Author's Note: I do not own Amy, Matt, Jeff or any other WWF superstar in this fic, I wish i did but i don't so don't sue cause I'm flat ass broke, m'k? I do own Candy and the band, made 'em from my own little perverted head though I would like to say that Mikey is based loosely on my best friend and partener in crime, Tammy Lee, you are the best girly and i luvs you, but you ain't my buddy cuz Friends are Friends and Pals are Pals, but Buddies sleep together.
Chapter 1:
Amy and Matt led the group arm in arm toward the crowded club, they moved up the red carpet toward the door. Behind him Jay and Adam were acting like the dumbasses they were, winking at girls that so much as glanced at them. That left him with Trish, Jeff hardy looked down at the Blonde fake. Her roots were showing and that shirt she had on looked three sizes too small and looked oddly like a red metallic trash bag. Her arms were wrapped around his left arm tight enough to cause his fingers to go blue. His bicep was wedged uncomfortably between her scilicon breasts. Jeff thought over all of the reasons he couldn't have come up with ealier to get out of this whole thing. He cursed him self inside and looked up, suddenly sick.
Amy was arguing with the heavy black bouncer and Jeff moved closer to hear what was going on. "What do you mean we can't get in, don't you knwo who we are?" Amy yelled, Jeff knew she was upset she never used her fame to get anything, none of them, save Trish did it.
"Lookie here, sweet ass, I don't knows yous ya are but if it were up ta me I'd let you and that fine piece of blonde ass in herea in a second but it ain't my call! My boss gave me orders for A-list only, and the Band leader has inforced it so unless you can get one of them ta..."
"Bruno," A deep, lightly accented voice emenated from the shrouded figure that had just appeared at the bouncers side, called his attention. "Is there a problem here?"
Bruno looked to his side and shook his head his eyes suddenly wide."No, no, no ya know Isa can handle anyone. So no problem herea, Triny, please don't tell Don." The figure nodded and conversed with him for a minute the entire time Jeff's eyes wandered over her body. Under her full length black hooded cape she wore tight black leather pants and a soft looking crimson tank, with matching shoes that actually looked alot like his only crimson where his were white. She looked like she go in the ring right now and kick Trish's ass. Jeff found himself daydreaming about it with a silly smile on his face.
The mystery woman looked like she was about to say the same thing the bouncer had said ealier and was facing them, hood removed. Suddenly at about the same time she and Amy let out a yell and the woman stepped out of the shadows behind Bruno and embraced Amy. The crowd went wild as Jeff saw her face for the first time. Her complexion was dark and her eyes were almond shaped and an amazing shade of violet. Her face was lean but not guant, her lips where full and luscious, they looked oh so kissable. Her hair was awesome, raven locks that flowed like dark water to her curvy hips and streaked with bright pink, blue, and purple.
Amy was laughing and holding a few locks in her hand, the crowd's scream got louder and the woman held up her finger to amy then walked down the red carpet toward the crowd. She touched hands and signed autographs, poising for pictures. The crowd was going nuts and guys were throwing flowers at her.
Finally with a quick wave, she turned toward them and signaled them to follow her inside. "Bruno, they are dear old friends, VIP, Don will understand. After the show you will escort them straight backstage for the aftershow party."
Bruno nodded and they went through the double doors.
Chapter 1:
Amy and Matt led the group arm in arm toward the crowded club, they moved up the red carpet toward the door. Behind him Jay and Adam were acting like the dumbasses they were, winking at girls that so much as glanced at them. That left him with Trish, Jeff hardy looked down at the Blonde fake. Her roots were showing and that shirt she had on looked three sizes too small and looked oddly like a red metallic trash bag. Her arms were wrapped around his left arm tight enough to cause his fingers to go blue. His bicep was wedged uncomfortably between her scilicon breasts. Jeff thought over all of the reasons he couldn't have come up with ealier to get out of this whole thing. He cursed him self inside and looked up, suddenly sick.
Amy was arguing with the heavy black bouncer and Jeff moved closer to hear what was going on. "What do you mean we can't get in, don't you knwo who we are?" Amy yelled, Jeff knew she was upset she never used her fame to get anything, none of them, save Trish did it.
"Lookie here, sweet ass, I don't knows yous ya are but if it were up ta me I'd let you and that fine piece of blonde ass in herea in a second but it ain't my call! My boss gave me orders for A-list only, and the Band leader has inforced it so unless you can get one of them ta..."
"Bruno," A deep, lightly accented voice emenated from the shrouded figure that had just appeared at the bouncers side, called his attention. "Is there a problem here?"
Bruno looked to his side and shook his head his eyes suddenly wide."No, no, no ya know Isa can handle anyone. So no problem herea, Triny, please don't tell Don." The figure nodded and conversed with him for a minute the entire time Jeff's eyes wandered over her body. Under her full length black hooded cape she wore tight black leather pants and a soft looking crimson tank, with matching shoes that actually looked alot like his only crimson where his were white. She looked like she go in the ring right now and kick Trish's ass. Jeff found himself daydreaming about it with a silly smile on his face.
The mystery woman looked like she was about to say the same thing the bouncer had said ealier and was facing them, hood removed. Suddenly at about the same time she and Amy let out a yell and the woman stepped out of the shadows behind Bruno and embraced Amy. The crowd went wild as Jeff saw her face for the first time. Her complexion was dark and her eyes were almond shaped and an amazing shade of violet. Her face was lean but not guant, her lips where full and luscious, they looked oh so kissable. Her hair was awesome, raven locks that flowed like dark water to her curvy hips and streaked with bright pink, blue, and purple.
Amy was laughing and holding a few locks in her hand, the crowd's scream got louder and the woman held up her finger to amy then walked down the red carpet toward the crowd. She touched hands and signed autographs, poising for pictures. The crowd was going nuts and guys were throwing flowers at her.
Finally with a quick wave, she turned toward them and signaled them to follow her inside. "Bruno, they are dear old friends, VIP, Don will understand. After the show you will escort them straight backstage for the aftershow party."
Bruno nodded and they went through the double doors.