Okay, so next chap of this sequel. Thanks for the reviews, wanting me to continue this ;)
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We've Had Our Story…
- But What Happened Then?
Chapter 2.
Good Luck
"So, who is this guy anyway?" Erica asked.
"The guy I met at the wedding." Sophie explained, she turned to her cousin, "Is this too revealing?"
Erica looked at; "No, but do you have a pair of strappy heals with those cute buckles?"
"No, but doesn't they go better with jeans?" Sophie asked.
"I have no idea." Erica sighed, "You should probably call Emma."
"Isn't she out with Jack again?"
"Yeah, like all the time." Erica said, "I don't even feel like I have a roommate anymore, and it's not like I have a boyfriend to be with."
"I'm sorry, Bing," Sophie smiled, "But you'll find one."
"I know." Erica said, "I just wish it could be soon. Maybe I'm too ugly?"
"No, you're not!" Sophie said, "Look in the mirror? You're beautiful."
Erica sighed and pulled up in her flat, blond hair.
"Is the hair still bugging you?" Sophie asked, "That's it! I know what you're doing tonight! You're getting your hair dyed!"
"My mom will kill me." Erica said, but she couldn't help but smile at the idea.
"You're 20 years old, Erica." Sophie said.
"My mom is really strict!"
"So?"
"So? She'll probably shave all of it off!"
"Well, then at least it wont be blond." Sophie simply said.
--
"What do you think about this one then?" Shelly asked.
"Shell hon," Ben said, "I don't care what clothes you're gonna wear at our honeymoon, okay? I would rather spend all the time in our room with you not wearing any clothes at all!"
"Come on!" Shelly said, "You can't be serious, huh? We have to go scuba diving! Should I bring my white bikini or the blue with the dots?"
"I don't know!" Ben frustrated said, throwing his arms in the air, "Bring both! You look good no matter what!"
"Thank you honey." Shelly smiled and hurried into the bedroom to finish packing.
Back was Ben, silently screaming and placing his head in his hands.
"Women!"
--
"This kitchen is new." the man told them, "The refrigerator is from last year, and there's a brand new dishwasher too."
"Hmm?" Ross said, "What do you think, honey?"
"Do you honestly think I'm ever gonna use it, Ross?" Rachel just mumbled and looked at him.
"You still don't cook?" Ross exclaimed, "How did you get food in Paris?"
"Emma cooked." Rachel smiled.
"You're still hopeless." Ross mumbled.
"Well, you want to see the rooms then?" the man asked them.
"How many room are there?" Rachel asked, following him upstairs.
"There is a master bedroom and a smaller room."
"That's perfect." Ross said, "Gracie is the only one who lives at home."
Rachel looked down.
"How many kids do you have?" the man asked.
"Three when you count them together. I have a son, Rach has a daughter and then we have one together."
"Wow," the man said, "Then this seems perfect."
"Actually…" Rachel begun, "I would really appreciate it, if we had an extra room."
"Why?" Ross asked.
"Just stuff Ross." Rachel said.
"Hey, don't be so secrecy!" Ross said, "We're in it together now."
"Okay then." Rachel said, "If you must know… Gracie and I have been saving since she was born for a disposable machine so she wont have to go to the hospital every night, and we have enough money now. The problem in the apartment was, that there wasn't an extra room. She wont have it in her bedroom, Ross. She can't stand to look at it all the time. We need a spare room."
"Oh," Ross said, "Can't she just…."
"No Ross!" Rachel said, "End of discussion."
She turned around, mad, and walked downstairs.
Back was Ross and the man looking at each other.
"Well then…" Ross said.
"Can I ask what that was about?" the man asked.
"Her daughter has diabetes." Ross said, "She's… you know..."
"Oh," the man said, "Well, I do have some other houses on this street, come with me."
--
"So, how do you know Shelly?" Matthew asked, after just telling his story.
"Her… her husband, Ben, is my… kinda cousin." Sophie said.
"Kinda cousin?"
"Yeah, we aren't really related, but Ben's dad and my mom have been close friends for years. They met each other like, 30 years ago."
"That's a long time. How did they meet?" Matthew asked, digging into his food.
"Well… my mom moved into my aunt Monica's apartment to be her roommate, and Ross, Ben's dad, is her brother so…"
"Wow, so you aren't really related, but you're raised like you are?"
"Yes." Sophie said, "And I love him so much. When he met Shelly I just loved her when I first met her too. She's a great person."
"Yeah, I know." Matthew smiled, "She's helped me through a lot."
"Hmm..."
"So, what's the deal with your other friends? Are they kinda cousins or real cousins?"
Sophie laughed, "Well, I'm only related to my little brother Mike. But Ross, Ben-s dad, his sister… my mom's old roommate, Monica and her husband Chandler, they have two kids; Jack and Erica. But they aren't really related either, because Jack and Erica are adopted."
"Really?"
"Yes, but Ben has a half sister. Her name is Emma."
