desclaimer:nope dont own them... yet muhhahahaha
ps.all you mondler fans dont get discouraged
chp:2
Monica sat on one of the spinning chairs at the front the bar playing with the olive adorned straw in her pink champagne while her handsome stranger which, she found out was named Dave told a her a story about his vacation to Barbados. To bad she wasn't listening.
No, Monica was to busy looking at the way his brow wrinkled when he smiled, and how good he smelled and how every three seconds he brought his hand down on her knee. You know the important stuff. He actually wasn't that much older than her only one year he's taking a year off before he goes to college where he plans on going into music not exactly her choice as a future boyfriends career but who can say no to a gorgeous saxophone player who already has a job. I cant.
Before she knew it, it was past twelve and time to go home. They stepped out side as he helped her catch a cab but not before he captured her lips in a kiss. Can you say really bad kisser.
In all of Monica's 17 year old life she never had felt or tasted anything so horrible in her life.
Breaking the kiss as fast as she could she stepped quickly into the waiting cab. Leaving a very flustered boy still pouted.
">>>>>avenue and step on it!" she screamed to the driver. She new she shouldn't have behaved so barbaric but desperate times call for desperate measures.
She never wanted to see that stupid saxophone player ever again. To bad, she really like the place, Oh well she'll just tell daddy to pull a few strings and have him fired in a snap of her fingers. Isn't life great when you can get anything you want.
Monica arrived at her house 10 minutes later giving her cab driver a fistful off money before running up to her apartment hoping that her mom wouldn't notice she had been out. The party was still in full blast ,great that meant she can go in with out being noticed. Upon arriving her best friend Rachel grabbed her by the arm "where the hell were you ,me and Chandler were looking for you everywhere". "I was i was at the hotel on 5th avenue" she answered back hoping her friend wouldn't attract to much attention and ruin her plan.
Unfortunately that didnt work out, thanks to her friend being the most gorgeous girl on the block and probably the state were ever she went all eyes went with. "Can we take this to my room" she pleaded her friend she nodded and the sped past the herd of people and into her room.
"So what's wrong?" Rachel asked sitting in the chair in front of he vanity set. Monica took of her wrap dress and slipped into her short cream colored silk vintage nightgown. "I don't know everything"she sighed her dramatic side taking over. " today i woke up and saw my mom kiss that pig good morning and i felt like i was about to puke" she said taking of her mules and putting them in her closet.
"So then my mom comes up with the stupid idea of making this horrid party for my idiot brother" she explained picking up her hair in a twist "And well everything went down hill from there"she finished collapsing on her canopy bed no way in hell was she going to tell her perfect friend her hell story with the guy in the hotel. "Anyway don't tell anybody". "Oh" Rachel said with a sudden lost for words. All of a sudden their friend Chandler came into the room carry a flute of champagne . "What's wrong" he said all of a sudden taking notice of his best friend laying down wearing an extremely relieving nightgown and becoming nervous.
"Monica's depressed about her life" Rachel explained calmly Monica grabbed a pillow and threw it at her blond friends head "thank you for that" "well i thought Chandler didnt count his our best friend" she defended herself ."Are you okay" he asked sitting at the opposite side of the bed as far away as possible. Monica nodded and rolled over next to him completely unaware of what he was doing. Rachel already bored with what she was doing which was nothing got up and put in a movie then laid down next to her bests friends.
Not long after the movie started did Chandler find Monica resting on his shoulder, And it was a hellish task not to look down. He had always lusted after her and right now she was making it extremely difficult for him not to turn her around rip her night gown off and do her on the bed. He looked down saw she was already sleeping so was Rachel he stared back at Monica and watched her thin form rise and fall as she slept her reached over and turned of the tv as he laced fingers with her and fell asleep.
hey , i rushed a little on this one but dont worry chpter 3 is way better ps all R&R fans read the next chp its 4 u still has a little m&c of course
plz read in review just 5-10 reviews and ill put up the nxt chpter pwomis :)
