then came up and got out.
Back at the Tribbiani house...
Joey [letting the screen porch door slam behind him]: ALLY! Ally walked down the stairs in her bikini with a sarong tied around her waist.
Ally: Yes, darling?
Joey: Did you tell you Rachel that I booked her into a hotel this morning, and is she now staying at the Giovanni Inn?
Ally: I might have said something to that effect. But I only did it because I thought this could be a solution to us having some alone time. I'm sorry, I should have said I booked her a room, but I figured since she was technically staying at your house it would have made sense if you booked her a hotel room.
Joey [took a deep breath in]: That's fine, I overreacted, I'm sorry.
Ally: Now that that's out of the way, you want to come to the beach with me?
Joey: Sure...but I only have an hour of my lunch break left, so we better make it a quick trip and go for a longer time tomorrow.
Ally: Alright, let's hit the road!
Joey [excited]: We can take this motorbike I'm fixing up this week!
Ally [a look of disapproval on her face]: Why don't we just take the...truck.
Joey's face fell as Ally headed out to the truck, and stood beside it as he grabbed the keys off the counter.
After a 20 minute drive to the beach, Joey hopped out, grabbing his surf board from the back of the truck, and hoisting Ally's beach bag up onto his shoulder. by the way, don't actually know if people surf in Italy...but I want Joey to surf, so there is in this story!
They walked onto the beach, set their towels out, and Joey peeled off his shirt. Ally smiled at him, but then her face fell as she saw a certain someone in the water, struggling with a rented surfboard.
Joey: Something wrong?
Ally: No
She turned him towards her, and sat him down on the towel, climbing on top of him and kissing him rather violently so he wouldn't see Rachel, and hoping that when she was done with him Rachel would be gone, or he wouldn't notice her.
Rachel fell off the surfboard for about the 10th time that day.
Rachel [muttering]: Dammit, why can't I get this right?
She climbed back on top of it and paddled out a way, and waited for a wave. A rather large one was coming, and she quickly got herself standing up on the surfboard, surprised that she was actually balanced. All of a sudden, the wave crashed down on her, knocking her off the surfboard, and pulling her under water. The water was churning around her, sending her spiraling farther under. She tried to take in a breath, but water filled her lungs, and soon she began to see black as she lost consciousness....
Back to Joey as this is happening....
Joey heard a woman scream and saw out of the corner of his eye her pointing out at the water.
Woman: Oh my god! That woman just got knocked over by the wave and hasn't come up for more than two minutes!
Joey quickly pushed Ally off him, and grabbed his surfboard from where it lay on the sand. He ran towards the ocean, but realized his surfboard would probably hold him back, and threw it behind him. He dove in and swam out to where he saw an overturned surfboard. Once he was out there he tread water for a moment and suddenly felt his foot brush someone. He quickly dove under and pulled what felt like a girl's body up to the surface. He struggled for a moment with the extra weight since he was out of his depth, but managed to drag himself and her to where he could stand up. When he reached his depth and stood up he lifted the girl up, only just recognizing who she was. It was Rachel. Then he looked closer. She wasn't breathing. He ran towards shore with her in his arms, quickly laying her on the sand and brushing the hair off of her face. People quickly surrounded them, Ally not included. Joey quickly placed his mouth on hers, giving her two breaths and then five compressions, repeating this over and over again until he saw her chest rise. She spit out a ton of water, and her eyes slowly flickered open.
Rachel [croakily]: What-
Joey: Don't talk, you need to rest.
It was only as he looked down at her that he did a quick scan of her body. She was wearing a light blue bikini, and it looked great, her eyes looked a brilliant shade of blue. Once again he shook his head. He held his hand out to her and helped her while supporting her back with his other hand. He placed her arm around his neck and started to walk back to the truck but Rachel stumbled and nearly fell over again, her body still shaking. She bit her lip and took two more shaky step forwards. Joey decided this wasn't working.
Joey: Its okay Rachel, you don't have to walk, you're obviously still in shock, I can carry you back to the truck, it's just over here.
Rachel: Thanks, but that's really-
Joey placed a finger on her lips.
Joey [smiling]: I thought I told you not to talk.
Chapter 4
12 midnight- Joey's mother, Gloria, has just shown Rachel to the guest room.
Rachel: Thank you so much Mrs. Tribbiani.
Gloria: No problem sweetheart, we couldn't have had a pretty little thing like you wandering the streets at night.
Gloria gave her quick hug and a kiss on the cheek and walked out, shutting the door behind her.
Rachel smiled to herself. Mrs. Tribbiani was so nice; she knew she was lucky to be staying with such a wonderful family.
She yawned, and suddenly realized how tired she was. Despite the sleep she had gotten on the plane, she was still exhausted. After changing into flannel pants and a gray t-shirt saying "New York Knicks," she pulled the covers back on the bed and slowly slid under them, sinking into the soft mattress.
