am sooo sorry it took me so long to update, so much has been going on, my computer crashed, I had exams, term papers……. So anyway, I finally updated! Here's Chapter 3! I'll try to make it a bit longer! Also, for this story, Marie, Rachel's assistant (and most of her other coworkers) can speak English, and I probably don't have the time zones right either, but oh well! MERRY CHRISTMAS TO EVERYONE!!!! AND HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!!!!!

Disclaimer: I still don't own any of Friends, and I don't own this song, Simple Plan does. But I'll try to learn it on my guitar! : )

Chapter 3- Why?

And I feel like
I'm living the worst day
Over and over again
And I feel like the summer is leaving again
I feel like
I'm living the worst day
I feel like you're gone
And every day is the worst day ever

Yesterday was the worst day ever
And tomorrow won't be better
It's history repeating (on and on)
Summer plans are gone forever
I traded them in for dishpan water
And every day is never ending
I need to work I'm always spending

It's so long
I can't go on
It's so long
I can't go on

-Simple Plan, The Worst Day Ever

"Rachel, your report is ready for you", Marie, Rachel's new assistant called out to her. Sighing, Rachel walked towards her desk to pick up the packet of papers. Scanning over it, her eyes widened as she saw how much she would have to do that day. Still in a bad mood from the night before, she threw the papers down on her desk and walked out of the room. Rachel didn't care how much her job paid, or where it was, if she couldn't have Ross with her. All she wanted was to go home, to hide in Ross' embrace, and cry. Why couldn't it be that easy? Now he would probably never want to hear from her again, she had been such a horrible person. Rachel didn't even think she deserved him anymore.

A tear slipped down on to the papers on Rachel's desk.

A tear slipped down on to the papers on Ross' desk.

Frowning, he shuffled the flight information he had gathered from his laptop. "What the hell", he muttered. "I don't care how much this costs, as long as I can see Rachel". At that exact moment, Chandler opened the door to the apartment.

"Dude, still talking to yourself about Rachel, sucks for you", Chandler joked as he walked in. Hiding the airline print outs, Ross replied apprehensively,

"What? I didn't say anything about Rachel! I said, um, races, yeah, I want to see a race!"

"Um, Ross? Get to know yourself, YOU DON'T LIKE RUNNING!" Chandler answered.

"Well, I have a new interest now, so there!" Said Ross as he waved the flight information he was holding in the air.

"Ahhh, yes, and what's this? Going to races in France now, are you? Running must be your new favorite thing! So I guess you won't mind if I go to the gym with you right now?"

"Um, gym? Now?" Ross asked.

"Of course, you know we never could quit!" Chandler pressured Ross.

"Fine, I'll go get ready!" Ross said as he left the room.

After about ten minutes at the gym, Ross was sure he would die. Running one more step would spilt his brain in half.

"So, Mr. Running, how do you feel now?" Chandler taunted him as he walked over.

"All right, fine, I can't run! Can we go now?" Ross pleaded.

"What were you really doing? What? What? You know you'll tell me!"

"No, if you be quiet, I'll tell you later!"

As the two men left, Chandler mumbled about his poor, neglected life continuing.

It was 10:00 at night when Rachel finally left work to go home. She was barley awake, and the drive was so long… Grabbing a water bottle from the office, Rachel headed out. She would stay awake… she would…

Only dinnertime in New York, Monica was setting the table at her apartment for the five friends, all of whom were coming over to eat. Apparently Ross had something to tell them. When everyone arrived, sitting down, Ross said that he had an announcement to make. As everyone waited anxiously, he took a deep breath and said, "I'm going to Paris tomorrow."

Joey, Monica, Chandler, and Phoebe all sat in shock. Monica was the first one to break the silence.

"No. Ross, don't, you gave her a chance, now you have to leave her alone. You can't do it.", she whispered to him gently. Chandler nodded.

"As your friend, we won't let you go.", he agreed.

The five ate in silence.

Sorry, not much action, but there will be next chapter, I promise! I probably will update sometime next week. Until then, HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!! : )

rock on,

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