A Player's First Love (F.R.I.E.N.D.S/ Joey Tribbiani Fanfic)

All Dressed Up

6:00 p.m.

Chandler, Ross, and I had been waiting in the hall outside of Monica and Rachel's apartment for almost 10 minutes. The girls told us to meet at 6 but Chandler insisted on showing up early.

He was pacing back and forth impatiently. He was always aggravated when the girls took longer than planned but the fact that his baby sister was in there with them was probably adding to the stress.

"So where are we even going again?" Ross asked motioning with his hands. It was now 6:08 and he was becoming impatient as well. "I don't know. Wherever it is we're being forced to wear these monkey suits so..." Chandler replied. He was definitely nervous. "It's not that bad buddy." I said gently slapping his back as if saying "toughen up".

Monica told us that the place was fancy but not fancy enough for a full tuxedo. So I had decided on wearing a dark blue dress shirt (three top buttons undone of course) and black dress pants and shoes. Ross and Chandler were wearing the pretty much the same thing but for whatever reason Chandler decided he needed a black vest over his shirt.

It's currently 20 minutes past the time we were supposed to meet and still not a sound from the girls and Chelsea. "I swear you could give those girls two full days to get ready and they would still be late." I complained. "Yeah this is ridiculous." Ross said walking up to the door.

He knocked loudly and called through the door, "Mon! Rach! Pheobs!" He waited until Pheobe opened the door but had left the chain on so we couldn't see but a few inches. "Yes?" She asked innocently.

Chandler put his head in his hand and sighed frustrated. He approached the door and said as if straining back his anger, "You said to meet...at 6." Pheobe blinked blankly a few times then finally replied," Oh yeah...well clearly that's not gonna happen."

Ross rolled his eyes and Chandler sighed again as I crossed my arms impatiently. "Well..." Chandler began losing patience "We have to go eat...food...at a fancy restaurant...with my sister!" He exclaimed jerking his arms and hands awkwardly and bouncing a bit like he does when he's frustrated and trying to keep his cool. Even though he looks like a Thanksgiving turkey when he does this but that's besides the point.

"Relax." Pheobe said, " We're almost ready just be a doll and go catch us a cab." She instructed ," Bye now!" She exclaimed happily patting Chandler's head and closing the door before he could respond.

Chandler turned back to us and raised his hands in defeat. We all headed downstairs to catch a cab for our little group.

Outside the Apartment by a Parked Cab
We had finally grabbed a taxi and had been waiting by the curb for like 10 minutes. I felt bad for the driver who was just sitting there waiting for the stupid girls.

"They said they were coming!" Chandler said frustratedly, "If the driver makes us pay extra for this...it's outta their wallets!"

Finally, as if he had summoned them, Rachel led the way and opened up the door to outside the apartment complex.

Ross walked quickly over to the door and held it open for the four girls. As Rachel passed him, they made eye contact and he glared annoyed at her.

"Don't look at me like that! Beauty takes time!" she insisted.

After Rachel, Monica and Pheobe followed suit outside. They all looked really pretty I had to admit all done up like that. Chelsea was the last outside, and honestly, the way she looked now compared to earlier, stunned me.

She was wearing a light blue dress that fell just above her knees and matching heels. Her hair was done up and she had a silver necklace and bracelet.

I recognized the dress and shoes and jewelry, as I had seen the other girls wear them on occasions. But...wow...she looked good. I leaned towards Ross and whispered, "She cleans up nice." He glared at me and simply said, "No Joey!"

I raised my hands in defense and replied, "Dude. Duh...She's Chandler's sister! She's basically my best friend in-law. That's gross!"

Ross looked at me blankly. Then dramatically mouthed, "WHAT?!" before following Rachel into the cab. We had hailed a taxi with three rows since there were seven of us, although there still weren't enough seats so me and Chandler had to share one.

It was a LOONG taxi ride to the restaurant.