Title: Children Of Eden: Pretty Woman
Author: Kaitlyn
Rating: PG-13/R
Summary: Burning lungs, dirty dancing, nightswimming and second chances...Loud music, tainted smoke, fiery kisses and racing hearts. Everyone remembers what it was like to be 18. Established R/R and eventual C/M
Time to make the sextet complete! Thanks for waiting patiently for Phoebe's debut.
Again, this will be a fairly short update. HOWEVER, the one following this one will be quite long and quite eventful, I promise. I'm going to NYC for Spring Break with some friends, so I won't be back to update for about a week, but try and stay patient. The next update will be a biggie.:-)
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"What about a movie?" Chandler asked detachedly, thumbing through a black spiral notebook. He was sitting with Monica, Rachel and Ross in a corner of the school's commons area. The four were lounging there underneath a large oak tree during their lunch period, discussing possibilities for plans that coming weekend. Chandler sat on a small brick ledge that fenced in a raised garden with Monica at his side. Ross was leaning against the wall and Rachel was laying casually sprawled out at his side with her head in his lap.
"No way, we do that like every weekend. No more movies, or clubs, or hanging out at our house"," Ross contested.
"Yeah!" Monica spoke up. "You guys are at our house like every day! It's you and Rachel's turn to think of something to do," Monica teased, shoving Chandler playfully in the shoulder. This surprised him, as they had not spoken much since that hectic night at the club. Still, something close to iridescent sparkled in her eyes when she smiled at him. He grinned back, feeling immediately like a loser, but not really regretting it.
"I've got an idea." Rachel spoke up from her place on the ground. "There's a reservoir like 10 miles past my house that I didn't used to know was there. We could go check that out."
"What are we going to do at a big cement hole filled with water?" Chandler asked skeptically. Rachel shrugged, bending her neck backwards to catch her boyfriend's best friend's eye and simultaneously shielding her eyes from the glare of the beating sun.
"I don't know. It beats seeing another bad movie, though."
"I think it sounds like a good idea," Ross offered, bending down at the waist to kiss the tip of Rachel's nose. She smiled thankfully at him.
Meanwhile, Ross' attention was captured by a familiar gait that was making it's wait across the courtyard. The boy was wearing a royal blue Nick's shirt and jet black sunglasses to match his hard. Appropriate, Ross thought. The second generation Italian spotted the group of four and smiled weakly, changing his direction and making his way over to the group. Ross made no efforts to conceal an exaggerated sigh.
"Ross and Rachel, right?" he asked, sliding this thumbs underneath their respective shoulder straps after removing his sunglasses. Rachel smiled warmly and nodded. Ross remained stoic.
"Joey, this is Chandler and Monica. Guys, this is Joey. He just moved here from Queens." Rachel introduced everyone, but Monica and Chandler still darned looks of confusion. They smiled politely but secretly wondered just who this Joey was and how Rachel knew him.
"So, what're you guys doing?" he asked, trying desperately to make conversation and to not allow the conversation to thin out to an awkward pause.
"Uh, we were just talking about what we were going to do this weekend," Chandler informed, leaning forward to rest his arms on his thighs and clasp his hands together. "We're thinking about the reservoir. Do you know anything about it?"
"I think I pass it sometimes on the back way to my grandma's."
"Well, hey, why don't you join us?" Rachel asked emphatically. Ross spun his head around and shot her a confused and slightly worried look.
"What!?" he spat, unable to control his disappointment and disapproval. Rachel eyed him, wordlessly begging him to be polite.
"Yeah, it'll be fun! We're going to go out there tonight. You can just meet us there, if you want." Joey nodded and smiled.
"You know what, I think I'll take you up on that." He quickly scribbled down his number on a slip of paper and handed it to Rachel, "I've got to get going now, but call me if anything changes." With that, he smiled once more and threw up a hand haphazardly to signal his departure. As he was walking away, Ross took the paper from Rachel's hand and looked at it.
"Can you believe this guy!? This is the second time in a week that he's done something like this!"
"Ross, done something like what?" Rachel asked, reflections of annoyance shading her voice. He held up the small piece of paper that he was holding.
