A week later Ross was at home waiting for Rachel to come back from her date. This had been her second with Chip, much to Ross's irritation and he couldn't help but wonder why she would even go for a guy like him. All Ross saw was an arrogant jerk, but unfortunately he had managed to woo Rachel once again.

He had been arguing with himself all week. Why did he care if she dated Chip? Yes he had been feeling protective of Rachel, but it was because he was her best friend and not because he was jealous. Right?

He buried his face in his hands. When did life get complicated?

He heard the door open and looked up to see a Rachel''s smiling face. He smiled, but it disappeared quickly when he saw Chip trailing behind her, his arms around her waist. He had a smug look on his face and it just made Ross sick to his stomach. There was just something about him that wasn't right.

Ross watched as Chip pulled her in for a kiss and they stayed attached for some time until he made a sound of disgust.

They jumped apart and Rachel looked back to see Ross standing up, an annoyed expression on his face.

"Ross I'm sorry. We didn't even see you."

"Yeah I guess you were a little distracted." He sat back down on the couch and folded his arms.

"Well look at her man. Who wouldn't be distracted?" She blushed again and he pulled her in for another kiss. Ross sighed loudly and sat back on the couch. Life was so unfair.

Finally Rachel pulled away from him.

"I have to go to the bathroom. You and Ross can chat for a bit."

She turned to leave, but not before Chip kissed her again. After she left he sat down next to Ross.

"So… Rachel looks hot tonight."

"She looks gorgeous all the time," he stated.

Chip raised his eyebrows when he heard Ross's tone..

"Sorry man I'm just saying. I mean she was cute and everything in high school, but she looks way hotter now. You know what I mean?"

"She's more than just a pretty face. She has a great personality too," he hissed.

"Yeah yeah but come on who really cares about that? She's hot."

"That's all you care about?" Ross was trying his best to control his temper, which was becoming harder by the second.. He was talking about Rachel like she was a piece of meat or something.

"Well she has to be good in bed too. Rachel never did put out in high school, maybe I'll be luck out this time. Know what I mean," he said, raising his hand hand, hoping to get a high five from him

"No, I don't know what you mean," Ross hissed angrily.

"Dude what's your problem," Chip asked rudely.

"You! I don't know what Rachel sees in you because in my opinion she could do much better! You're the same pig that you were in high school!"

"And you're the same geek who followed her around like some lost puppy! You're just jealous I'm with her and you're not!"

"You know what you…," he stopped when he heard the door open. They turned around when she came back.

Unaware of what was going on, she put an arm around both of them.

"So what were you guys taking about," she asked smiling at both of them, but both were still glaring at each other angrily.

"How beautiful you look tonight," Chip said. He smirked at Ross and then pulled her in for another kiss. It took all Ross had to not chuck the remote at Chip's head. Finally after what seemed like forever they broke apart, well Rachel had to pull herself from him.

"Chip, Ross is right there," she whispered to him, but Ross still heard her.

"So." He tried to kiss her again and she almost fell for it, but the mental image of Ross popped in her head and she pushed him away.

"Sorry but…"

"Ross is there, yeah I get it. Listen I have to go, I'll call you later."

"Okay." She walked Chip to the door, Ross watching their every move like a hawk. "I'll see you later later." He kissed her again and at the site of that Ross couldn't stomach it anymore.

He scrunched up his fists together so hard that his knuckles turned white and left the room before he did anything drastic. He stormed to his room and slammed the door and hit the opposite wall, denting it a little.

The door flew open and he turned to find an annoyed looking Rachel with her hands on her hips.

"Ok what was that!"

Ross looked at her.

"What are you talking about?" He decided to play dumb since he knew that if he told her the truth that she would get mad.

"Ross I know your mad at me. Is it about Chip?"

"I'm not mad at you Rachel I just don't like him."

She raised her eyebrows. Ross usually got along with people easily.

"Why?"

"What do you mean why? Because this is the same guy that ditched you at prom. Remember how upset you were when he didn't show up. I had to take you myself."

"And I appreciated that Ross, I still do, but people change. Could you give him a chance for me?"

He shook his head at her. Couldn't she see that Chip was the same arrogant jerk that he had always been?

"Rach I don't know. There's something about him that's not right."

"You know I'm not going to sit here and convince you to like him. I just need you to at least civil towards him, for me Ross."

"He's a pig."

"Why can't you just be nice?"

"Sorry Rach, but I don't like him, I never did. You're too good for him. He's a jerk." At this she rolled her eyes, her patience was running really low.

"You're being a real jerk."

"And you're being really annoying. See he's already rubbing off on you."

"Ugh I can't even deal with you right now."

"Then why don't you go catch up with your boyfriend! I'm sure he wouldn't mind since he loves to stick his tongue down your throat!"

Her expression turned to a look of hurt. Her eyes filled with tears and her lips started to tremble, something that happened when she was about to cry.

"Fine!" She said storming out the room, tears falling down her cheeks.

"Rach… Rach I'm sorry," he said following her to her room, but she slammed the door in his face. "Rachel please…".

"Go away Ross!"

Now he felt bad, he should be happy for her. He was her best friend.

"Seriously Chandler, you should have seen this guy. He's a complete douchebag."

"Sounds like someone is jealous," Chandler added under his breath.

"Yeah Ross why do you care so much," Monica asked suspiciously.

