Monica woke up early, lately she hadn't bothered with hair or make-up, so he had got up, put her clothes on and left.

Now it was different. She had Chandler. She decided she would get dressed up for him. She got up at six and sat in front of her mirror, straightening her hair so it was perfect. She got to work and covered her face in make-up, and was pretty proud of the result. Her face looked natural, but pretty. Her eyes were done well too, lined with black perfectly, and her mascara looked great too. She put a layer of lip gloss on, gave her hair one last brush through, and got dressed.

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Chandler sat in Maths, wondering why he was here before Monica. He tapped on the desk nervously. He heard the door open, and a girl walked in. He looked at her, and she smiled. It was Monica! She walked over and sat down next to him. He couldn't even speak. She looked gorgeous. She looked perfect. He stared at her until she sat down, and then she spoke.

"Hi." She said.

"Hi... How... You look..." He tried.

"Thanks. I think." She giggled and he smiled at her. They got on with their work, until Monica heard one of the boys shout of her. She turned to see he was walking over. She calmed herself and sat with her hands on the desk, ready for his insult. He walked over and smiled at her.

"Hey Mon." He said.

"Hi." She said. Chandler felt a rush of jealously. He was the only one aloud to call her Mon. He calmed himself, because they weren't telling anyone they were dating yet. As soon as the class finds out someone is dating, they never leave them alone.

"So, what are you doing tonight?" The boy asked.

"Uh, nothing. Why?" Monica asked.

"I was just thinking you could be doing something other than nothing." The boy said, and he winked at her. Chandler tensed up. He wasn't going to let this happen. He put his hand on top of Monica's, and put his arm around her. The boy raised his eye brow and walked off.

"Sorry. He was annoying me." Chandler said, moving his arm so Monica could work, but keeping his hand on hers.

"Sure he was." Monica said.

"Huh?" Chandler asked.

"Maybe you're jealous," She giggled.

"No I'm not!" Chandler said.

"Fine." Monica grinned, and she got up and walked over to the boy, and after a few minuets came back over. She sat down and said nothing.

"What did you do?" Chandler asked, watching the boy high five his friends.

"I'm going out with him tonight," Monica said.

"Who?" Chandler asked.

"Ryan. We're going to the park," Monica said. "Which is fine, because you don't care, right?" She grinned slyly.

"Right." Chandler sighed.

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Chandler lay in bed, awake despite it being 3am. He froze when he heard a noise downstairs, and realized it was the front door. He got up and ran downstairs, trying to get to the door before it woke his mom up. He opened the door and Monica ran in and shut the door behind her. She was out of breath and had tears down her face.

"What Mon? What? What's happened?" Chandler asked, panicing.

"Ryan. He tried to..." Instead of finishing her sentence, Monica burst into tears and Chandler moved towards her, wrapping his arms around her quickly.

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