Hey, I'm back! Third chapter is here! I hope you guys are doing well. I have a few explanations here about the story: Monica is kind of fat; she's losing weight in this story. Chandler won't be interested in her right away, but they'll be friends soon, I suppose. Not sure about the future yet. Oh, and I'm from Brazil, this amazing and beautiful country. I love to live here, it's very cool. Thanks for the reviews and enjoy the chapter.

Disclaimer: I do not own them. And everybody knows that.

Chapter 3: A Few Phone Calls

"Monica, the phone is for you!" Judy Geller shouted downstairs.

Monica sighed and closed the book she was reading before go to sleep. After that first day of school all she wanted to do was to relax. Ross, like always, was studying in his room, and she was trying really hard to forget about the new boy, Chandler, just a little bit. And for her surprise, she did it.

"I'm coming, mom!"

She went downstairs and found her dad, Jack Geller, reading a magazine on the couch. Her mother was still holding the phone, waiting for her.

"Hello." Monica answered at the time Judy went away.

"Oh, hi, Monica!"

"Phoebe! God, what happened? I didn't see you at school today."

"Yeah, I couldn't go… my alarm clock didn't work."

"Oh, then you overslept." Monica said while playing with her own hair.

"No, I got up anyway."

"So why didn't you show up at school?"

"I didn't want to go. To tell the truth, I didn't set my alarm clock…"

"Phoebe… you shouldn't have done this."

"Why? Did I miss something important?" Phoebe looked a little worried.

"No, you didn't miss anything. It was just the first day. Anyway, are you going tomorrow? We're at the same classroom."

"Of course. This will be great! So, how was your first day?"

"Aw, awful. I daydreamed at the history class…"

"Oh, I'm sorry. Did you get in trouble?"

"No, thank god." Monica smiled "I hope that we can have a good day tomorrow."

"What about Ross?"

"He's studying in his room, what do you think?" Monica laughed, "He's exactly the same…"

"Yeah, I knew that. Just wondering. Well, I need to go now. See you tomorrow?"

"Sure, I can't wait for that. We have a lot to talk about."

"Ok, bye, Mon."

"Bye, Phoebe, see you."

Monica hung up and smiled to herself. Phoebe was an interesting girl to have as a friend.

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While Monica and Phoebe were talking on the phone, Chandler and his friend Joey were eating pizza at his house and watching TV. Joey, with his mouth full of pepperoni pizza pointed at the TV and started to complain about the Batman cartoon that they were watching.

"Look, I was thinking…" Joey started and Chandler looked at him, "Batman can't be a super-hero."

"And why not?" Chandler asked, a little curious about that.

"He doesn't have super-powers! Super-heroes need to have super-powers, don't you think?"

"But he saves people anyway, Joe, That's why they call him a super-hero."

"Well, he doesn't have any power! Just that… things that he uses, and that weird belt…"

"And what about Spider-man?" Chandler asked. "He can't spin web, so he uses that thing to do it. And he's a super-hero anyway."

"Spider-man is a super-hero 'cause he has powers! He can climb the walls; he has that strength and the spider-sense… Batman is just some rich guy who decided to wear a weird costume. He's not a super-hero."

"Joey, think a little… If the guy save people's life, he's a hero right away!"

"Ok, so Batman is a hero. Not a super-hero. Fire fighters and cops can be heroes, but Spider-man is a super-hero. One thing that Batman will never be."

"Maybe you're right, Joey." Chandler patted his shoulder, smiling. "I'm glad we had this conversation."

Joey stared at the TV again, while Chandler answered the phone, which started ringing beside him.

"Hello."

"Hello, honey, how are you?"

Chandler closed his eyes for a few seconds: it was his mom, Nora.

"Oh, hi, mom." He answered without enthusiasm "How are the things in Los Angeles?"

"Everything is great! Tim and I are having a lot of fun here… I just called to know how was your first day at school? Did you make a lot of friends?"

Oh, maybe I could have made a lot of friends, mom, but I'm afraid that I didn't get this from your side of the family.

