Disclaimer: I do not own Friends
Thanks for the reviews. Keep them coming! This is going to be a short chapter. It's late and I don't really feel like writing right now, but I want to give you something. Again sorry about the shortness of the chapter.
When morning rang its humbling tone Ross began gathering small items to put into his backpack for the trip to New York; first aide items, extra money and clothes, things like that. There wasn't anything else to pack. Joey and Chandler had gone out for breakfast, well lunch considering it was 12:30 in the afternoon. Which left Ross with checking all the extra stuff for the flight.
The guys were all taking clothes, photo albums, books, and a few other personal items to New York. Everything else would be left behind. Todd was still going to be living in the apartment so he would take everything. But that was okay because one; Ross wanted completely new stuff in his new apartment in New York; and two he didn't want to take useless stuff.
Ross didn't have to do any of the paper work because Todd took total responsibility for the apartment and the furniture in it. This was the best thing Todd had ever done for Ross. For a split second he wondered what would become of Todd in the future. However, that thought vanished as soon as it had been created.
Once Ross was done gathering small items and checking the apartment for anything left, and Chandler and Joey had gotten back from lunch, he packed the car, said goodbye to Todd, and they left for the airport. For another life.
"Wow, this line is freakin' long!" Joey tossed his head right and left noticing the massive line to get the tickets and check in the luggage.
"Well that's why we got here early," Ross retorted walking over to the end of the line with Chandler and Joey in toe, dragging their suitcases.
An hour and a half later the guys had gotten their tickets, checked their bags, and were cleared through the security line to their gate. Once through the security check it was 2:30, so they had to book it to their gate.
"Come on guys, the flight leaves pretty soon." Ross yelled while running frantically to the gate.
"Ross wait. We have plenty of time. The flight doesn't leave for another twenty-five minutes," Joey yelled back trying to catch up with him. Chandler and Joey were already exhausted from the "death pace" Ross had set.
Ross stopped suddenly and watched the scene in front of him. Both grown men were slumped over, grasping their knees for balance.
Chandler pulled up his head to look at Ross. "Yeah Ross, the gate isn't THAT far away."
"Well fine, you guys can walk, but I do not want to miss this flight. There isn't another flight for 3 hours. I don't want to pay more money and waste my time in this airport just because we missed are flight be a few minutes." Ross' urgent voice was panicked and yet somehow level.
Once that was said he turned swiftly and sped off quickly to the gate.
"Oh damn it. Sometimes I could strangle that man. Come on lets go!" Chandler pushed a frustrated Joey along.
When the guys reached the gate the last ticket was being checked. Which left Ross happy and distressed.
"Told you guys. We barely made it." Ross was proud of his victory.
"They would have waited for us you jackass." Joey said pathetically.
"Thanks Joe. That's real nice." Ross gave him a grave stare.
"Well if you hadn't..."
"Look guys why are you arguing with each other. You're both jackasses if you fight over something this petty. Now lets give this nice lady our tickets and get on the damn plane," Chandler interjected peacefully feeling very embarrassed.
"Sorry Joe. I guess I am just nervous about the whole thing." Ross offered a sympathetic apology.
"Yea me too. I am sorry. Lets start over and have a good day." Joey and Ross shook hands and continued onto the plane.
There was no need to fight. The three of them had been put into a situation that doesn't come around every day.
As they entered the plane it hit Ross that this was it. There's no turning back. His life was going to change for the better. He was going to be living out his dreams. Things were going to change.
And some changes he wouldn't even see coming.
To Be Continued...
