Hey this is only my second fic and sorry to those who wanted to read the rest of my first one but I didn't have my book for ages because of Exams.
Anyway, this is set in high school and they are all the same age (well roughly) and all the girls are close and so are the boys. The two groups rarely talk to each other though.
Monica isn't fat and never was.
This goes through the trials that a true friendship goes through and it is also based on reality.
I own very few of the characters as the very lucky people at NBC do. Even though I still have Matthew in my room looking as gorgeous as ever, the rest are really busy trying to get him out.
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As everyone piled into the hall, the headmistress who many said looked like Barbie gone wrong walked in. When the year group saw her, they all shut up and looked ahead. That was all but Ross who was practically drooling over Rachel.
The headmistress' name was Mrs Doris. She had blonde hair that looked like a white wig that just loosely sat on her head; her shoes always matched her outfits so if she was wearing a green dress she would have the exact shoes to go with it, also her lips quivered every time she spoke. She stood on the stage that was situated at the front of the hall. Once everyone was seated she decided to get on with what the assembly was all about.
"Ok everyone. SILENCE! Good morning. I am sure you all know about what is going to be happening. That's right, you're GCSE's. (For those who don't know, these are exams which need loads of coursework done and are done over a period of 2 years).
I want only the best for you and I hope that you study hard in all subjects and to do your best".
At that Chandler looked around the hall. After gazing around his eyes rested upon a beautiful girl with long raven hair and sitting next to some guy. That guy had his arm around the girl and Chandler couldn't help but feel a little jealous of him.
The headmistress went on.
"As you all know this is the beginning of the rest of you lives and I want every single one of you to behave yourselves because this is your school. When you fill in your résumé for a job, it's this school name that your future employer looks at. It's those people who you see in the subway, on those trains and riding the bus that will be hiring YOU soon".
It was the same speech every week. The woman never seemed to congratulate the year group for good work or effort. No it was always about the exams.
After the assembly, everyone scattered into heir correct classrooms.
"Hey Chandler what do we have?" Shouted Joey from the doorway,
"Errrmmmmmmm I think we have art or technology in room C4" He replied also shouting.
Everyone in the hall were either trying to stampede each other or getting into a classroom while pushing. There were many screams and shouts from different teachers just getting people to move out of the way. It was complete havoc.
Chandler and Joey pushed and shoved everyone out of the way. There was many 'ouch's and 'stop it's as well. The corridor was long but very narrow so if anyone anted to get to lessons on time and alive then this was necessary.
After about 5 minutes of pushing, the pair managed to get to their first lesson of the year.
Their teacher was a male called Mr Runner. He was about 6 foot and was slightly bald.
"Ok class come in and line up in the back in silence so I can put you all into seats".
Everyone in the class filed in with a slight rustle of feet on the floor.
"Ok now then can I have Anna Alexandra sitting next to Geoffrey Andrews, Charlotte Baker next to Brian Ashwoman and Chandler Bing next to Monica Geller?"
Ok I no I haven't updated in ages because I have just started my GCSE years and it is now Christmas Eve so Happy Christmas and a Merry New Year Love Sarah.
P.S It's the festive time of year so please review…
