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Here is Chapter 13 : Forever Rusted (Don't question the title)

Waking up in the comfort of her own bed was amazing. The way the sheets felt cool against her body and her soft pillow at her head just made her want to stay there for hours. The ride back home was forever long, making the walk to her bed unbelievably tiring. But right as her head hit the pillow, she instantly fell asleep.

There was a part of her that could never sleep in. Maybe it was the way she felt she was missing out on her whole day as it went by, or maybe it was just that she was excited to tell Rachel all about her trip. Whatever the reason was, Monica pulled back the covers and went to her bathroom to start getting ready.

She started the bubble bath and grabbed her zit cream out of her bag she didn't bother unpacking the night before. Stripping of her clothes, Monica slipped on her robe and checked the water. She applied the cream as she waited for the water to fill the tub before turning off the faucet. She made the walk back to her room to grab a magazine of Vogue.

If felt relaxing as she slid in the warm water and let it soak between her toes. She lied her head back against the towel that was draped over the side. With so much to think about that morning, she couldn't wait for her night with Chandler. She closed her eyes to take in the moment.

"Monica?"

The banging on the bathroom door got her out of her relaxed melody. "What?" She called back with her eyes still shut

"Your phone keeps on ringing."

"Well I'm kind of busy at the moment." She called back through the door

Ross looked at the caller ID "It's Rachel."

In the next minute the door clicked opened and Monica reached out for the phone.

Ross pulled it away teasingly.

"Give it to me." Monica said frustrated as she held her robe shut.

He rolled his eyes and gave it to her. "Hurry up, mom and dad want to hear about your trip." He told her as the door closed again and he was faced with the plan white paint plastered on the thick door.

Monica ignored her brother as she settled back in the bath "Tell me everything."

"There is my beautiful girl." Jack Geller smiled as his 18 year old daughter enter the kitchen an hour later.

After talking to Rachel most of the morning and making plans to meet up for lunch, Monica was feeling really positive today.

"Darling, we are so glad you are home. We've missed you." Judy poured herself another glass of coffee "With your brother gone most of the day it gets lonely here at the house."

Monica went over to the fridge to grab the Orange Juice "It was so gorgeous and beautiful, the Shakespeare exhibit expectually!" She started to get excited all over again. "It was so hard to leave and I've learned so much while I was there."

"Did you get a chance to go shopping at all?" Judy asked

And with that question she thought about Chandler. She didn't get to do much of anything, it was mainly just them all day sneaking out and going on their own. And surprisingly she didn't mind that. It opened up something better, something more precious. And maybe it was a good thing; instead of wasting her money on something that would be gathering dust day after day on her shelf.

So shaking her head she replied with a calm and simple "No." Before joining her family at the table. "But I'm going to meet Rachel at Bloomingdale's then we are going to lunch at Tommy's Pizzeria."

"You seem very upbeat Mon, is there anything else that happened in London?"

She paused and thought if she should tell Ross and her parents about Chandler? He wasn't a known name in their household but she didn't want them thinking she went to London and hooked up with a guy instead of focusing on her extra credit.

"Nope." She took another drink before checking the time "I should go before I'm late." She ran upstairs to grab her purse and sandals.

Meeting up at Bloomingdale's with Rachel, she noticed it was a little crowded and harder to get around. If it looks like this out here, she couldn't imagine what the line to the dressing rooms looked like. But that didn't matter because she was with her best friend for the first time since summer started and they were going to have fun before they had to worry about college curriculum.

"Oh, look at this."

Monica turned from the rack she was circling to find her friend holding up a knee length, royal blue, wide straps, sleeveless pleated cocktail dress. And she had to admit, it was cute enough to buy. "How much?" She asked taking a step closer to look at the price tag. Something Monica found herself doing more often before she fell in love with the article.

"Only fifty bucks. Chandler would love this on you." Rachel passed it off to her friend.

"Whoa." Her eyes got wide "Fifty bucks?"

"Yeah, I mean, it's on sale and the deal doesn't get better than this." Rachel told her friend "Lets go find you shoes."

