Chapter 1: Lana Laurans
Author: Sk8er-Girl
Disclaimer: i own every word i say except for the people i mention in the story, the wrestlers' moves and the locations. I only own Lana and her friends.
A/N: hey wrestling fanfiction readers. It's me again...Sk8er-Girl! This is my second FanFic...and well...i wasn't happy with the first. I know some of you guys hated it too. My apologies. I deleted it. Well...after you're done with this chapter, tell me what you think about it and if you like it tell me and i'll continue. The might be some bad grammer but please don't laugh; im not a pro at writing. Please don't write any flames, the WWC reviews really hurt my feelings but i understand. Sorry if it was confusing...what can i say? It was a chat. Ok, on with the story...
Lana Laurans
Can it get any worse? Lana thought finally, as she cried herself to sleep. These days had been a very hard for Lana Laurans. Just yesterday, she turned twenty. Her friends came up with a surprize party, but nothing can cheer her up, or compare to what has happened to her. It was her 20th birthday...the one birthday her mother missed. It wasn't her fault though; it was Lana's. Just a few weeks ago, her mother died of the September 11th tragedy. Lana blames herself of her mothers death, because she told her mother to work another day so that she can see Lana perform at a contest; so her mom can cheer for her.
That very morning-while Lana was practicing with her guitar-her friend came running in and told Lana about the Twin Towers.
That night, all Lana did was cry her eyes out. She couldn't believe it herself. No one could. Everyone tried their best to cheer her up, but it was no use. She'd been miserable since then. Lonely and depressed.
Her friends were worried that she might become suicidal after they noticed that she haven't ate, slept or talked much. She was beginning to look pale. Her friends missed the real Lana Laurans. The girl you find smiling all the time, thos sparkling colourful eyes, her funky hair do's, getting good grades, her crazy outfits she'd wear everyday, the way she'd laugh when somebody tells a joke, her loud music echoing down the street of her neighborhood...they even missed the way she talked about wrestling. That girl was gone, and there was nothing they could do about it, untill one night, Lana recieved something unexpected...
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"Yo, Lana! It's time to wake up. Common...i made your favourite breakfast; chocolate chip whuffles!" Lana's best friend, DJ, woke her the next morning.
All Lana did was open her eyes. She'd been awake since 5am, she looked at her sidetable clock, it was now 11am. She didn't get much sleep, but she wasn't that tired either. Lana got up slowly and looked around her room. She had posters all over her walls, and ceiling and some of her paintings. Usually, when she looks at her Jeff Hardy poster, she'd smile. But this time, it had no affect on her. She frowned and looked over to her friend. She'd been watching her the whole time. "Hey, DJ." was all that came out of her mouth.
DJ smiled. "Do you prefer breakfast in bed, or getting your ass up and going downstairs to eat so your poor friend doesn't have to suffer bringing you your food?"
All Lana did was sigh. "I'm gonna go to the washroom first and I'll meet you downstairs when im ready, ok?"
DJ gave her a half smile. She can tell that Lana was thinking of her mom. "Whatever you say Lan. Oh yeah, i have a surprize waiting for you downstairs, so if you'd hurry, the faster you get to read it. Oops!" DJ always gave surprizes away. Even Lana's so called surprize party...but other than that, DJ was her best friend.
Lana gave her friend a smile, kind of like a smirk. DJ was so glad to finally see that on her face again. "Hey, it's about time!" DJ ran over to her best friend and gave her a great big hug.
"Ok, Deege...you can let go now!" Lana exclaimed.
DJ immediatly let go.
Lana shook her head and smiled. She left for the washroom, and turned around before she shut the door, "It feels good to smile again."
DJ let out a laugh, "Yeah, keep this up and you'll be laughing again."
"Let's just wait and see." Lana said.
DJ got up, "hope it'll be soon, your whuffles are getting cold."
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Lana came to the kitchen without DJ noticing. DJ was startled when Lana inhaled like Goldust, which scared her half to death.
"Lana!" DJ yelled, "Don't ever do that again you hear me?" DJ sound serious for once.
Lana took a good look at her angry expression, and burst out laughing. DJ couldn't help it but laughed along with herLana was the first to recover. She sighed happily, "That felt great."