"I don't know, maybe FLIRTED with you right in front of me? He could have given this to any one of us, but he gave it to you- his HOME number! Don't try and tell me he doesn't have some serious ulterior motives here." Rachel took a deep breath and retrieved the paper from Ross hand, folded it, and stuck it into her back pocket.
"Maybe it's because I'm the only one who wants to be nice to him! He's new here- I'm just trying to help him fit in. He seems like a nice enough guy. Plus, you know what else, his parents just got divorced. Give the guy a break." Ross turned it head away for a moment and watched Joey as he disappeared into the administrative building. He turned back to face her.
"Fine, I'll give him a chance....but if he comes onto you ONE MORE TIME-"
"I know, I know, you'll punch him in the face, or do something equally as 'manly'," Rachel mocked. Ross gave her an "I'm not amused" face, to which she replied by playfully sticking out her tongue and patting him on the leg. Dammit, he thought. She can get away with ANYTHING that way.
Just then, a multicolored Hack Sack landed directly in the middle of the group. Chandler picked it up and raised his head to see if he could decipher an owner, but was met by the face of a young girl standing just a few feet in front of him.
"Whoop, sorry about that," the girl apologized. "My friends and I were playing around. It must have just gotten away from us."
"That's okay." Chandler nodded and handed the girl her ball back. It wasn't until she moved underneath the shadow of the tree and got the sunlight out of her face that he actually saw how strikingly attractive she was. She had ringlets of long blonde hair that fell down around her shoulders and piercing blue eyes. She was wearing Earthy tones and several beaded necklaces and bracelets.
"My name's Phoebe, by the way. You're Monica, right?" she asked, turning her head to the brunette seated at Chandler's right. Monica nodded.
"Yeah, I think we have Earth Science together," Monica replied. Phoebe smiled and nodded.
"Right. Hey, do you mind if I ask who that guy is who was just over here? I saw him driving around in his Mustang the other day."
"Oh, uh, that's Joey. He just moved here," Chandler offered, realizing that he was the official spokesperson of the group to this pretty girl who had stumbled so unexpectedly into their lives.
"Are you guys friends with him?" she asked.
"Like peas and carrots," Ross spoke up, the sarcasm dripping from words.
"Don't mind him," Monica warned. "He's just bitter. We don't know him that well, but we are going out to the reservoir with him tonight. He's a pretty nice guy." Phoebe nodded politely.
"The reservoir? I didn't even know we had one of those out here."
"Apparently so," Chandler shrugged. "You could come, too, if you wanted. Invite your friends. We can make a night of it." The other 3 turned to Chandler, a bit unsure of why he had just invited this near stranger in on their evening plans. Monica was eyeing him especially closely.
"Hm, I might do that. Where is it?"
"Oh, uh, just like 4 or so miles down Meachum Road. There's a big steal gate- you can't miss it," Rachel guided.
"Hey Pheebs!" a lanky boy with shaggy brown hair yelled from across the courtyard. "You gonna bring us the ball back, or what?"
"Yeah, yeah, I'm coming!" she yelled back. "Well, I'd better go, but thanks for telling me about the reservoir. And that Joey guy's going to be there?" she asked, obviously quite intrigued by him.
"That's why I'm told," Ross quipped again.
"Great," she replied, waving goodbye and turning to return to her group of friends.
"Chandler," Rachel began, "what the hell was that?" He shrugged.
"I don't know, she seemed nice. Joey seemed nice, too, right? There's nothing wrong with expanding our horizons. Plus, maybe she'll bring some of her friends, and maybe some of those friends with bring beer. You never know." He flashed Ross a knowing smile.
"Good call, buddy."
"Ugh, HOW do you guys get such good grades?" Monica whined. "All you ever do it drink and sleep!" Chandler smiled, finding her complaint cute, but Ross seemed less amused.
"Okay, am I going to have to separate you two?" Rachel asked, using the pavement to raise herself to her feet. "I've got a Spanish class to go to, but I'll see you guys tonight." Ross stood with her and encircled her in a tight embrace, planting a big kiss on the top of her head. She allowed herself to bury her head momentarily into his cologne-scented shirt before lightheartedly smacking his ass and pulling away. Monica rolled her eyes, but linked arms with Rachel.
