Title: P.S. I Love You
Chapter 1: Forced to write a letter
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the idea of the story and things you don't recognize.
Summary: Eight people finding friendship and love through writing letters to each other.
Something to remember: I will be only working on eight people no more no less.
It was September 20, 2008 the day everything changed. As soon as they got to class they wished they hadn't. A normal day, at Greenwich High all girls school, for Trish Stratus, Stacy Keibler Amy Dumas and Stephanie McMahon had turned horrific or at least in their eyes. Placed on each of their desks, as well as everyone else's, was a piece of paper and pen. Stephanie McMahon, the popular one of the group had turned to Mrs. Roberts. Mrs. Roberts was their English teacher. She was cool with all the kids. It didn't matter how fast they got their work done or how they did it just as long as they didn't copy or cheat.
"Mrs. Roberts what is this?" Stephanie said as she pointed to the supplies on her desk.
"That is what you'll need for today and that it is it." She smiled sweetly
Stephanie turned and sat with the other girls. Once the class was seated Mrs. Roberts spoke.
"Today class we only have one assignment." the class smiled as they were happy with the less work load.
"You will all just have to write a letter to Green Bay High all boys school." All the girls were not sure what to think. Mrs. Roberts went to her desk and sat waiting for them to write and finish their letter. No one started .
"Oh and if you don't do this you will fail my class, and then you will write a letter to your parents instead of to a Green Bay student.
Green Bay is a school for boys it was kind of like Greenwich High. The kids there were at that school the same reason why the girls were at their school. They all had bad habits. More or less the boys definitely showed it more than the girls. Stephanie McMahon had thought and ended up writing:
Dear who ever is reading this,
My name is Stephanie Marie McMahon. Don't forget it. Really don't want to do this, but don't want to fail. I always get what I want. I am popular one of the prettiest girls at this school and I m proud of it. My brithday is on the 24th of this month.
Stephanie McMahon
Stephanie smiled at her letter and folded it up. She put it into the envelope. Stephanie then got up and placed her letter on Mrs. Roberts desk then sat down and read her magazine while she waited for her friends to finish. The next to finish was Amy Dumas. She really didn't want to do this and she was going to make sure she did the minimum of work.
Dear person,
Hi
Amy Dumas
That's how Amy was. She is the lazy argumentative one. It was her way or the highway. She always does the minimum on each assignment. She was lazy and as long as she was passing she didn't care. She did the same as Stephanie and sat back down and put her head down to sleep. Stacy Keibler. She was the crazy one. You'd never know what she's going do or say. Which sometimes scared the girls.
Dear ,
If you wondering why I put the line where your name is supposed to be is because I don't know your name. So your should tell me. I guess I should to you my name too! I'm Stacy Keibler. I Like being me. Which is totally random, or at least that's what my friends say. I'm tall with blond hair. Ooooooo! My legs go from here all the way to here. Hey that doesn't work. It works better in person. But my legs are 41inches. That's the size of two midgets. Oh that sounds mean so ill say two small people. Ok talk to you later bye bye.
Your new friend
Stacy Keibler
Stacy folded her letter and fowled the actions of Stephanie and Amy. Then sat down and stared at a fly buzzing around. The last is Trish Stratus. She had mind of her own. Which made her the nerd/dork of the group. I say nerd because she is really smart and always at the top of her class. It always came to her naturally. So she had brains and beauty, and she loved it.
Dear Student of Green Bay High,
My name is Trish Stratus. I'm very smart and pretty. I like to hanging out with friends, studying and spending time with my family. I have a younger brother named Calvin. He annoys me a lot but I'm used to it. I'm 17 and turn 18 December 18. So tell me about yourself. What do you like? What are you like? My friends say I'm a nerd and a dork, but I'm just myself which I love.
Sincerely
Trish Stratus
Trish folded her letter neatly and carefully slide it into the envelope, and placed it on Mrs. Roberts desk. As then she sat down at her desk and looked over notes. Later the bell sounded and school was out. The girls talked for a few minutes then went to practice or meetings. Stephanie McMahon went to her Cheerleading practice where she is head cheer leader. Which she loved. Trish Stratus went to her Social Chair meeting about a school carnival in hope of getting the principle to say yes to let them finally invite boys to their carnival. Amy Dumas left for her afternoon job at the pound. She loves animals and wants to be a Veterinary. Stacy Keibler went to dance rehearsal. She had been dancing since she was five. After that when they get home they call each other up and four-way a conversation.
