Brother's Best Friends

Ashley Bing is the younger sister of the awkward Chandler Bing. After being apart for a few years, the Bing siblings are back together. Ashley is happy to become a part of the friend family that Chandler has built. She's also excited to work her way up the employee ladder at her job at one of the biggest newspapers in New York City. Plus, who doesn't want to find a little romance in a new chapter of life.


1. Meeting the Friends

          Central Perk: once a bar, now a coffee house. For some reason this is the place my big brother picked to meet up at. This will be the first time since he went to college that we’ll be together as just the two of us. It’s long overdue.

          Snow is lightly falling as I make my way down the city street. Snowflakes stick to my eyelashes and auburn hair. All that time spent straightening my hair will be wasted when the snow melts and my hair goes curly.

          Snow crunches under my shoes as I step up to Central Perk. My green eyes looking through the window in search of my brother, and I find him in the middle of the room with a group of people.

          Without wasting any time, I rush into the coffee house. When inside, I slip my coat off and hang it on the rack. Then I smooth out my red velvet dress, check my black tights, and make sure there is no snow on my black flats. Everything checks out, so I head over to the couch my brother is sitting on.

          Ross spots me on the way over. He was my brother’s roommate in college, and he has always seemed like a cool dude. He has dark brown, borderline black, hair; light brown eyes; a slender face; just over six foot.

          I place my index finger over my lips to signal Ross to stay quiet.

          Ross barely smirks and looks away.

          Quickly I place my hands over my big brother’s eyes. “Hello Chandler,” I raise my voice a few pitches. “Guess who?”

          “Kathy?” Chandler wiggles around. His dark brown hair seems a bit shaggier than last time. I’m sure his eyes are still the same shade as mine. He’s six-foot even, a whole nine inches taller than me.

          “No silly,” I giggle, letting my voice go back to normal. “It’s your little sister,” I pull my hands away from his face and walk around the couch. “Remember?”

          “Ash,” Chandler grabs my waist and pulls me down next to him. “I’m so sorry. I just got talking with my friends.”

          I lay by legs across him, “No worries. But, please, introduce me to everyone, I am going to be here for a while.”

          “Wait, are you moving here?” Chandler pats my knee.

          “Well, I finished school, so I thought I’d come be near my favorite brother,” I pinch my big brother’s cheek.

          “I’m your only brother,” he frowns.

          “Chandler, we are all still here,” a woman with straight black hair speaks up. She’s sitting on the armrest of the chair Ross is sitting in. In fact, the two look related. They even have the same eyes, but she seems much shorter than him.

          “Oh yeah, sorry,” Chandler looks around. “Everyone, this is my younger sister, Ashley.”

          “Please, call me Ash,” I smile and look around at the group.

          “Um, so you know Ross,” Chandler points over to him. “And that’s his sister, Monica.”

          “Nice to meet you.”

          “Same to you, Ashley,” Monica smiles back. “Oh, sorry, Ash.”

          “Then we have Rachel and Phoebe,” Chandler points to the girls sitting right next to us.

          “Hello Ash, I’m Rachel,” the woman with straight, dirty blonde hair takes a sip of something in a mug. Her blue-grey eyes soaking me all in. She seems to be the same height as Monica.

          “So, I’m Phoebe,” the woman with pure blonde hair braided into pigtails. She has a big smile on her face, and her hazel eyes show her happiness. “You are much prettier than your brother.”

          I giggle, “Why thank you Phoebe. You are my favorite.”

          “Oh yay,” Phoebe claps a few times. “We’ll be best of friends,” she laughs. She seems bigger than the other two girls.

          “And lastly,” Chandler look behind me. “That’s Joey.”

          I crane my neck around to see a man with a small grin on his face. His black hair is spiked up in front, and his brown eyes focused solely on me. He seems slightly smaller than the other two males. I’m not gonna lie, he’s is quite an attractive man. “Hello Joey.”

          “Hey. How you doin’?” Joey smirks and quickly winks.

          “Joe,” Chandler glares at the male.

