A/N: And yes I know! A brand new story! OMG! Lately, I've had so many ideas in mind! This is different than my other two though because it's a high school story! I hope you guys enjoy it. There are many characters in this story, but the main ones are Miz/Eve, John C/Maryse, Kelly/Randy, and Layla/Alberto! Yes, I went there and please don't diss on my pairings! :) I wanted to try something new! :) Summary: Eve Torres left her hometown when everyone humiliated her in the seventh grade. Now that she is a senior she is back for some revenge. She is more confident and sexier than ever, but what she didn't expect was to fall deeply in love for her number one bully. Can she forget about her revenge and start a "healthy" relationship with him?


CHAPTER 1

Who's That Girl?

The only thing Layla El was expecting on this day was a simple "happy birthday" from her boyfriend, Alberto Del Rio. Just because they've been fighting and arguing over every little thing as of late didn't mean he couldn't text her to say something, right? With the way he was acting lately it just made her feel he had some other girl. How was she going to know he was faithful when he went to a totally different school then her? She looked at her lime green iPhone one last time but she had no missed calls or texts. She felt a tear roll down her face and she quickly wiped it away. She checked herself on the side mirror of her car and went inside the pharmacy. She so didn't want to do this but who would do it for her if she had no friends since they all turned their backs on her when she started dating Alberto. And it was all just because he was a part of the football team which was the biggest rival of her own school.

She grabs the small box and quickly walks to the cashier. The old woman looks at her then shakes her head at Layla. She completely ignores the older woman, pays her, and makes her way back to her school's parking lot. She regretted doing so when she saw all her former friends, Kelly Blank, Michelle McCool, and Rosa Mendes together; laughing and gossiping about the latest break-up between Alicia Fox and Ron Killings. She couldn't believe she used to be a part of the "Flawless" clique. What the hell was she thinking treating people that way? Well, she was so immature back then, but now she saw how life really worked. Sooner or later the "Flawless" group will find out life isn't as easy as it seems to be.

She was decided to ignore them as she past them them but that didn't go as she planned.

"Oh, my gosh, you guys, do you guys smell that?" Michelle asked pinching her nose.

"No, what are you talking about?" Kelly asked clueless to my presence.

"It's the worst smell ever! Smells like a backstabbing slut!" Michelle said looking at Layla.

Layla turned around and walked up to her three ex-best friends.

"What the hell is your problem with me?" Layla screamed at Michelle.

"Hey, honey, don't raise your voice at me! Do you know who I am?" Michelle said pointing at herself.

"Well, then don't mess with me again. I'm not in a good mood right now and all you're doing is getting me even more pissed." Layla got in Michelle's face.

"No one tells me what to do. And now I'll make sure I make your senior year like hell for you," Michelle smiled at Layla.

"Then just bring it. I'm not scared," Layla said than kept walking.

She heard Rosa and Kelly calming Michelle down. How in the world did she manage to stand up to Michelle? She ran to the bathroom and went into a stall. She grabbed her purse and got out the pregnancy test. She took a deep breath and opened it. She went through the instructions carefully twice before actually taking the test. How did it all come down to this? She had always being a big supporter of sex until marriage and now look at her: she was taking a pregnancy test on her senior year. She looks at her clock on her iPhone. It had been four minutes. She was scared to look at that stupid little stick. Her heart was now pounding three times the normal rate. She grabs it, takes a deep breath, slowly lets it out, and finally manages to see the results. She puts her left hand on her mouth and lets her tears fall down her cheek. She needed someone by her side more than ever. She felt more alone than ever. What was she going to do now? This has seriously been the worst birthday of her eighteen years of living.


Eve Torres couldn't believe she was back to the place she hated the most back in the seventh grade. All of her then classmates had taken the pleasure of teasing her for having a father in jail and an alcoholic/drug addict mother. They didn't care she was already hurting at home; they wanted to hurt her even more. It's like the students of Blue Ridge High School loved and got pleasure from hurting the less fortunate. Well everyone, but Daniel Bryan and Evan Bourne. They had remained her friends through all these years and never lost contact with each other. She was grateful for that. That was what true friendship was all about. She took a deep breath and smiled when she saw one of her best friend making his way to her with a raven-haired girl. Probably the girl he says he's deeply in love with.

"Well, look what we finally have here," Daniel said taking Eve in his arms.

She gave out a light laugh.

"I'm so glad you are finally back to your home. And look at this gorgeous girl next to me," he continued; pointing at the girl that was standing next to him.

"So you are the famous, Gail Kim, huh?" Eve smiled.

