Sorry it took me sooo long to update this. "Writers block for 6 months" isn't a very good excuse, is it?
Oh yeah, and I'm 14 now ) and I've decided to go to third-person...it's easier that way!
Disclaimer: I'm not feeling funny right now so I'll just say: I don't own any of the characters. Happy?
Chapter Three: Rocky Start
Written by: CnM4ever
"Chandler? Chandler!" A groggy Joey knocked on Chandler's door.
At that instant Monica woke up. "Chandler....chandler" she whispered as she gently tried to wake him up. "Chandler!!"
Ugh, this isn't working, she thought. With Joey still pounding on the door, she had no other choice. She kissed him hard on the lips which, as she expected, woke him up instantly.
"Mmm....nice wake up call" Chandler said dreamily. "Thanks Mon"
"Ugh, no Chandler!! Joey's at the door....what should we do?"
"Joey! Uh...uh...hide in the closet!!" Monica grabbed Chandler's t-shirt that was lying haphhazzardly on the edge of the bed and ran into the closet. An anxious Chandler got up, put on his robe and walked over to open his bedroom door, revealing a very impatient Joey on the other side.
"Dude! What the hell? Why weren't you up?"
"Uh...I don't know. I was tired?" Chandler said testingly.
"Oh, um, okay....well uh, I wanted to go down to Central Perk for breakfast, but I'm all out of cash. What should I do?"
"Well, I don't know, you could use this magical thing called a credit card."
"Oh.....oh right!" Chandler rolled his eyes and ran his hands through his hair.
"Um, are you kidding?! You woke me up for THAT?"
"Uh...yeah, I guess so." Joey replied, not sensing Chandler's annoyed tone. "So, uh, yeah! I'll see ya later, man!" And with that, he was off to the coffeehouse.
Chandler watched Joey walk off, shaking his head in disbelief. He shifted his eyes upon the room before going back into his room and closing the door. "Monica?" he said, as he opened the closet door.
"Joey's an idiot" she said as she came out of her hiding spot, feeling claustrophobic.
"No kidding."
"So...I'm gonna, you know, go back to my place to shower and everything" Monica said as she began to gather her stuff.
"Oh...oh right, okay. See you soon?"
"Of course" she said before giving him a sweet kiss.
"I'll miss you" he said in a sincere tone.
"Awww....I'll miss you too, sweetie" replied Monica, and after gathering her belongings and stealing a few more kisses, she went back to her apartment.
After she left, Chandler flopped down on his bed, leaving himself alone, with only his thoughts racing through his mind.
"Mr. Richardson will be right with you. I'll bring you to his table." said the Matre D
"Great, thanks" replied Monica. She sat down in a casual yet cozy restaurant, and observed the scene around her. As she looked at the entrance she saw Mr. Richardson walk in and stood up, trying to maintain her self confidence.
"Hi, um, Miss Gellar?" asked Mr. Richardson. He was a tall, attractive, blonde haired, blue eyed man. He looked about 35 to 40, and was dressed in a nice suit. He reached out to shake her hand.
"Yes, I-I'm Monica, Monica Gellar" she replied, shaking his hand and returning to her seat at the table.
"Very nice to meet you. I'm looking forward to this interview."
"Thank you, and likewise. I was curious as to what the specific duties are to head chef at your restaurant?"
"Ah yes....." and her possible boss continued on, with Monica listening intently.
"Hey Chandler!" said Rachel Green, walking into his office.
"Hey Rach! Ready for lunch?"
"Oh, no. You're not getting away that easy." she said as she followed him to the elevator and rode down. "Tell me....how was your date?"
Chandler looked disprovingly at her. "Come on Rach, we'll have a whole meal to discuss that."
"Ugh, fine!" Rachel answered, annoyed. They walked to a small restaurant close to Chandler's work, with Chandler trying to stall having to discuss his date Monica - to her best friend. He was worried he would say something wrong and Rachel would, in turn, tell Monica.
"Oh, say Rach, you didn't happen to tell anyone else that me and Monica were kinda dating, did you?"
"Umm, NO you asked me not too! Geeze Chandler, how stupid do you think I am?"
"Sorry....it's just - I don't know, I don't want anyone else to find out. I don't want to ruin what I have with her."
"Aww don't worry I won't tell" Chandler gave her a questioning look. "I won't!"
"Alright, alright."
"Hey, uh, speaking of Monica, is that her?"
"Where?" Chandler pleaded. His eyes scanned the room for her. Then he saw her. Sitting with a guy. A cute guy. "Oh God." Chandler said, in disbelief.
"What? Who is that guy? Do you know him?"
"No....that's why I'm worried." Chandler said, starting to walk towards her table, which was located on the other side of the restaurant.
"Oh come on Chandler" Rachel said, stopping him. "Do you really think Monica would do that to you?"
"Yes!" Chandler said instantly, then off of Rachel's look, "No! Well, I'm sorry Rach, but....I don't know what to think!" With that they both gazed over to Monica's table, seeing Monica laugh and flash her gorgeous smile to her cute should-be boss.
Monica laughed adorablely at Mr. Richardson's joke, picking at her salad as he continued to talk. No wonder they need a new chef, she thought. Then, as she looked up from her food, she saw Chandler and Rachel conversing on the other side of the restaurant. Her crystal blue eyes popped out, in shock. She tried to get Chandler's attention but he wouldn't meet her eyes. As Mr. Richardson continued to talk, Monica kept looking at Rachel and Chandler. Finally, Rachel turned her back and looked over. Chandler, wearing a hurt expression, began to walk over to Monica's table. Monica perked up and tried to mouth that she was on an interview, but Chandler didn't get it. He continued to walk, just before Rachel blocked his path to Monica's table. Monica watched the scene unfold as Rachel guided Chandler out of the restaurant, Chandler walking backwards, never taking his eyes off of Monica. Monica followed his gaze until he was out of the restaurant, and out of sight.
"I should have known. Monica actually wanting to be with me was too good to be true." Chandler said, with great disappointment and sadness emerging from his voice. Rachel walked Chandler back to his office, doing her best to convince him that he was wrong.
What Chandler didn't see was Monica, leaving the restaurant, racing down the crowded New York City street trying to get to Chandler. The Chandler she fell in love with.
If I put THE END right here, would you all freak out? Ha ha....I'd never do that to you!! Okay, well this WILL BE CONTINUED, but first you need to click that beautiful purple yes, purple button, and leave a review )
