The One Where Emma Turns 18

6

We were all back at the Bings and Monica had gone up to the attic to retrieve the photo albums.

There was a knock at the door. "Emma, do you mind getting it?" Chandler asked.
I shrugged. "Sure."

I swung the door open. "Ben!"
I leapt at him and he swung me in a circle. "Happy birthday!"
"How are you here? How do you know I was here?" I stuttered, completely excited to see my brother.
He pointed over at my parents who were beaming. "We arranged it." My mum told me.
"I wouldn't miss your eighteenth birthday, would I?" Ben pulled me in for another hug.

Ben passed me a little envelope. "Open it." He instructed.
I tore it open. Inside were two tickets for a fashion week in the heart of the city.
"Oh my God!" I yelled, and hugged him again.
"It's from me, Carol and Susan." Ben told me. Ben had gotten used to calling his two mums by their first name to avoid any confusion.
"You're the best brother ever!" I squealed.

"Who are you going to bring, Em?" Joey asked me.
"Bring where?"
"Fashion week. You've got two tickets."
"Oh. I actually want to bring my mum. She's always been my idol when it came to fashion and it probably wouldn't be such a passion of mine if she wasn't so successful."
My mum beamed at me with tears in her eyes. "Oh, honey." She came and hugged me.

"What are we doing here anyway?" Ben asked, curiously.
Monica threw a couple of large photo albums down on the coffee table. "Reminiscing." She told him.