The next morning....
Ally and Joey are sitting the kitchen; Ally has a pink silk bathrobe wrapped around her, her blonde hair blow dried so it fell perfectly around her face. Joey was wearing jeans and an orange t-shirt.
Ally: So she's staying here?
Joey: Well, she didn't have anywhere else to go...I couldn't just leave her wandering the streets
Ally [giving him a half smile]: I was hoping we'd have some time to ourselves
Joey [one of his eyebrows shooting up]: I'll see what I can do...
Ally: No, no don't you worry, I'll sort everything out, you have to go off to work.
Joey: Okay, bye Ally.
He gave her a kiss on the cheek, and walked out the screen door leaving it swinging behind him.
That was when Rachel chose to come downstairs, she came down softly still in her pajamas. She immediately regretted her decision to shower after breakfast as she saw Ally sitting at the table looking beautiful in her pink robe. But she walked into the kitchen anyway, feeling much younger than Ally...she probably was, Ally looked to be about 19, maybe 20 compared to Rachel's nearly 18.
Ally: Hello Rachel. Did you sleep well?
Rachel: Yea, thanks.
Rachel got herself a glass of water, and poured herself a bowl of the cereal that was sitting in the center of the table.
Rachel: What about you guys?
Ally: We slept well. Oh, by the way Joey wanted me to tell you that he managed to book you into the Giovanni Inn further into town and that they are expecting you to check in at 11 this morning.
Rachel: Oh, okay.
Joey seemed to be pretty eager to get rid of her. That was okay, but she thought last night it could've been possible that he...she told herself to stop, she didn't want to interfere with what he and Ally had.
Rachel: Tell him thanks.
Ally [smiling]: Sure thing.
Rachel finished the cereal she was eating and rinsed them off in the sink and placed them in the dishwasher.
Rachel: Alright then, well I'll go take a shower and get my stuff together.
Ally: See you in a bit.
Rachel headed up the stairs thinking about Joey's promise the night before that she could stay with them until she got something sorted out. Well, she guessed Joey had sorted it out for her.
About an hour later Rachel was showered and dressed in her jeans and a blue tank top. She threw her hairbrush, toothbrush, and toothpaste into her bag. Glancing over at the clock she saw that it said 10:30. She had better be on her way or else she would be late for her check in. After giving Mrs. Tribbiani a hug goodbye and thanking her for letting her stay with them, she waved and started walking down the path, following the directions that Mrs. Tribbiani had given her. She hoisted her bag further up onto her shoulder, and took a right turn onto Eastern Lane continuing straight until she came to Johnson Street which she took a left onto. After a couple more steps she found herself in front of the Giovanni Inn. She went inside and walked up to the man sitting at the check in desk.
Rachel: Hi I'm here to check in...someone made a reservation for me at around 9:30 this morning I guess.
Check in Guy: Oh, Rachel right?
Rachel: Yes
Check in Guy: I'm Tony, you're in room 36A. Here's your key.
Rachel: Thanks.
Tony: If you need anything just dial the front desk and we can help you out.
Rachel: Okay, thanks again.
She headed up the stairs and walked down the hallway, scanning the doors for room 36A. Rachel found the door and slipped the key into the lock, turning it so that the door swung open. She stepped inside and took a look around. The room wasn't anything special, but it was in good condition and had a nice double bed that had a window next to it, looking out at a lake.
Rachel [to herself]: I guess I better unpack then.
Once she was done unpacking she decided to take a walk and explore the town she was staying in.
She grabbed her purse off the bed and went back out onto Johnson Street.
After she exchanged some of her American Dollars for some Euros, she went and sat on a bench by the lake behind the Inn. She inhaled deeply; the air was so fresh sitting there. Maybe this trip to Italy was going to be more fun than she imagined. Glancing down at her watch she saw it was nearing noon, and looking up she saw the reason for the beads of sweat running down her forehead; the sun was right in the top of the sky, beating down on the land surrounding her.
Rachel: Jeez it's hot...
Then she looked at the lake. It was clear, and you could see the sandy bottom if you stood right over it. Nobody was around, so Rachel ran up to her room and changed into her swimsuit; she wore her one piece because she figured she would draw enough attention to herself by swimming in the lake. Wrapping a towel around herself she dashed round the back of the hotel, and after whipping it off her, she dived into the lake. The water felt so good as it surrounded her body, rinsing the sweat off of her. She came back up and took a huge breath in, and then lying on her back looking up at the clouds. This had to be pure bliss; there was no where like this in New York, even in the suburbs. She did the backstroke around the lake and then dived back under, returning to her position on her back. Suddenly she heard a voice, and jumped up.
Joey: Hey!
Rachel [crossing her arms over her chest]: You scared me!
Joey [smiling to himself]: Sorry, can you forgive me?
Rachel [playfully]: I don't know...