"Not to much, to tell the truth." He answered, forgetting about his thoughts. Chandler didn't want to start an argument with his mother on the phone.

"Oh, that's not a big deal, honey. I'm sure you'll make a lot of friends soon; it was just the first day. Is your friend Joey with you there?"

"Yeah. I don't like to be alone, so I asked him to come here."

"Oh, I know you don't like this, honey, but it's only for one week. You can throw a party if you want to, ok?"

"I'm not in the mood for parties, mom. When will you be here?"

"I don't know. Probably next Wednesday, I'm not sure. Anyway, I'll call you in two or three days to see if everything is ok, right?"

"Whatever." He mumbled, looking at the TV.

"I need to go now, Chandler, we made reservations at a fancy restaurant and I don't want to be late. Have fun and don't get in trouble. Bye, honey."

"Bye…"

Chandler hung up and stared at the phone for a few seconds, thinking. Have fun. Like if he could do that. His mother was always busy with some new boyfriend and Tim was the newest one. He was a young doctor who invited her to spend two entire weeks in California. Of course Nora wouldn't say no to that, even if she had to let her seventeen-year-old boy alone in his first week of school.

"Was it your mom?" Joey asked him, still watching the cartoon.

"Yes."

"When is she back?"

"Next week."

"Cool, we still have a lot of time to have fun. What about we give a party and invite a bunch of people from school? And that girl, Rachel Green…"

"Oh, what a coincidence, my mom gave me the same idea. But no, Joey, I don't want to give a party, forget about it."

"Oh, c'mon, Chandler, it'll be fun!"

"No way Joe, forget it. We're in the first week of school!"

"You're talking like a geek." Joey told him, a little sad.

"We don't know anyone in Lincoln High yet, Joey…"

"And that's why you should give a party!"

"I already said no, Joey, ok?"

"All right, dad! You're so boring some times…"

Chandler didn't wanted to go on with the conversation, so he just went back to the TV, without really paying attention to what was going on. Joey stopped eating his pizza and looked at his friend, waiting for some kind of reaction. But Chandler didn't note that Joey was looking at him.

"Are you ok, man?" Joey asked, worried.

"Yes…" Chandler nodded his head.

"Ok." Joey turned to face Chandler and continued, "I was thinking about Venom. He has that symbiotic uniform, but he doesn't have any super-powers without that thing. So tell me, is he a super-villain or not?"

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Ross was sitting in his dad chair, at the study room downstairs staring at a little piece of paper that he was holding for the past twenty minutes. It was Rachel's phone number, which he got looking at a phone book some time ago. And now, the number was right in front of him, he just have to dial and… and what? Tell her that he fell in love with her at the first day they met? Or say that she was such a beautiful girl, and that he would love to go out with her? Yeah, that was a good idea. But he was Ross Geller, he couldn't do that, never.

Call her or not? He didn't know what to do. Ross grabbed the phone lots of times and didn't call her until now. So, he decided it was time. He could figure out something to say… god, he just wanted to hear her voice.

He was sweating when he was dialing Rachel number. What if her dad answered it? What would he do?

He interrupted his thoughts at the time someone got the phone. It was his last chance to give up and forget about calling her. But he didn't.

"Hello?…"

It was Rachel, for sure, he knew that. But he didn't know what to say.

"Hello?" She tried again, since anyone said a word.

C'mon, say something, say something! He was panicking. His brain was screaming that thought uninterruptedly, but Ross didn't have the guts to say anything.

"I'll hang up." Rachel said. She even waited for a few seconds, and then hung up. Ross stayed there, listening to the long beep the phone was doing. She wasn't there anymore. He missed his chance.

After some time, his lips featured a small smile and he got up the chair, still looking to the phone: He called her. For the first time since he started liking her, Ross had the guts to call her.

Exiting the study room and closing the door after he left, Ross smirked and thought about the next day: See Rachel Green is the best part of going to school.

So, this was the third chapter! I hope you all liked it, and review, please. Have a great week, children, and study hard. See you soon.