Author: Princess-Asturia

Disclaimer: Look... I don't own wrestling, and I don't have enough money to pay if ever that the owners get mad... Author's clarification: Just to separate the scenes coz I just found out now... well actually when I decided to check on how my fic looks like... it looked ugly... and to make up for the things I did wrong I decided to use some things to separate the scenes... so... if you would see a sign that goes like this... I just used numbers (9-9).

Chapter 1: Meeting the gangs of school

"Okay, Randy..." Bob said for the umpteenth time that day.

"I know... stay out of trouble and make sure I attend every single class for the day."

Bob looked at him knowingly.

"And for the rest of the school year as well." Randy sighed.

"So you'll go to school with John?"

"John can't come today, he caught Rob's flu." Randy laughed.

"So you're going to your new school alone? I hope you don't bump into some bad crowd on the way."

"Sure dad... I know a bad crowd when I see one." Randy rolled his eyes.

9-9

He looked around, seeing very few familiar faces. There's the GM of Raw... what's his name again? Ernie Bistroff or something, he thought, absorbed by his thoughts until he heard a loud thud.

"Watch where you're going, freak!"

"Is it the nice way of talking to a man?" A blond hunk smirked.

"Whatever, Hunter!" The raven-haired diva sneered. "Keep your junkies out of my way, next time or they'll have to pick up every bit of their teeth in the end of my shoes!"

"What the hell is wrong with that woman?" He said looking at her slim back.

"That was Victoria... don't mess with her, man... she's tougher than she looks." The taller man laughed. "Oh yeah... This is Richard Fleihr, known in WWE as Ric Flair, my manager, I'm not yet in the business for real, but I was thinking of forming my group before the real deal begins... this muscle beside me is Dave Bautista; also known as The animal Batista, tough and unbeatable... I'm Paul Michael Levesque; Hunter Hearst Helmsley... some people call me Triple h but most people regard me as the cerebral assassin... and my friends call my The game or champ. You take the pick."

"How's about calling him big nose?" Another blondie smirked. "Considering his nose can cover the whole school."

"Back off fruitcake..." He sneered.

The blond senior smirked. "I wouldn't want to hang out with them, if I were you, they're nothing but bad news take it from the one with experience."

"Well that is if I WERE you." Randy smirked. "Didn't you hear what the champ said, fruitcake? Or can't you get a clue?"

The blond senior frowned and turned around. "You'll regret everything once you know who they really are."

"Yeah! Get lost you moronic ass!" Flair yelled, turning slightly red on the process.

"And you are?" Batista narrowed his eyes on the retreating senior.

"Randy Orton." Randy said.

"Bob Orton's little man, I see." Flair rubbed his chin. "I worked withhim several times before... good man that Bob Orton... I'm sure you are, too."

"Come with Evolution and we'll be your solution through the whole school." Triple h smirked.

"Everyone practically worships us... we're untouchable... respected and not to mention... the most good-looking bunch in school." Batista laughed.

"Although we don't steal other people's girls... that's against the code of evolution... if a girl is taken... leave her alone... unless the girl takes the first step... then you can go for the gold!" Flair said rubbing his hand together.

"You see those weirdos? They call themselves the mexicools... they're maxicans as you can see the one with the bandana, that's Juventud, the over grown jackass beside him is Psicosis, and Super Crazy... and believe me, his name speaks for his attitude." Triple h sneered. "Moving on."

"Those three fur-wearing geeks are the MNM's... Mercury, Nitro, and Melina... they act as if they're royalty when the truth is that there's only one royalty walking in this school." He smirked.

"And that man of course is The Game! Wooooo!" Flair said.

Randy smiled.

"No Randy... evolution don't do smiles... we smirk... never smile... I wouldn't get caught dead smiling." Triple h smirked. "You ought to know the do's and don't's of evolution first; evolution never smiles..."

"Never talks to people below our league... is the highest of all..."

"Never bows down to anyone... gets all the things we want... and most of all."

"Evolution IS Triple h." Triple h smirked.

Randy nodded; getting the fact that he's about to be taken for the ride of his life.

"The fruitcake a while ago is Hunter's ex best friend; Michael Hickenbottom, he calls himself the heartbbreak kid Shawn Michaels." Flair explained

"That slut walking pass the MNM is Stacy... she dated Dave and you know the rest."

"I dumped her infront of the whole school." Batista smirked.

"See those ladies over there?" He said pointing to some muscled women. "We call them 'The muscled Geeks' Jazz, Shaniqua, and Jacquelyn. The muscle building women of World Wrestling High."

"Those ladies to the right... the ones wearing almost nothing are the high people in the pep squad... one of the sluttiest dirtbag you'll come across the school... Ashley, Candice Michelle, and Maria."

"And when there are sluts... there are nuns... Mickie James; Trish's most beloved follower... you'll see Trish later... and Christy."

Randy gazed from gangs to gangs... watching and trying to remember every divission there is in the school.

"And of course there's the gang of Trish, we call them 'The Unreachables'... together with Lita, Lilian, Torrie, Miss Jackie, and Rico... the school's 'sexiest female'" Triple h laughed.

"Ah! The biker; Mark Calloway, or The Undertaker." Batista smirked looking at two big men. "And his retarded brother... Kane."

"The Los Guererros... Chavo and Eddie; watch out for your stuff... they'll steal it in a blink of an eye." Flair frowned.

"The other mexican... alone, sometimes... but he usually hangs with the Guererros; Rey Mysterio. Little twit!" Hunter sneered.

"Are those all of the women here? So where does Victoria belong to?"

"No where, she hangs out with practically almost anyone." Triple h smirked. "We've been trying to make her join us... and believe me... it's no walk in the park."

Randy sighed.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"Don't tell me you wanna hit on the Amazonic babe of the school?" Batista frowned. "Lay off man, the thorn's mine."

"Oh yeah, forgot to tell you about Dave liking Victoria... he's been in love with her since pre- k... and never seems to get the girl." Triple h laughed.

"I don't like her man... it's just that I keep on wondering where she belongs to."

"Here, in Evolution, in my arms." Batista smirked.

"Oh... that's gonna be a tough one." Randy laughed, earning him a hard smack on the arm from Batista.

"I think we've covered the whole gang thing... we still have thirty minutes till class starts... any ideas?" Hunter smirked.

"Just show me the whole school and all will be dandy." Randy smirked.

Author's note: Liked it? Is Randy starting to like Victoria? You'll see... I'm still open to flames... oh yeah, I don't want Eddie to die, so just stick with me on that part.