Not Another Highschool Story
What happens when business becomes pleasure? My version of She's All That/Not Another Teen Movie.
A/N: Sorry if this sucks okay? I'm just trying this out to see if anyone likes it or something.
Chapter 1
"Oh, so she broke up with you, senior upperclassman slash football player John Cena, to be with the geek, underclassman chess club ass hole?"
"Yeah."
This conversation has been repeated for a million times, everybody acting surprised at my ex-girlfriend's (Torrie) decision to split up with me for the ass that she just met because I, unlike that geek, am popular, am rich and friggin' cute.
As Randy Orton, Chris Irvine and I were walking to the parking lot, the subject of The Senior Prom came up.
"So who you taking Chris?"
"I dunno. Maybe…Trish…how bout' you Randy?"
"Stacy."
They both looked at me and I knew I had to give an answer.
"The next Prom Queen." I said with a huge grin.
"You still goin' to take Tor?" Randy asked with a questioning look.
"No! Duh! I'm taking anyone I like, cause given the right boyfriend and the right look…"
"So…I smell a bet here. How bout' it? We pick the girl and she has to win." Randy asked me.
"And I'm betting you that you lose the friggin bet, dude." Chris said to me with a smirk.
"Sure, guys. So pick one now and I'll get to work."
They looked around the campus and every time I point someone, either Chris or Randy declines.
"We need someone, messed up. Someone whose shell is hard to crack." Randy whispered to the two.
"Sure, whatever."
Then, just then, the clumsiest, ugliest thing came by in the form of Amy Dumas.
"We got a winner." Randy and Chris both said at the same time.
"No. Not her guys, she's…she wears a ponytail and glasses and she carries a bag probably containing yesterday's gym clothes and…she carries all these books around and…pick another one please! Anyone but her!"
"Sorry, dude. A bet is a bet and we've picked the girl already."
A/N:Short chpter...Sorry again if this sucks…I am not really over the Matt/Amy/Adam situation yet so…ya know?