"Free would be better." Monica muttered as she followed her over to the shoe aisle. "Rach, I don't know about all this."

"You said he wanted to take you out on a date when you guys get back, right?" She asked, searching through the selection of shoes.

Monica nodded "Well yeah, but-"

"But nothing. We are going to charm the hell out of you."

She chuckled and allowed her friend to dress her up. Just like when they were little the two girls would get into their mothers makeup and accessories. Rachel would always do Monica's hair while Monica would turn around and do Rachel's makeup. It was a hobby both girls enjoyed growing up doing.

Feeling a vibration against her leg, Monica's attention was pulled from Rachel's excitement as she grabbed it from her pocket.

"Hey Mon, what do you think about this one?" Rachel held up a low cut top.

Dragging her eyes away from the phone in front of her, she looked over to where Rachel stood "Oh my God. What does that cover?"

She smiled "I like it. I'm going to go get us a room."

Looking down at her digital, she replied "Okay, I'll be there in a minute."

As Rachel walked away in search of an empty room, Monica read her text. And that was when she saw for the first time that Chandler put his number under "BF"

Laughing out loud she caught the attention of a few by passers.

There were certain things that made you think. Whether it was trying a new verity of sushi you are unsure about, or maybe something as simple as picking out your college dorm theme. What if your boyfriend asked you to risk your life driving a metal machinery through hills and tall grass. Would you do it? When Monica thought of her first date with Chandler when they back at home she had the idea of a romantic picnic and then a nice stroll in the park. She did not have Go Karting around town in her dating book.

So when Chandler messaged her to see if she was available, the first thing that came to Monica's mind was how she wouldn't be needing the Royal Blue dress her friend picked out.

Monica was about to reply back when Rachel walked around the corner.

"What happened? I was waiting for you." She asked

Shaking her head, she responded "Yeah, um...I decided not to get the dress." She closed her phone

Confusion written all over her face, Rachel knew what the real reason was "It's the price, isn't it?" Monica shook her head trying to stop her friend "You will earn the money back after one paycheck at the diner. If that is what you are worried about I'll pay for it now and you can always pay me back when you can." Rachel began to get her wallet out of her purse

"No." Monica stopped her "That's not what it is."

Rachel nodded "You never liked it." She started to walk back towards the rack to hang the dress back up.

She laughed "Chandler asked me to go Go Karting with him." She smiled "I don't think that dress will be the proper attire."

"So I guess Tommy's is out?"

Monica sighed "I'm sorry, I completely forgot." She apologized "We always said that boyfriends weren't going to get in the way of our friendship and here I am gushing over a guy and ignoring you. I'll just tell him I can't make it." She grabbed her phone for the second time.

"No Monica, I'm not going to let you do that." Rachel took her phone from her hands before she had a chance to call Chandler. "You've been talking about him all morning and seeing him will be good for you. I mean, come on, it's almost been 24 hours." She teased

Monica grinned and lunged forward to hug her friend before rushing towards the door.

"But I want to hear all about it when you get back!" Rachel yelled after her

"I can't believe I'm doing this." Monica stood looking down at the rusted kart in front of her.

"Come on." Chandler smiled as he sat in the drivers seat. "Get in."

"I thought you said it was practically new?" She questioned "I am not getting in if it breaks down in the middle of nowhere."

"It won't. Besides, if it does break down remember what happened last time we were alone in the middle of nowhere? Trust me, it won't be the worst thing."

Monica chuckled as she climbed in. Her thigh rubbed against his as she sat down. "Now if it's new, why is it rusted?"

Chandler started up the engine "It stopped in the pouring down rain last summer." He told her loudly as he tried to speak over the roaring motor.

"What!" Monica shouted as he pressed down on the gas and it took off.

The ride was amazing! The wind blowing through her hair and the smell of the fresh air in the open land. Monica had so much fun and she had no idea what she was nervous about in the first place.

When the sun started to go down and the night got cooler, Chandler pulled the kart over and they enjoyed the rest of the night just talking until they had to be back.

