The story begins here

I dont own FRIENDS the TV show dont worry be happy.

About one and a half years ago from today I fell into what you might call love, but in some eyes they called me, Stalker, and obsessed. It's not a word you can normally define, it's a lot of different things. You can be a girl who searches for love all your life or just live it. As for me I live in a world that love is an obsession for the other sex. I try to live in the past where you live for love, and you don't search because it finds you, and where people marry for love and live in that hope. Hope for one day finding the romance of a lifetime...
                                                    888One and a half years ago888
"Hi Rachel, can you do something with your hair for a change? God it's picture day!"
"Will you shut up Monica, stop bothering me you little happy, cheery dumb ass."
"UHH!" Monica began as she stormed away.

"Hey Ross." I said.
"You know my dad has so gone over board!"
"What did he do this time?"
"HE TOOK AWAY MY CAR!"
"Oh, he's done that before you know. You'll live, just ride that sexy bike of yours."
He gave me a look and walked to his locker. It was picture time I thought as the bell rang. Maybe Monica was right, maybe I should do something with my hair one day. My mind was going all over the place while people sped past me to get to class. I walked slowly to the MPR and stood in the line with the rest of my 6th period class.
The teacher walked back and forth making sure everyone was there before the bell. I was number 13 in line and felt like doing something everybody would remember for my junior year. Yes, it's not exactly my big senior year but it seems like fun. Ross walked in and stood as number 32 in line. I counted all the way down and waved.

I took myself out of line and ran to the teacher remembering that my locker wasn't locked. Normally this wouldn't be the end of the world as we all know it but my journal was just above my binder and could be read at any time.
"Can I be excused I forgot to lock my locker?"
"It's not the end of the world."
"No, but it-"
"Get back in line!"
I took my original spot in line and my turn was next. I saw the girl smile brightly and flip her hair back. "Cheerleaders..." I whispered under my breath. They always have to be perfect, like they already aren't or something. They make everyone look bad even if they come to school without brushing their hair!
Stepping to the stool and sitting down turning my body to face the right I smiled. "1, 2, 3" The photographer counted. When 3 hit, my tongue, with a mind of it's own, flew out of my mouth for the picture. "I'm not going to do that again young lady!"
"And that was my plan" I got up and walked as fast as I could to my locker. Grabbing the handle I swung it open and on top of my binder there was.... Nothing... NOTHING!?

                                                            888The next day888

I traveled the hallways pushing my head down further and further. I was afraid; who could have taken my journal? Someone could have read it and seen everything! All my thoughts, all my wants, all my needs! I walked to my locker opened it slowly and put in my books for all the periods but 1st and made my way back down the hall.

"Hey Rach! Are you alright?" Said Ross, lowering his head down to see my face.

"Yesterday... That DUMB ASS TEACHER!"
"Calm down, calm down. What happened?" We looked at each other and I sat on the nearest chair I could find.
"Someone took my journal."
"And your upset because.... This journal was like a friend?"
I got up and walked away. Of course I had to sit by Monica in Homeroom so there would be a nice chat.

I pulled out my homework and tried to finish it as best I could while the teacher was talking about some play he had seen. The whole class looked like they were sleeping with there eyes open. As I was finishing up my last problem a piece of paper hit my head.
Leaning down I picked it up and unfolded it.
It read...
Hey Rachel,
Why you look so glum, you've never not finished your homework before? You looked pretty mad at Mrs. Fatty, what happened in 6th? Oh and Ross and me are having Monica, Phoebe and Joey over you should tag along.
Chandler

After crinkling it back up, I got up and threw it away.

"Rachel, can I copy the homework?" Monica whispered very loudly.
I slid my paper over to her side and began to write Chandler.

Ok, ok I'll come, but remember it's only cuz I luv ya. Wait Ross is going? WHY?
I threw it backward and watched the clock go by slower then a turtle trying to catch the Hare. Still 40 minutes left on the clock; I told Monica about my journal.
"Oh yeah, I took it."
"WHAT!" I yelled.
"Do you have something you would like to share with the rest of the class Ms. Green?"
"No Mr. Madden I'm sorry, I'll be quiet now."

                                                    888Later, that night888

I was running down the street pushing my shoe back on my foot trying to make it to Chandlers. I was already an hour late, getting ready is a bitch. Reaching the handle I pulled it opened and slammed it shut. Out of breath I told the gang I was sorry for being late.
"Well it took you long enough." Ross said.

"Shut up, I'm not in the mood for your shit."

"Fine Bitch!"
Pushing him down I made my way toward Monica.

"Can I have my journal back now?"

"Yeah, if it was with me."
"Where the fuck is it?"
"Well my house idiot." She said sending me a small grin.
"That's very personal, something your eyes shouldn't have seen!"
"It's not like I read all of it."
Out of the blue my hand was suddenly pulling back from her face. Blood all over my fist I grumbled and walked out the door. Ross ran outside and found his way to my side. "Don't bother with Monica, she doesn't have much smarts."
"Ether do you so I wouldn't be talking." I said while gaining on pace.
"Look I know I can joke around a lot, but can't you just not hate me for like, I don't know, a minute?"

The rest of the night we walked around and talked for an hour and I grew a fondness for Ross.

He even walked me to my front door, it was mid-night and he kissed me on the cheek and turned away and I opened the door slowly, turning back and watching him disappear around the corner, "huh."

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