Well here we go again! Hurray for Union Pines!
Written for me, since I'm a Moore-on!
Union Pines High school. The first time I set foot in that school everyone looked at me like I had ninety-one heads or something. It sucked. Not even the teachers hid the disdain in their voices when addressing me. Only the lunch ladies were nice to me, they gave me free food.
I guess everyone hated me because of what I look like. I had red hair with obvious dark roots,
I was wearing my brothers old combat boots, and a Bret Hart shirt I turned into a dress.
At lunch, instead of eating like everyone else, I had decided to get used to my locker combination.
When I got there I saw a guy from my first two classes leaning against my locker, talking to a senior with weird eyebrows.
"Hey, get off my locker, you cute thing you." he just looked at me like I was the math book he threw at me earlier.
"How big of a wrestling fan are you?" he asked scratching his chin.
"I've shattered my pelvis trying to do a back flip onto my brother Camp LeJeune three years ago"
I smirked.
"Three years ago? How are you not paralyzed?" the older guy asked.
"Rehab." I opened my locker and pulled out gym clothes.
"Sweet, can we see your schedule?" he asked.
"Sure, here, how'd you know I'm new?" I handed it to them.
"Shannon was all like"Dude there's this super hot chick in my first two classes," and I was all like "did you ask her out?" and he was like "No, I threw a Math book at her."" he handed my schedule back and laughed.
"By the way, I'm Melanie." I slammed my locker shut.
"We have the rest of the day together." Shannon said not really looking at me, which I will admit was very hot.
"Art, Drama, Gym, and English, in that order." I looked at him and smiled.
"I'm Jeff by the way." Shannon laughed when I looked at Jeff like he just appeared.
"I know you!" I shouted and jumped in the air.
"How?" they both asked.
"Our dads meet up once at year for a little reunion thing with five other guys, and I went one year and you and your brother were there. Your brother kissed me." I giggled.
"I remember, you pushed me in the mud." Jeff got a far off look in his eye.
"Anyway, shall we get to class?" Shannon asked and offered his arm to me. Instead of linking arms with him,
I put my fingers in his belt loop and pulled him along.
"Well Shanny, we don't know each other, like at all, but you are mine." Shannon's face turned red as Jeff began laughing his ass off. When we got into the class girls were still looking at me funny.
Shannon without missing a beat saw that I was burying my feelings and went off on the girls.
"Hey Talia, listen, if your mean to our girl, than we're gonna have to beat the snot out of your little boyfriend, Shane Helms, no problem, right Jeff?" Jeff nodded. You see, Shane was a Tenth-Grader, who as dating Talia, the main girl making fun of me.
"Moore, Hardy, go sit down, young lady come up here," The teacher snapped at us. "Class, this is Melanie, she's from Chicago. Melanie, why don't you tell us about yourself?"
"Okay, well I'm a huge wrestling fan, as you can clearly tell my favorite is Bret Hart, I went to WrestleManias five, six, and seven, My dad was a Marine, but he's retired. My mother, crazy, brother, dead.
And I live with Coach Bruce and his wife since he's my mom's brother." I rocked back and forth on the balls of my feet. "Any questions?"
"What gang were you in?" Talia laughed.
"I was in the Anti-Stupid Redneck Girls gang. No I'm just kidding, My brother kept me away from that source of violence, so he pointed me down the path of The World Wrestling Federation. Oh and I have been jumped before." I laughed, no one else did.
"Melanie, what are you doing this afternoon?" Shannon asked as I sat down.
"Spending it with you guys?" I asked hopefully.
"Sweet, Mellie's gonna hang out with us." Jeff said and I squeaked.
"What's wrong?" they both asked
"My brother used to call me that."
"Oh well, I'm sorry I didn't know." Jeff apologized as he rubbed my back.
"No it's total grooves." I stated with a fake smile.
"So is your uncle going to be ok with you coming home with us?" Jeff asked playing with his keys.
"Yeah he knows I planned on going into town for a few hours, all I have to say is I'm going home with Jeff Hardy-" Jeff shook his head.
"No Coach Bruce doesn't like me, the woman he's married to dated my dad and I put sand in her gas tank."
"That was you? she told me about that, I laughed for three hours. But he'll be cool with it. I'm his favorite neice."
"How many neices does he have?" Shannon asked.
"Twelve, and six nephews." Shannon and Jeff looked at eachother in amazement as the bell rang for Drama. "Four of them are my siblings."
"Dang, you're parents, aunts and uncles stayed busy." Jeff laughed.
"No, My mom just got married a lot." I said. "She's married to this guy named Hennigan, they had a baby, he's like, twelve, she named him after my dad, John."
"Cool, wait is that cool?" Jeff asked.
"Yeah totally, I like the kid, he's into wrestling, we'd wrestle all the time. I'd win."
"I've got an idea," shannon leaned in close to me and Jeff causing us to lean in as well. "Let's go now. Nobody's home at my house, we can go there."
"Sweet, it's a party, of three, do we get to see your room?" I smiled.
"No I'm saving that for when it's just you and me." he responded with a smile.
Naughty Shannon!