"Eck, get a room."
Author: Kaitlyn
Rating: PG-13/R
Summary: Burning lungs, dirty dancing, nightswimming and second chances...Loud music, tainted smoke, fiery kisses and racing hearts. Everyone remembers what it was like to be 18. Established R/R and eventual C/M
Time to make the sextet complete! Thanks for waiting patiently for Phoebe's debut.
Again, this will be a fairly short update. HOWEVER, the one following this one will be quite long and quite eventful, I promise. I'm going to NYC for Spring Break with some friends, so I won't be back to update for about a week, but try and stay patient. The next update will be a biggie.:-)
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"What about a movie?" Chandler asked detachedly, thumbing through a black spiral notebook. He was sitting with Monica, Rachel and Ross in a corner of the school's commons area. The four were lounging there underneath a large oak tree during their lunch period, discussing possibilities for plans that coming weekend. Chandler sat on a small brick ledge that fenced in a raised garden with Monica at his side. Ross was leaning against the wall and Rachel was laying casually sprawled out at his side with her head in his lap.
"No way, we do that like every weekend. No more movies, or clubs, or hanging out at our house"," Ross contested.
"Yeah!" Monica spoke up. "You guys are at our house like every day! It's you and Rachel's turn to think of something to do," Monica teased, shoving Chandler playfully in the shoulder. This surprised him, as they had not spoken much since that hectic night at the club. Still, something close to iridescent sparkled in her eyes when she smiled at him. He grinned back, feeling immediately like a loser, but not really regretting it.
"I've got an idea." Rachel spoke up from her place on the ground. "There's a reservoir like 10 miles past my house that I didn't used to know was there. We could go check that out."
"What are we going to do at a big cement hole filled with water?" Chandler asked skeptically. Rachel shrugged, bending her neck backwards to catch her boyfriend's best friend's eye and simultaneously shielding her eyes from the glare of the beating sun.
"I don't know. It beats seeing another bad movie, though."
"I think it sounds like a good idea," Ross offered, bending down at the waist to kiss the tip of Rachel's nose. She smiled thankfully at him.
Meanwhile, Ross' attention was captured by a familiar gait that was making it's wait across the courtyard. The boy was wearing a royal blue Nick's shirt and jet black sunglasses to match his hard. Appropriate, Ross thought. The second generation Italian spotted the group of four and smiled weakly, changing his direction and making his way over to the group. Ross made no efforts to conceal an exaggerated sigh.
"Ross and Rachel, right?" he asked, sliding this thumbs underneath their respective shoulder straps after removing his sunglasses. Rachel smiled warmly and nodded. Ross remained stoic.
"Joey, this is Chandler and Monica. Guys, this is Joey. He just moved here from Queens." Rachel introduced everyone, but Monica and Chandler still darned looks of confusion. They smiled politely but secretly wondered just who this Joey was and how Rachel knew him.
"So, what're you guys doing?" he asked, trying desperately to make conversation and to not allow the conversation to thin out to an awkward pause.
"Uh, we were just talking about what we were going to do this weekend," Chandler informed, leaning forward to rest his arms on his thighs and clasp his hands together. "We're thinking about the reservoir. Do you know anything about it?"
"I think I pass it sometimes on the back way to my grandma's."
"Well, hey, why don't you join us?" Rachel asked emphatically. Ross spun his head around and shot her a confused and slightly worried look.
"What!?" he spat, unable to control his disappointment and disapproval. Rachel eyed him, wordlessly begging him to be polite.
"Yeah, it'll be fun! We're going to go out there tonight. You can just meet us there, if you want." Joey nodded and smiled.
"You know what, I think I'll take you up on that." He quickly scribbled down his number on a slip of paper and handed it to Rachel, "I've got to get going now, but call me if anything changes." With that, he smiled once more and threw up a hand haphazardly to signal his departure. As he was walking away, Ross took the paper from Rachel's hand and looked at it.
"Can you believe this guy!? This is the second time in a week that he's done something like this!"
"Ross, done something like what?" Rachel asked, reflections of annoyance shading her voice. He held up the small piece of paper that he was holding.