"Yeah, i know how you feel. It's good to see you like this again."
Lana smiled back. She felt much better thanks to her best friend. She noticed something different about her. New hair cut? New clothes? New makup?
There was an awkward silence. Lana was the first to break it. "So, Deege, what's new?" she asked cooly, like nothing bad has ever happened.
DJ looked over at her, with a silly smile spreaded accross her face. "Oh, lots of things Lan...Lots of things..." she trailed off.
"Well, what is it?" Lana asked impatiently. She's ben staying home too much. She needed to catch up on things. "Well?"
There was another awkward silence, then suddenly, "Tevin asked me to marry him!"
Lana's eyes went wide. "You've got to be kidding me! Well, it's about time! You guys have been dating for...how long?"
DJ leaned back on her chair; imagining his face, "6. Years."
Lana smiled. She was really happy for her best friend. So you're wondering if Lana has a boyfriend? Well, she's been single for a while now. Last boyfriend dumped her because he thought she wrestles too much after school with the guys. He probably thought it was odd having a girlfriend that would kick your ass. He wasn't her type anyway. Lana likes the extreme types; guys with style, strong attitude, great sense of humor and athletic. You know, the extreme type, like her obsession with Jeff Hardy. She's practically his biggest fan. Lana was so deep into her thoughts that she didn't pay any attention to DJ.
"So do you want to see it or not?" was all Lana heard.
Lana broke out of her thoughts and turned her head to face DJ. "See what?" she asked.
DJ sighed and put her hands to her hips. "The letter that came for you in the mail." She grabbed a white envelope from the table and stuck it in Lana's face. "And guess who it's from?"
Lana took the letter from DJ's hand and read the name. Mark Calloway. Wait a minute, that name sounds familiar Lana thought. She teared open the envelope and took out the blue lined paper. She read,
To my dearest daughter, Lana.
Hey honey, I know this may be shocking for you, but, it's me...your father...
to be continued...
A/N: Chapter too short? Sorry. I kind of ran out of ideas. Well how did you think of it so far? Review please :p oh and just a reminder, NO FLAMES!
Thank you for reding!
- Sk8er-Girl
Author: Sk8er-Girl
Disclaimer: i own every word i say except for the people i mention in the story, the wrestlers' moves and the locations. I only own Lana and her friends.
A/N: hey wrestling fanfiction readers. It's me again...Sk8er-Girl! This is my second FanFic...and well...i wasn't happy with the first. I know some of you guys hated it too. My apologies. I deleted it. Well...after you're done with this chapter, tell me what you think about it and if you like it tell me and i'll continue. The might be some bad grammer but please don't laugh; im not a pro at writing. Please don't write any flames, the WWC reviews really hurt my feelings but i understand. Sorry if it was confusing...what can i say? It was a chat. Ok, on with the story...
Lana Laurans
Can it get any worse? Lana thought finally, as she cried herself to sleep. These days had been a very hard for Lana Laurans. Just yesterday, she turned twenty. Her friends came up with a surprize party, but nothing can cheer her up, or compare to what has happened to her. It was her 20th birthday...the one birthday her mother missed. It wasn't her fault though; it was Lana's. Just a few weeks ago, her mother died of the September 11th tragedy. Lana blames herself of her mothers death, because she told her mother to work another day so that she can see Lana perform at a contest; so her mom can cheer for her.
That very morning-while Lana was practicing with her guitar-her friend came running in and told Lana about the Twin Towers.
That night, all Lana did was cry her eyes out. She couldn't believe it herself. No one could. Everyone tried their best to cheer her up, but it was no use. She'd been miserable since then. Lonely and depressed.
Her friends were worried that she might become suicidal after they noticed that she haven't ate, slept or talked much. She was beginning to look pale. Her friends missed the real Lana Laurans. The girl you find smiling all the time, thos sparkling colourful eyes, her funky hair do's, getting good grades, her crazy outfits she'd wear everyday, the way she'd laugh when somebody tells a joke, her loud music echoing down the street of her neighborhood...they even missed the way she talked about wrestling. That girl was gone, and there was nothing they could do about it, untill one night, Lana recieved something unexpected...