Ross had spent all morning in Monica and Chandler's place telling them about last night. He couldn't get the image of Rachel and Chip out of his head and knew Rachel was mad with him since she had completely ignored him at breakfast. He had tried to apologize, but they had ended up in another argument. He knew she had left to go job hunting, but she had left before he had got to share his surprise with her.

"Because Monica remember how upset she was when she had found out he was cheating on her. She took him back and then look what he does after. He doesn't even show up for prom."

"Yeah you're right I guess, but still she's happy so…"

"Are you serious? I don't understand why she always goes for these jerks and then she ends up surprised when they cheat on her. I don't get…"

"Is that what you think?"

They all turned around to see an angry looking Rachel, who was glaring at Ross. He had no idea that she had been standing there the whole time. Where did she come from?

"Rach I swear I didn't…"

"Yeah I'm sure you didn't," she spat venomously.

"Rachel he's just looking out for you. I mean he does have a point. Chip was a jerk."

"Monica that doesn't give him the right to decide everything for me. He's not my father," she added, glaring at Ross.

"I'm only doing what's best for you because you're my friend," he explained, but Rachel took it a step further and poked him in the chest.

"You know what your problem is. You're jealous that your alone. Just because I have someone doesn't mean you can just run and pout like a 5 year old and I'll just drop everything to comfort you. Ross you're pathetic," she hissed and his expression turned to a look of shock.

"I'm… I'm pathetic," he repeated. She could see how much she hurt him, but she didn't care. He had hurt her and she wanted revenge.

"Yes. I have a boyfriend, Monica and Chandler have each other, but you have no one. Get over yourself!"

"That was a low blow," he responded quietly.

"And it's the truth. Ross things have changed. We're not little kids anymore. I grew up and so should you," she finished.

As soon as she caught a glimpse of his face she instantly regretted everything. Heartbreaking was not enough to describe the look in his eyes.

"Fine then date him, I don't care. Just don't expect me to comfort you when you find out he's cheating on you," he said softly. He grabbed his suitcase and coat before heading out the door.

She stood there for a few minutes, replaying his words in his head before she heard Monica's voice.

"Rach I know you're mad at him, but that was harsh," Monica said.

Rachel looks at the door for a second, shaking her head and joins them at the table. An awkward silence fell on them before Chandler cracked a joke.

"So… how about the weather. Could it be any more humid?"

Monica laughs, but Rachel is still eaten up by her guilt.

The way he had looked at her just broke her heart. She couldn't believe she had that to her best friend.

She covered her face with her hands, ashamed of herself.

"I can't believe I did that to him," she let out as a tear slipped down her cheek.

Monica gives Rachel a note with an address and Rachel looks up, confused.

"What's this?"

"Didn't Ross tell you?" When Rachel shook her head and Monica explains that Ross knows someone at the museum who has a connection at Ralph Lauren. She explains that this is the address to Rachel's job interview.

"Are you serious? Oh my god Monica this is Ralph Lauren! I can't believe this. This is what I've been waiting for," Rachel yells in shock.

"I know. I can't believe he didn't tell you."

Rachel runs a hand through her hair, feeling guilty. She had ignored him at the apartment this morning.

"He was probably trying to tell me this morning, but I was ignoring him."

Rachel gets up from her chair and moves to the door.

"Where are you going?"

"To go apologize to your brother. I've been awful to him and he's only been a good friend to me."

An hour later Rachel was at the museum looking for Ross. She finally she spotted him at one of the exhibits, where he seemed to trying to make one of the caveman in the display stand up. Unfortunately for Ross, being as clumsy as he is, knocks his elbow into it and causes it to fall.

He hears a familiar giggle and is surprised to see Rachel smirking at him. She walks over and helps him with the display.

"Do you need some help," she asked softly.

He nodded his head, and together the both fix display successfully. They both stand back and admire their work before Ross turns to her.

"I don't understand Rach, I thought that after this morning that you were..."

"Well I was for awhile before I realized you were just looking out for me. And then the whole job interview thing… Ross why didn't you tell me?"

"Well I was, but we weren't speaking to each other this morning. I'm sorry."

"No I'm sorry. My best friend just wants the best for me. I could never tell you how much this means to me, this interview. I'm so nervous though. What if I'm not qualified enough or prepared?"

"Well you have until tomorrow so…"

Rachel stops him when she hears the words tomorrow.

"Tomorrow! Now I have to go shopping for a new outfit. Do you want to come?"

"Uhh kind of busy Rach," he said with his eyes darting back to the display.

"Oh yeah right, you have your dinosaur thing to do," she teased, causing him to blush.

"Oh Ross stop being like that. I was joking and don't you dare do that puppy dog face," she commanded. "You know I always fall for it."

Ross smiles at her, still blushing.

"Part of my charm I guess."

"Yeah yeah," she says going to kiss his cheek.

"I'll see you at the apartment. Have fun shopping," he adds sarcastically.

"Don't worry I will." She waves at him and Ross gets back to work. He sees a coworker of his staring at Rachel and he grunts loudly. The guy looks at him with a goofy expression on his face.

"Dude who was that?"

"That's my friend Rachel."

"Rachel huh. Is she single?"

"She's off limits and that includes you Brian," Ross says sternly. He storms off and feels himself get protective of her again. He knocks part of the display down, but this time it was because of jealousy not clumsiness.

Thanks for reading and reviewing. Sorry if I missed any typos guys.