"So tell me. Where did you buy this?" Monica asked as she ran her hand over the metal bars.

Chandler's gaze left her side and he looked out to where the sun set in the night. "I built it." He said softly "With my dad before he left."

Looking over she waited patiently for him to explain deeper.

And it took a while before he spoke again. Chandler wasn't ready to tell her all the fun moments and memories he had with his dad when he was a kid. Yeah, the go kart wasn't exactly new, but it was never rode.

It was just days after they finally finished the kart that Charlies Bing left his family. He would have left sooner but he made a promise to his nine year old son that they were going to finish it, together. And they did. It was his favorite memory that he had of his dad. Staying up late on school nights working in the garage with his father. Yeah, it was pretty amazing. Each time his mom would come out they would quickly cover it up with the old tarp and make sure she didn't get a peek until it was completely finished.

After he left Chandler didn't want to ride it, he didn't even want to look at the kart that was made from broken down car parts. It wasn't until a couple years ago that he decided it was time to throw off the tarp and take it out of the shed.

"Chandler, are you okay?" Monica brought her hand up and rubbed his cheek so that he would face her.

Smiling sadly he nodded "I'll be fine." He leaned in for a tender kiss, just to feel the warmth of her lips for a couple seconds before climbing out and taking her hand to follow. "I believe it's time to switch seats." He leaned her back against the small, rusty, metal kart. "It's your turn babe." He pecked her cheek before hurrying to the other side.

Feeling the sentimental was normal Monica didn't think too much about it "Don't get all mushy on me." She told him climbing in the drivers seat.

Chandler smirked "I'll stay on my side."

"Good." She said looking around to try and understand the basics "So how fast does this go?"

Relaxing back in the seat he answered "About 45 MPH."

She nodded and turned the engine on.

"Alright, now give it a little gas!" Chandler yelled over the motor.

Pressing her foot down lightly she brought it back up real quick and tapped the break "Whoa."

They both lunged forward as she stopped short. "Easy...easy." Her foot slowly went back down as he eased her into it and she began to relax.

Chandler rested his hand on her thigh.

"Chandler." Monica warned.

"Sorry." He took his hand back to his side of the vehicle.

Monica gave it a little more gas and she started to pick up speed.

They rode around for a while just cruising through the large open field of grass a few miles away from Chandler's house. Until they came to a stop and they both got out to enjoy the last few minutes of the day. Chandler lied down on the grass with Monica close by.

"So this must be what it feels likes."

His hands rested behind his head as he turned to look over at Monica beside him. "What?"

She gave him a small smile "Being Chandler Bing's girlfriend."

He broke into a smirk "Wait until you meet my mom." Her face went dry as she thought about it. To which none of it went unnoticed to Chandler. "I've said something wrong..." He started to wonder if this was going to be their first fight.

"No, no." She assured him "I guess I just never thought about it before. I mean I knew eventually...but I didn't think it would be this soon."

He propped himself up on his elbow "Don't worry, you don't have to meet her until you're ready."

She smiled glad to have found a caring and thoughtful boyfriend. "Well maybe I'm ready. I mean, it could be fun meeting your mom, seeing old baby photos and talking about you." She grinned looking back up at the dark sky "Just say when."

Chandler kept his eyes fixed on Monica's beauty in the moonlight "You want to see my baby pictures?" He ran his fingers through her long locks.

She turned her attention back to him "Yeah, It may seem soon since we've just started dating a week ago but..."

"...It feels like forever." He finished softly

She nodded and leaned over to kiss him before standing up and brushing herself off "So tell me, were you a cute baby or an ugly baby?" She teased

"Oh you're gonna get it now." Chandler jumped up quickly causing Monica to take off.

She only got a few feet away when she felt his strong arms wrap around her and bring her to the ground, causing her to laugh uncontrollably until his lips found hers.

And there was that kiss again. The one she could dream about just by closing her eyes.

Chandler broke away and said one simple word.

"When."

And she knew just what that meant.

So what do you think? After next chapter I'm probably going to speed it up a bit. But I really hope you like it.

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