          I look away and laugh, “Lighten up bro. I am a grown woman.” I lightly slap Chandler’s chest.

          “So Chandler, how come you’ve never told us about your little sister?” Monica questions.

          “What? They don’t know about me at all?” I stare at my brother with slightly wide eyes.

          “Oh, um, I guess you just never came up, and I’ve been so busy with work,” Chandler nervously squeezes my knee. “And I knew they would want to meet you, and I didn’t know where you were.”

          “Stop,” I grimace and grab my brother’s hand. “That hurts. Also, it’s fine. I’m glad to be meeting you all now.”

          “I agree,” Joey says from behind me.

          “Well, what are you doing here, Ash?” Rachel politely inquires.

          “Besides wanting to be closer to my brother,” I smirk. “Well, I finished college and was having trouble finding a job. Until recently, where one popped up in the city,” I reply.

          “What’s your degree in?” Monica asks.


          “So what newspaper had a job opening?” Ross questions.

          “Oh, just a small one called The Wall Street Journal,” I smile really big.

          “No way,” Chandler smiles just as big. “That’s awesome Ash,” he pulls me into him.

          “That is so cool,” Phoebe nods. “When do you start so I can actually but a newspaper?”

          “Few weeks,” I giggle. “But I won’t have my work published so soon. I’ll just be an assistant for some time.”

          “Still, congrats,” Joey pats my shoulder.

          “Wait, do you have a place to stay?” Rachel has a brief second of concern flash across her face. “But first, where did you get you adorable outfit?”

          I chuckle, “It was a gift, so I don’t really know. But I can look at the tag later and tell you. But, no, I don’t have a place yet. I’m staying at a cheap hotel until I can. Then I will have my stuff shipped to me.”

          “Why don’t you just move in with me, and Joey?” Chandler rearranges his arms so he’s holding me better.

          “I’m completely okay with that,” Joey says.

          “She can’t live with two boys, Chandler,” Monica rolls her eyes. “Pheebs, do you have a roommate.”

          “Hold on guys,” I hold up my hands in protest. “I don’t need any of you to take me in. I’m going to find an apartment in a few days, no doubt. I can handle myself here in the city.”

          “Oh, don’t be silly,” Rachel puts her mug on the coffee table in front of her. “At least stay with one of us until you can find a place of your own.”

          “I’ve just met you guys, and you are all too nice,” I slightly smile. “Nonsense, I don’t need you guys to help me.”

          “So stubborn, Ash,” Chandler smooths out my hair. “As always. Just stay with Phoebe,” he kisses my temple.

          “Hey, how come you haven’t told any stupid jokes, Ash?” Rachel chuckles.

          “Do you still do that?” I questioningly look at my brother.

          “Do you still do that thing, ya know, that you did?” Chandler mumbles.

          “Sorry Chan, couldn’t here you,” I roll my eyes.

          “What did you do?” Joey sounds quite curious.

          “Well, to cope with our parents, Chandler began telling terrible jokes. Well, I guess some of them are good. And I began wanting affection. I dated a lot, but that was before I really got into journalism.”

          “I see,” Joey sounds so smug.

          “Not anymore though,” I glare at my brother. “Ass.”

          “So, you are focusing on your work,” Ross speaks up. “Relationships just hold you back.”

          “Ross,” Rachel almost growls.

          “Wait, so Ash, are you staying with me?” Phoebe bounces a little in her seat.

          “Oh, yeah,” I bite my lower lip. “I guess I am,” I smile at Phoebe.

          “Oh, great,” she smiles right back.

          “Do you need help taking your things to Phoebe’s?” Joey asks.

          “Joe,” Chandler squeezes me close.

          “Actually, that would be very nice of you, Joey,” I squirm in Chandler’s grasp. “We can get to know each other a lot better. In the meantime, I’d love to get to know all right now. And Chandler, let’s go to dinner soon,” I lie my head on my brother’s shoulder. “Please, talk away. Big brother’s friends can be my friends.”

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ I may have a slight problem with Friends. I hope you liked it! Thoughts are always welcome in the comments below, but don't be rude. :D
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