"Well, I don't know about famous, but I am Gail Kim. And that's what I was going to say about you; the famous Eve Torres. My boyfriend here talks a lot about you that I already feel I know you as much as he does," she laughed.

"Oh, really?" Eve said sarcastically.

They heard the bell ring.

"Ok, well, I should go to the counselor's office to get my schedule, but I'll see you two love birds later. Don't be late for class," Eve said.

They both waved at her than she ran looking for the counselor's office when she bumped into a good-looking muscular boy.

"Oh, I'm sorry," he said apologetically.

"Don't worry about it," she said. "But now that I bumped into you, how about you tell me where the counselor's office is?" she asked looking straight into his green eyes.

"Um, yea, I'll take you there," he said.

"Thanks, that is so nice of you," she said giving him a smile.

"So, I'm guessing you're new here," he said; as he showed her the way.

"Um, yea, you can say that. So what's your name," she asked; trying to change that subject.

"Ted DiBiase Jr. And yours?"

"Eve Torres," she smiled.

"Well, here it is," he said pointing at the door in front of them.

"Thanks, Ted. I owe you one," she winked and walked into the counselor's office.

Ted smiled at her comment. If there is one thing he wanted from that sexy Latina was a night with her. And the way she acted seemed like she was the easy, slutty kind of girls. Just the way Ted liked them. Now he knew exactly who his next sex partner of the year was going to be.

He was interrupted on his thoughts by Mike "Miz" Mizanin, Cody Rhodes, and Randy Orton.

"Who's that girl?" Miz asked curiously.

"That girl is my next fuck buddy," Ted laughed.

Miz and Randy both rolled their eyes at Ted's immaturity. If there was one thing these two had in common; it was their respectful ways towards women. Cody, on the other hand, high-fived him.

"Uh, man, she's so hot," Cody said.

"She looked pretty decent to me," Randy said.

Ted raised an eyebrow and smiled widely.

"I smell a bet," he said excitedly.

Randy shook his head.

"I'm pretty sure Randy will agree with me when I say that there will be no bet over that girl or any other girl for that matter," Miz replied.

"Yea, and that's because you know I'll win. I'm a DiBiase, and we DiBiase's always get what we want," Ted said proudly.

"We'll see about that," Miz said.


That afternoon, Maryse Ouellet watched, from outside her new home, as a young brunette about her age arrived next door. She was probably home from school. The French-Canadain came up with the idea of making a friendship with her. It would be nice to have someone to show her around her new school. She finally decided to go talk to the girl. She knocked on her next door neighbor's door. After a minute of waiting, Maryse was about to leave when she was greeted by the girl she had just seen. She seemed to be a Latina. She was very gorgeous. Maryse thought maybe she had just made a mistake. She was probably part of the "popular crowd."

"Hi, um, this might sound weird… really weird, actually, but I thought I should introduce myself," Maryse said, her thick French accent coming to play.

"Oh, hi," the brunette girl smiled. "Well, my name is Eve Torres."

"Maryse Ouellet."

"Would you like to come in?" Eve asked nicely.

"Um, sure."

Eve opened the door and let Maryse walk in. She walked her towards the living room. Maryse observed the house. It seemed really quiet, maybe a little too quiet.

"So do you live alone?" Maryse blurted out, but regretted when she saw the look of hurt on Eve's face.

"Um, yea. It's kind of a long, painful story."

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to bring back hurtful memories." Maryse apologized.

"Don't worry about it. You didn't know. What about you? Are you starting school here?"

"Yes. Really nervous about it though."

"Don't be. Now that we are friends, you won't have much trouble. I'll show you around and we can hang out if you'd like," Eve smiled.

"Of course. I actually thought maybe you were going to be different," Maryse confessed.

"How?"

"Well, I thought since you are probably part of the "popular crowd" you would be different."

"Oh, well, I don't like to label myself as anything. I'm just me. Eve Torres."

Maryse looked at the Latina. Maybe that's why they say never judge a book by its cover. On the outside, Eve seemed like a strong person, but Maryse could see this girl had so much pain inside of her. That was something Maryse had. She could easily read a person by talking to them. And by the way this girl talked she could tell she had gone or was going through so many hard things. Now that she was talking and laughing to what was a stranger to her just a few minutes ago, she was so glad she had risen up her courage to knock on her door. Eve seemed like a really nice person and Maryse was sure they would soon have a strong friendship. Maybe she was going to like Cleveland, OH more than what she thought. Now she couldn't wait to see what the rest of the students at Blue Ridge High School were like.


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