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Now I know I said Rachel was a senior this year so that would have to put Ross in college. Well in this story Ross is also a senior and Monica is a senior too. Monica and Ross are not twins; it's just that Monica was so smart she was bumped up a grade in grammar school, which would now make her a senior. Chandler, Phoebe, and Joey are also seniors.
Surprisingly enough the night went off without any trouble. Rachel felt lucky her sister Amy had been put onto the Dean's list in college. Sure it was odd considering Amy wasn't the smartest person, that being an understatement, but it took the attention off Rachel. Usually she relished in the attention, but tonight she feared it.
After dinner Sandra and Jill, after a long argument, started to clean the kitchen while Amy went out with her boyfriend and Dr. Green went into his study to read.
Rachel and Chip decided to go for a drive. It was a crisp October night in the suburb just outside New York. There were bunches of trees shedding their bright, bold colors. The night was cool and surprisingly ideal for a drive in Chip's jeep. This is what she loved about Chip. She loved driving in the night sky without a care in the world. For a moment she forgot all about the situation at hand. For a moment she just let the cool air race through her skinny, beautiful figure.
"Hey, you didn't talk much at dinner tonight. Somethin' wrong." And the moment was lost. She thought forever.
"Oh nothing," She couldn't tell him now. She hadn't even been to the clinic for a professional checkup. She could have done the test wrong a million times. "Nothing. I guess I am just tired from all the college work."
"You know. You're in high school. You shouldn't be taking college courses. It's your senior year. Live a little." Chip smiled his trademark smile. That smile that was both scary and somehow warm. She could never tell what he was thinking.
"Chip, not to be blunt, but how the hell are you going to even get through high school," She started to think about Chip and her babies future. "I mean you only have a 1.3 GPA. Sorry to point that out, but it's horrible. At least I am trying to make something of myself. The classes I take will help me be ahead in college. I have to think about my future."
"You're such a bitch sometimes. I mean, here you go thinking you're all high and mighty. Who are you to say that?" She could see the fury in his eyes. She knew she had pushed a button. But it had to be done. Chip's future was ultimately her future.
Rachel thought about what she had said for a moment. On the one hand she had been a little harsh. But on the other hand this was her life she was taking about. Suddenly Chip interrupted her thoughts.
"Seriously, who are you to tell me those things? You're my girlfriend. Act like it."
Rachel could see no mercy in his eyes. She knew no thoughts of compassion would ever cross his mind.
"Look, just forget it. I am tired, please take me home." Rachel whispered and slumped her elbow and the door, staring into infinity.
"Oh come on, I thought we were going to screw."
Rachel whipped her head around swiftly and stared into his eyes. "Wow, you're a pig. That's all you want to do. You ass, take me home." Rachel was disgusted with Chips absence of a brain.
"I am sorry. That was out of line. But come on, lets make love."
"Chip, you jerk just take me home. I don't care what you call it, not tonight." By this time Rachel was absolutely furious. How could she have a child with this man. No this boy.
Twenty minutes later Rachel and Chip finally made it to her house. She didn't even look at him. She opened the door, hopped out of the Jeep, and headed for the door.
"So I 'll see ya tomorrow babe. Love ya." But before she could return the comment Chip sped off like a bat out of hell.
"Hey mom, dad I'm home." No answer. Everyone had gone to bed. Only Amy wasn't asleep considering she lived in the city at the sorority. Rachel couldn't wait to be with Amy. That's a thought she never thought would occur.
It was only ten o'clock and she was actually not very tired. She raced up the steps to her room and dialed her best friend Monica.
Ring, ring, ring. Come on Mon pick up please.
"Hello." For a second Rachel thought Monica had a boy in her room. But she new Judy would never allow that.
"Hello. Rachel is that you?" She had spoken with the voice many times but for some reason on this night couldn't figure out the name of the person it belonged too.
"How did you know it was me and who are you?"
"It's Ross silly and Monica has caller ID." Why couldn't she figure out the voice? She talked with Ross all the time. Not about anything important, but nonetheless she knew his voice. Maybe he was sick. He did sound a little groggy.