___________________
"Yo, Lana! It's time to wake up. Common...i made your favourite breakfast; chocolate chip whuffles!" Lana's best friend, DJ, woke her the next morning.
All Lana did was open her eyes. She'd been awake since 5am, she looked at her sidetable clock, it was now 11am. She didn't get much sleep, but she wasn't that tired either. Lana got up slowly and looked around her room. She had posters all over her walls, and ceiling and some of her paintings. Usually, when she looks at her Jeff Hardy poster, she'd smile. But this time, it had no affect on her. She frowned and looked over to her friend. She'd been watching her the whole time. "Hey, DJ." was all that came out of her mouth.
DJ smiled. "Do you prefer breakfast in bed, or getting your ass up and going downstairs to eat so your poor friend doesn't have to suffer bringing you your food?"
All Lana did was sigh. "I'm gonna go to the washroom first and I'll meet you downstairs when im ready, ok?"
DJ gave her a half smile. She can tell that Lana was thinking of her mom. "Whatever you say Lan. Oh yeah, i have a surprize waiting for you downstairs, so if you'd hurry, the faster you get to read it. Oops!" DJ always gave surprizes away. Even Lana's so called surprize party...but other than that, DJ was her best friend.
Lana gave her friend a smile, kind of like a smirk. DJ was so glad to finally see that on her face again. "Hey, it's about time!" DJ ran over to her best friend and gave her a great big hug.
"Ok, Deege...you can let go now!" Lana exclaimed.
DJ immediatly let go.
Lana shook her head and smiled. She left for the washroom, and turned around before she shut the door, "It feels good to smile again."
DJ let out a laugh, "Yeah, keep this up and you'll be laughing again."
"Let's just wait and see." Lana said.
DJ got up, "hope it'll be soon, your whuffles are getting cold."
____________________
Lana came to the kitchen without DJ noticing. DJ was startled when Lana inhaled like Goldust, which scared her half to death.
"Lana!" DJ yelled, "Don't ever do that again you hear me?" DJ sound serious for once.
Lana took a good look at her angry expression, and burst out laughing. DJ couldn't help it but laughed along with herLana was the first to recover. She sighed happily, "That felt great."
"Yeah, i know how you feel. It's good to see you like this again."
Lana smiled back. She felt much better thanks to her best friend. She noticed something different about her. New hair cut? New clothes? New makup?
There was an awkward silence. Lana was the first to break it. "So, Deege, what's new?" she asked cooly, like nothing bad has ever happened.
DJ looked over at her, with a silly smile spreaded accross her face. "Oh, lots of things Lan...Lots of things..." she trailed off.
"Well, what is it?" Lana asked impatiently. She's ben staying home too much. She needed to catch up on things. "Well?"
There was another awkward silence, then suddenly, "Tevin asked me to marry him!"
Lana's eyes went wide. "You've got to be kidding me! Well, it's about time! You guys have been dating for...how long?"
DJ leaned back on her chair; imagining his face, "6. Years."
Lana smiled. She was really happy for her best friend. So you're wondering if Lana has a boyfriend? Well, she's been single for a while now. Last boyfriend dumped her because he thought she wrestles too much after school with the guys. He probably thought it was odd having a girlfriend that would kick your ass. He wasn't her type anyway. Lana likes the extreme types; guys with style, strong attitude, great sense of humor and athletic. You know, the extreme type, like her obsession with Jeff Hardy. She's practically his biggest fan. Lana was so deep into her thoughts that she didn't pay any attention to DJ.
"So do you want to see it or not?" was all Lana heard.
Lana broke out of her thoughts and turned her head to face DJ. "See what?" she asked.
DJ sighed and put her hands to her hips. "The letter that came for you in the mail." She grabbed a white envelope from the table and stuck it in Lana's face. "And guess who it's from?"
Lana took the letter from DJ's hand and read the name. Mark Calloway. Wait a minute, that name sounds familiar Lana thought. She teared open the envelope and took out the blue lined paper. She read,
To my dearest daughter, Lana.
Hey honey, I know this may be shocking for you, but, it's me...your father...
to be continued...
A/N: Chapter too short? Sorry. I kind of ran out of ideas. Well how did you think of it so far? Review please :p oh and just a reminder, NO FLAMES!
Thank you for reding!
- Sk8er-Girl