"She was the one with the dirty blonde hair, right?" Matthew asked, trying to figure it out.
"Yes, and she then has a half sister. Her name is Gracie. She was the one with the French accent?"
"Who?"
"Looked like Emma?"
"Still don't follow you…"
"The one in the wheelchair!" Sophie then said.
"Oh yes!" Matthew smiled, "Why was she in a wheelchair anyway?"
"She just had surgery." Sophie said, "But anyway. Then there's also my mom's other friend Joey, and his wife Alex's, kids: JJ and Sandra. Sandra is the crazy one and JJ is the really good looking one."
"Yeah, I remember them." Matthew said, "You sure have a lot of friends."
"Well of course." Sophie smiled, "I'm a nice person."
"Hey," Matthew smiled, "This doesn't happen to me a lot, you know? That I just click with someone. Do you think it would be okay if I asked you out again?"
"Of course." Sophie smiled, "How is the day after tomorrow?"
"Great, but you just asked me out"
"I so did not!" Sophie said, "You asked me out, I just said a date that I could."
"Yeah, and that is asking out."
"No way."
"Way!"
"No way!"
--
"This is nice." Emma smiled, looking deep into Jack's eyes.
"Hmm," Jack said, taking her hand, "Look Emma: there's something I need to tell you."
"What's that?" Emma smiled.
"I've been considering to do it or not… But Sophie convinced me that I should just come out and say it."
"Really?" Emma asked, "What is it?"
Jack took a deep breath; "I love you… Emma."
Emma closed her eyes and looked at him in awe, "Oh," she said, "And I love you."
"You do?" Jack was on the verge of tears.
"Yes!" Emma said, babbling too, "So much."
"Great," Jack said, leaning in to kiss her, "And just so you know; I think you're stuck with me… 'Cause I'm never letting you go."
"Good." Emma smiled, "'Cause I want to be with you."
"Good." Jack said.
"Good."
--
The next day.
"Look at this," Sandra said, showing her book to Mike and JJ, "This is like… really difficult."
"Isn't it French?" Mike asked, looking and Sandra.
"Yes, duh."
"Why don't you just get Gracie or Emma to write it?" JJ said, "I mean, they've lived in France practically their whole life. Gracie is half French."
"That's cheating, JJ!" Mike said.
"So?" JJ said, "I'll get Grace to write mine. I don't need to be good at French words, I'm gonna be a plumber."
"Okay, we know that." Sandra said, slapping JJ's arm, "You don't even have French here."
"I don't?" JJ asked, looking at the paper, "That's right. I'm lucky."
"I feel so bad for Gracie." Mike said, "She has to start alone in a new school for just one year. It's easier for you guys, you know me."
"She'll be okay." Sandra said, "She's strong."
"Do you take palaeontology?" JJ exclaimed and looked up from Mike's paper.
Mike took it from him again, "Only to please uncle Ross!"
"Yeah right." JJ laughed.
"Dinosaurs can be interesting." Sandra said.
JJ and Mike turned around and looked at her.
"Yes, that's right. I know some stuff." she said, "Aah, who am I kidding? Emma told me about them!"
The boys laughed.
"Well, you can just sit by yourself then." Sandra said, starting to get up.
"No, sorry Sandy." Mike giggled, pulling her back, "We didn't mean it like that."
"Didn't you get any homework to do?" Sandra asked, "We've been here for a lesson already?"
"No," JJ laughed, "We had gym."
--
"We've decided to buy the house you guys ditched." Alex told Rachel.
"Really?" Rachel asked, "But you guys have two kids?"
"Yeah, but you bought the only house available with two spare rooms." Alex smiled.
"Oh, I'm sorry." Rachel exclaimed.
"Just kidding Rach." Alex said, "No, we just assumed that the kids wouldn't be home a lot, they're gonna be at the dorm, and then they'll move out. If they both come home one weekend, JJ can sleep on the couch."
"Okay." Rachel smiled, "Where's Joey?"
"He's auditioning." Alex said, "And where's Ross?"
"He's dropping Gracie off at her new school. They would already have her today. He has work off, so he'll be here any minute."
--
"Are you excited with the new school, Gracie?" Ross nervously asked, stopping the car.
"No." Gracie said, "School is just something to waste my already short time."
"Oh," Ross said, "I'm sorry."
"I heard about the house." Gracie said, "Sorry if you liked the other one. I'm just a big problem."
"Hey!" Ross said, taking her arm, "You're not a problem, Gracie. You're family now. I love you. I'll do anything for you."
"Really?" Gracie asked, tears in her eyes.
"Always."
"Thank you Ross." Gracie said, giving him a hug, "I better get in there now, huh?"
"Yeah, good luck."
Gracie nodded and went out of the car.
She looked at the big building in front of her.
Good luck.
Yeah, she would need it.
Okay, this was second chap, and I do think it was better than the first one, even though the story haven't really begun yet, but it'll be soon, promise. Leave a review. Thanks, Stessa.