"Sorry I couldn't place your voice for a minute. Anyway is Monica there?" Rachel sounded urgent.
"Yeah, she's making a pie with mom for her birthday tomorrow."
Oh that's right Monica's birthday. She had completely forgotten with all the emotion. Luckily she had already went out and gotten a present.
"Hello?"
"Oh sorry, drifted off there for a second. Anyway, can I talk with her?"
"No, I won't let you." Rachel knew this was one of Ross' lame jokes. He was still making those stupid jokes. He had been doing them sense grammar school. Although, he had gotten a lot more handsome and mature. And he was always very bright. He was accepted to Harvard on a full academic scholarship and wanted to study to be a doctor or lawyer. Maybe both. If anyone could do it, he would be the one.
"Alright Ross, enough with the lame jokes. Monica please." The urgent tone increased.
"Sorry, just a sec…" She could barely here the slightly high-pitched scream Ross bellowed from Monica's room.
"Hold on, she can't here me. I am going to have to go get her. So, Rach how are classes going. Still chuggin away." Ross sounded sincere and caring. He always did have a place in his heart just for Rachel.
"They're going well, actually. I got a ninety-six percent on my last Physics test." Rachel could feel her voice rise as she spoke each word.
"That's great. Science is great isn't it?"
"Oh yeah, sure. It's great," Rachel said, trying to convince Ross it was the best field of study in the world. She knew she was doing a terrible job at it.
"You know you can just say you're taking the course because it's required." Ross said sounding a little dejected.
"Sorry. I do like the course. However, the material, to me, is somewhat slow. But that's probably because I am not really into science. I prefer fashion."
"That's totally cool. Thanks for even mentioning that you like science. Most people in high school don't even mention they like science, for fear of getting laughed at." Ross hung his head low and thought about how much better college would be.
"Yeah, well. Can I talk with Monica now? Sorry but it's important."
"Oh yea sorry. Here she is. Nice talking' with ya."
"You too. Bye"
"Bye"
"Hello, this is Monica." Rachel could hear the motherly tone in Monica's voice.
"Hey Mon it's me," Rachel said trying desperately to control her thoughts.
"Oh hey Rach, thank you so, so much for calling. Thought I'd never have a reason to get out of that kitchen," Monica began making her way up the long flight of stairs to her own little place in the corner of the house. It was her room and nobody was allowed to enter. "So what's up? You sound kinda tired and sad."
"Look I've thought about talking to someone about this a lot and decided it was a good idea to tell you. Now please Monica, don't freak out on me."
"Well what is it, you're worrying me Rach."
She took a long, deep breath. "Mon, I'm pregnant."
Deafening silence.
"Mon, Mon, you still there?" Oh know, now I've done it. I knew this was a bad idea.
"Uhmmm, yea, a, I, a don't know what to say. How, how did it happen? You used protection, right?" Monica couldn't get over the thought that her best friend was pregnant at 18 years old.
"Yes we used protection and does it really matter how it happened. It happened and that's that." Rachel was strong in her words.
"Yea I guess you right. Have you told anyone else?"
"No, just you. And for now that's all I want to tell!" Rachel could feel her body start to shake and her words got more and more emotional.
"Okay, okay, sweetie calm down. I just thought maybe it would be a good idea to at least tell your parents so they can support you. And tell Chip so he knows what you're going through. That's all." Monica had care and compassion in her voice.
"Monica, I just need someone to say everything's going to be alright. I need you to just be there for me right now." Now more than ever Rachel's voice sounded desperate and weak.
"Look Mon, can I come over. I just need to be with a friend for tonight. Everyone's asleep here." Like they would help me out anyway.
"Okay, but I think you should at least tell your parents pretty soon. I know they would support you." Monica sounded quite sure of herself.
"Yea sure. I'll be over in awhile." Then she hung up. Rachel sat there staring intently at the phone thinking about whether or not her parents would truly help her in this time. She had never experienced anything remotely close to this. She needed her family. She had always been there for her sister and mom and dad in their times of great need.
She wondered if they would be there for her.
To Be Continued…
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