"So what do you think of this new assignment?" Trish said thinking back to early today.
"I think its stupid. I mean who care about it. I don't see why we have to be pen pals with a bunch of stupid boys." You could tell that was Amy with her argumentative side coming out.
"I think it sound fun. Come on Amy. Your getting to meet new people." Stacy giggled.
"Well I think I need to know who I'm talking to." Stephanie made clear to them.
"You just want to see if he is cute or not so you don't waste your time flirting." Trish laughed.
"Whatever," Stephanie said in defeat.
"I can't wait to see what they wrote back." Stacy smiled
"I can" Amy smirked.
The girls said their good byes and hung up the phone. They went to bed and thought about tomorrow. Some looking forward to the letter and some not.
Earlier that day
It was September 20, 2008 the day everything changed. As soon as they got to class they wished they hadn't. A normal day, at Green Bay High all boys school, for Chris Jericho, Randy Orton, Matt Hardy and Paul Levesque had turned horrific or at least in their eyes. Written clearly on the white board was: Pen Pals. They couldn't believe it. So Paul Levesque, the Degenerate of the group, went to Mr. Roberts desk.
"Sit Levesque I will tell you and the class the class starts." Mr. Roberts stated.
Paul smirked. Mr. Roberts knew his routine. So lately Mr. Roberts has been on his game. Which made Paul find more ways to torture his teacher. That's just what Paul did. He played pranks on everyone. Even his closets friends, Randy Orton Chris Jericho Matt Hardy, and Shawn Michaels. Paul and Shawn had made their infamous group DX. The school feared them for the most part. As seeing as they did whatever they wanted when they wanted. The bell rang and Mr. Roberts began to explain the two words that changed Paul Randy Chris and Matt's lives.
"Starting tomorrow you will receive a letter from your new pen pals from Greenwich High." Mr. Roberts announced
"What!" The class groaned.
"We believe this would be good for you to get interaction with other people, and if your do this at the end we as in both schools we'll take you on a field trip for you to meet." Mr. Roberts smiled winning some of the student over.
"What happens if we don't do this?" Paul called out
"Besides not going on the field trip you will fail my class." stated the teacher.
"That's bull-" Paul began
"Levesque don't even start" Mr. Roberts quickly said before he finished his sentence.
Paul smirked.
"Aren't the girls there all stuck up and snobby?" Randy Orton asked and the whole class agreeing
"No they are all like the female versions of you." Mr. Roberts explained
"Great," Chris Jericho rolled his eyes "That's what we need a bunch of girls and their letters in the way." the class laughed
"Jericho trust me it will be worth it." Reasoned Mr. Roberts.
"Yeah man give it a try." Matt Hardy siding with his teacher
"Yeah whatever" Chris finished
Paul turned to his friends after class. They all had only 30 minutes to get to where they needed to be, but it only took them about 10. So they stop to talk. They all met up at the tree in the back of the school. Randy Orton always was their first since his class was always closets. Randy was a pretty boy. He didn't have much to say but he did have his opinions. Randy was more laid back in the group. He did love his motorcycles more than anything in the world, and would never let anyone ride them ever. Next to come was Matt Hardy. He was the dare devil in their group. He did things no one would expect or was too afraid to do. Besides that the only thing he love more than being a dare devil is his food. Matt loves to eat as a hobby. So most call him fat, or in that area. Chris Jericho makes his way there third. The rock star of the group. When he's not with them he's with Fozzy, his band, or writing songs. Chris is more pumped with a lot of attitude. When Paul got there they talked.
"If were doing this I hope I get someone hot." Paul smiled at the thought.
"Yeah well I just hope she's not annoying" Chris stated with no emotion in his voice.
"Chris what's your problem?" Matt asked.
"Nothing." he said and walked off for reversal.
"I didn't even do anything." Matt said confused.
"Well whatever it is he'll get over it." Randy spoke. "So Matt are you looking forward to this?"
"Yeah its sounds fun since no one else really wants to do it." Matt smiled
Paul shook his head, "That's so you."
"Yeah I know" Matt laughed, "We'll got to go see you guys later." Matt said before leaving for his house.
"Well that jut leaves me and you." Paul said to Randy
"Nope just you I have somewhere to be." Randy smirked
"And where's that?" Paul questioned.
"The track. Just got my new motorcycle. So see ya." Randy waved as he left.
"Whatever," Paul laughed as he went to the store and bought lots and lots of green and black spray paint.