And with that she dived under the water again, only resurfacing to get another breath, and to see if Joey was still there, and he was.
Rachel: So...what are you doing here?
Joey: Well, I'm on my lunch break, and I normally walk past this lake to buy myself something to eat. I might ask the same of you, actually.
Rachel: Well...I am staying at this hotel since you booked me in here this morning.
Joey: Whoa, what?
Rachel: I came downstairs this morning and Ally told me you had booked a room for me here, and that they were expecting me at 11...
She broke off as she saw Joey looking confused.
Joey: I gotta go. See you.
He ran off in the opposite direction of where he had been headed. Rachel stood there for a moment, watching him go. She didn't know what had happened to make Joey run away like that. All of a sudden she realized that she was shivering, so she quickly dived under and then came up and got out.
Back at the Tribbiani house...
Joey [letting the screen porch door slam behind him]: ALLY! Ally walked down the stairs in her bikini with a sarong tied around her waist.
Ally: Yes, darling?
Joey: Did you tell you Rachel that I booked her into a hotel this morning, and is she now staying at the Giovanni Inn?
Ally: I might have said something to that effect. But I only did it because I thought this could be a solution to us having some alone time. I'm sorry, I should have said I booked her a room, but I figured since she was technically staying at your house it would have made sense if you booked her a hotel room.
Joey [took a deep breath in]: That's fine, I overreacted, I'm sorry.
Ally: Now that that's out of the way, you want to come to the beach with me?
Joey: Sure...but I only have an hour of my lunch break left, so we better make it a quick trip and go for a longer time tomorrow.
Ally: Alright, let's hit the road!
Joey [excited]: We can take this motorbike I'm fixing up this week!
Ally [a look of disapproval on her face]: Why don't we just take the...truck.
Joey's face fell as Ally headed out to the truck, and stood beside it as he grabbed the keys off the counter.
After a 20 minute drive to the beach, Joey hopped out, grabbing his surf board from the back of the truck, and hoisting Ally's beach bag up onto his shoulder. by the way, don't actually know if people surf in Italy...but I want Joey to surf, so there is in this story!
They walked onto the beach, set their towels out, and Joey peeled off his shirt. Ally smiled at him, but then her face fell as she saw a certain someone in the water, struggling with a rented surfboard.
Joey: Something wrong?
Ally: No
She turned him towards her, and sat him down on the towel, climbing on top of him and kissing him rather violently so he wouldn't see Rachel, and hoping that when she was done with him Rachel would be gone, or he wouldn't notice her.
Rachel fell off the surfboard for about the 10th time that day.
Rachel [muttering]: Dammit, why can't I get this right?
She climbed back on top of it and paddled out a way, and waited for a wave. A rather large one was coming, and she quickly got herself standing up on the surfboard, surprised that she was actually balanced. All of a sudden, the wave crashed down on her, knocking her off the surfboard, and pulling her under water. The water was churning around her, sending her spiraling farther under. She tried to take in a breath, but water filled her lungs, and soon she began to see black as she lost consciousness....
Back to Joey as this is happening....
Joey heard a woman scream and saw out of the corner of his eye her pointing out at the water.
Woman: Oh my god! That woman just got knocked over by the wave and hasn't come up for more than two minutes!
Joey quickly pushed Ally off him, and grabbed his surfboard from where it lay on the sand. He ran towards the ocean, but realized his surfboard would probably hold him back, and threw it behind him. He dove in and swam out to where he saw an overturned surfboard. Once he was out there he tread water for a moment and suddenly felt his foot brush someone. He quickly dove under and pulled what felt like a girl's body up to the surface. He struggled for a moment with the extra weight since he was out of his depth, but managed to drag himself and her to where he could stand up. When he reached his depth and stood up he lifted the girl up, only just recognizing who she was. It was Rachel. Then he looked closer. She wasn't breathing. He ran towards shore with her in his arms, quickly laying her on the sand and brushing the hair off of her face. People quickly surrounded them, Ally not included. Joey quickly placed his mouth on hers, giving her two breaths and then five compressions, repeating this over and over again until he saw her chest rise. She spit out a ton of water, and her eyes slowly flickered open.
Rachel [croakily]: What-
Joey: Don't talk, you need to rest.
It was only as he looked down at her that he did a quick scan of her body. She was wearing a light blue bikini, and it looked great, her eyes looked a brilliant shade of blue. Once again he shook his head. He held his hand out to her and helped her while supporting her back with his other hand. He placed her arm around his neck and started to walk back to the truck but Rachel stumbled and nearly fell over again, her body still shaking. She bit her lip and took two more shaky step forwards. Joey decided this wasn't working.
Joey: Its okay Rachel, you don't have to walk, you're obviously still in shock, I can carry you back to the truck, it's just over here.
Rachel: Thanks, but that's really-
Joey placed a finger on her lips.
Joey [smiling]: I thought I told you not to talk.