"Hey. I'm Monica."
"Joey."
"Phoebe."
"Ross."
"Chandler."
I stood there, in shock. How many people were here? My French started to come out, like it did when I was surprised.
"Salut. Ravi de vous rencontrer. Comment vas-tu?" I said politely. All four of them looked at me blankly.
"Dove's half French on her dad's side." Rachel explained.
"And what did you just say?" Asked Ross.
"She said, 'Hi. It's nice to meet you all. How are you.'"
"Oh." They chorused, as I glared at Rachel.
"I can speak for myself, you know." I muttered.
"Let's get coffee!" Rachel said, clearly avoiding my wrath.
"Mon Dieu."
~~~
"So, how's your life? Anything exciting happening?" Asked Chandler, while we were all drinking coffee.
"Well, my ex-fiancé is marrying his secretary." I said, raising the cup to my lips.
"Oh. I'm sorry to hear that." Said Phoebe sympathetically.
"Non, c'est bon. Ne t'en fais pas." I brushed it off, then saw the looks they gave me, "Oops, sorry. I said, 'Nah, it's fine. Don't worry about it.' I need to stop doing that, don't I?"
"It's fine. It must be hard to come from France to America." Monica said.
"Not really. My mom was American, so..." I said, trailing off.
"Don't you mean our mom?"
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Fanfiction! SLOW UPDATES ! What if Rachel had another sister, not just Jill and Amy? What if she fell in love with Chandler? Chandler Bing x Fem!OC