"I don't know, maybe FLIRTED with you right in front of me? He could have given this to any one of us, but he gave it to you- his HOME number! Don't try and tell me he doesn't have some serious ulterior motives here." Rachel took a deep breath and retrieved the paper from Ross hand, folded it, and stuck it into her back pocket.
"Maybe it's because I'm the only one who wants to be nice to him! He's new here- I'm just trying to help him fit in. He seems like a nice enough guy. Plus, you know what else, his parents just got divorced. Give the guy a break." Ross turned it head away for a moment and watched Joey as he disappeared into the administrative building. He turned back to face her.
"Fine, I'll give him a chance....but if he comes onto you ONE MORE TIME-"
"I know, I know, you'll punch him in the face, or do something equally as 'manly'," Rachel mocked. Ross gave her an "I'm not amused" face, to which she replied by playfully sticking out her tongue and patting him on the leg. Dammit, he thought. She can get away with ANYTHING that way.
Just then, a multicolored Hack Sack landed directly in the middle of the group. Chandler picked it up and raised his head to see if he could decipher an owner, but was met by the face of a young girl standing just a few feet in front of him.
"Whoop, sorry about that," the girl apologized. "My friends and I were playing around. It must have just gotten away from us."
"That's okay." Chandler nodded and handed the girl her ball back. It wasn't until she moved underneath the shadow of the tree and got the sunlight out of her face that he actually saw how strikingly attractive she was. She had ringlets of long blonde hair that fell down around her shoulders and piercing blue eyes. She was wearing Earthy tones and several beaded necklaces and bracelets.
"My name's Phoebe, by the way. You're Monica, right?" she asked, turning her head to the brunette seated at Chandler's right. Monica nodded.
"Yeah, I think we have Earth Science together," Monica replied. Phoebe smiled and nodded.
"Right. Hey, do you mind if I ask who that guy is who was just over here? I saw him driving around in his Mustang the other day."
"Oh, uh, that's Joey. He just moved here," Chandler offered, realizing that he was the official spokesperson of the group to this pretty girl who had stumbled so unexpectedly into their lives.
"Are you guys friends with him?" she asked.
"Like peas and carrots," Ross spoke up, the sarcasm dripping from words.
"Don't mind him," Monica warned. "He's just bitter. We don't know him that well, but we are going out to the reservoir with him tonight. He's a pretty nice guy." Phoebe nodded politely.
"The reservoir? I didn't even know we had one of those out here."
"Apparently so," Chandler shrugged. "You could come, too, if you wanted. Invite your friends. We can make a night of it." The other 3 turned to Chandler, a bit unsure of why he had just invited this near stranger in on their evening plans. Monica was eyeing him especially closely.
"Hm, I might do that. Where is it?"
"Oh, uh, just like 4 or so miles down Meachum Road. There's a big steal gate- you can't miss it," Rachel guided.
"Hey Pheebs!" a lanky boy with shaggy brown hair yelled from across the courtyard. "You gonna bring us the ball back, or what?"
"Yeah, yeah, I'm coming!" she yelled back. "Well, I'd better go, but thanks for telling me about the reservoir. And that Joey guy's going to be there?" she asked, obviously quite intrigued by him.
"That's why I'm told," Ross quipped again.
"Great," she replied, waving goodbye and turning to return to her group of friends.
"Chandler," Rachel began, "what the hell was that?" He shrugged.
"I don't know, she seemed nice. Joey seemed nice, too, right? There's nothing wrong with expanding our horizons. Plus, maybe she'll bring some of her friends, and maybe some of those friends with bring beer. You never know." He flashed Ross a knowing smile.
"Good call, buddy."
"Ugh, HOW do you guys get such good grades?" Monica whined. "All you ever do it drink and sleep!" Chandler smiled, finding her complaint cute, but Ross seemed less amused.
"Okay, am I going to have to separate you two?" Rachel asked, using the pavement to raise herself to her feet. "I've got a Spanish class to go to, but I'll see you guys tonight." Ross stood with her and encircled her in a tight embrace, planting a big kiss on the top of her head. She allowed herself to bury her head momentarily into his cologne-scented shirt before lightheartedly smacking his ass and pulling away. Monica rolled her eyes, but linked arms with Rachel.
"Eck, get a room."
