I do not own the WWE or the people in it… However I DO own the Characters of Miley Chimera and Jess Hardy. I hope you like what you read, this is my first piece so be brutal I need all the criticism I can get thanks!
"Gah, you and your stupid harebrain schemes!" Jess yelled trudging down Spadina towards Niagara Street shaking her head violently before glaring at the person next to her.
"How the hell was I supposed to know that that security guard would kick us out of Duffrin Mall because we were causing a ruckus?" Miley Chimera Jess's best friend asked with a pout trying to keep up with her best friend, looking out of breath.
"How?…HOW! I'll tell you how Miley. The reason is all because you can't keep you mouth shut. The reason is that you tell Tanika. Our nemesis," Jess stressed, "the one who now wants to beat the crap out of me!" Jess screams at Miley, finally slowing down just a little bit so Miley could catch up without running to catch up to her.
"All I did was tell Tanika that she was another useless pretty face and that you could take her any day of the week." Miley said with so innocence in her voice. Jess glared at Miley again while Miley was trying to keep up. Jess and Miley then turned into Jess' driveway and walked up and onto a path that lead to the front do on the side of the house, and opened the door, without another word Miley dropped the subject walking through the threshold and into the foyer.
"Mom, I'm home and Miley's with me." Jess yelled taking off her black and white skater shoes and walking towards the kitchen, which was passed the stairs on the left and to the front of them. But was intercepted by Trish who came from the living room to the right of them.
"Oh good you're home," Trish, Jess' mom answered back walking into the foyer, "what happened to your face." Trish asked trying to look at Jess' face, but couldn't because Jess had her hand covering part of her left side of her face.
"Mooom stop trying to look at me like that, why are you so nosey, I'm fine no biggy. Is Ron home?" Jess asked in a frightened tone. Trish not noticing, but dropped the subject.
" No Ron's not home, I don't know why you don't call him dad, I've been married to him since you were three." Trish complained, flicking her strawberry blond hair over her shoulder.
"Just listen to what you just said….He's not my dad, so I don't have to call him dad if I don't want to okay?" Jess countered
"Oh Jess," Trish huffed, " Your just as stubborn as your father." Trish looked at Jess with tears in her eyes. Making her honey brown eyes to sparkle in sadness.
"Well at least you know him, because I sure don't. Come on Miles lets go to my room and listen to music or something." Jess said tears brimming in her beautiful hazily green eyes. Jogging up the stairs, Miley followed.
"Jess…Jess… JESSICA NICOLE HARDY! Answer me this instant." Trish yelled. Jess stopped at the top of the stairs and looked at her mother with hatred.
"And why should I?" Jess' voice almost in a whisper, continued walking to her door. She opened her door and ushered Miley in then slammed her door and turned on Pearl Jam that was turned up an optical higher than Trish would of liked.