Well here is another new story, I wrote a while back.
I was ready what was on my computer and decided to start this one again. Hope you like it; I know some people won't like it, D: But I try, remember I was and still am a NOOB WRITER, so I ask for you to go easy on me, tell me what I need to work on. I get a kick out of flames sometimes though. xD I apologies if I miss spelled anything and my spell check didn't see it, I don't have the best of writing programs. Frankly the one I have SUCKS. D:
UPDATE: Well my sister downloaded a better version of a program to write in, So I edited this story. Hope its better now. :D
I DO NOT OWN WWE OR ANY OF THE WRESTLERS … WISH I DID HEHE.
Take me away.
I've always said and prayed for someone to come take me away.
But it never had happened for fourteen years I've been in this hell hole, called Heaven Valley. The place most people would love to live, lost of mountains, big field with horses, and farm homes. But it not what it seems to be, well it is kind of, but you would think no violence happened here. That there wasn't any druggies or drinkers here, just hard working people. Well your all wrong. My name is Riley Lynn Cameron, fourteen years old. I just made it to high school, also known as HVH, Heaven Valley High. I'm not like other girls here, I don't cheer, I don't sleep around, and most of all I don't take anyone's shit. I'm known as the little girl in HVH that doesn't know her place. Most teens in my grade wont talk back to the older kids, They do what they want them too, not questions asked. But I live by the words of my late father. "Don't take no ones shit, there no better than you, They start something with you finish it." My father had told me that my first day in pre-k, and I've lived by it since.
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Most of the older kids don't mess with my anymore, there is just 4 people that do. They call them self's the D-4, Stupid if you ask me. The main boy that torments me is … Hayden Stewart. There's not much difference between me and him. We both don't take no one shit, and we love payback. The only difference is I'm Korean and he's American. Besides that we could be twins fighting till the death. I like to think that he's just a mat I'm stomping on … but no far from it. But more about me, like I said I'm not like the other girls here. I learned to street fight when I was 5, I love wrestling, I play guitar and I love tattoos and piercing. I have …lets see … snakebites, two hip piercing, my belly button pierced and dragon tattoo going up my spin. I guess you could say I'm in the emo crowd. But anyway my story starts with a WWE Monday Night Raw premier in my town. I had back stage passes.
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Chapter 1
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"Riley Lynn damn it get up! We are going to be late!" I groaned and opened my eyes to, my best friend Brit. "Jesus fucking Christ Brit, you don't even like wrestling you just want to see Randy Orton." I smirked when she crossed her arms. "Hey! He's hot!" Well she was right about that, but I was having a really good dream damn it! Getting up I throw my half blond and brown hair up on my head and started to pick out an outfit. Picking my favorite pair of jeans I had turned into daisy duke shorts as I like to call them, a bright blue tank, along with a white and blue plaid shirt, that I cuffed up the sleeves to my above my elbow and tied it just below my size c boobs. Putting my heavy black eye makeup and a thin layer of clear lips gloze, I looked in the mirror and smiled. Putting all my piercings in, I looked over at Brit to find her mouth wide open. "I'm so jealous, you have CURSE!" I laughed and pulled on my nikie high tops that was black, blue and white. "Come on, I'm sure my mom will let me take my already bought car." I smirked every time I said that knowing she hated that I got a car at fourteen that I wasn't even supposed to drive, but my let me since she knew all the police officers in this town.
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"Ma! Where are my keys? I need them, we are going to the mall for a while." My mom looked over from the TV and smiled pointing to the coffee table. Running I grabbed my keys and gave her a quick hug before going out the door and driving off.
"Damn Riley you just lied to your mom." I smirked pulling into the arena parking lot. "What was I suppose to say, yea mamma we are going to see wrestling, and meet them back stage. She would flip." Brit laughed and agreed with me. By the time the show was over we was already highped up to see the two men we paid 150 dollars each to see. "Ladies, these way. You know your lucky, there was only two back stage passes and you got them in the nick of time." We wasn't even listening to the old man we was too busy smiling, till our jaws gave out. "Randy, John this is … Riley and Brit the lucky girls that got the only backstage passes." I laughed at Brit when she jumped up and hugged Randy out of nowhere and to bite it all she was crying.
Looking over at John I smiled. I was never one to go over board when meeting famous people, Unlike Brit. "You must be Riley, the names suits you."
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I put my hand on my hips and glared at him. Most the time when people said that they was insulting me. "What is that supposed to mean?" He laughed and I smiled a little. Looking back at Randy, I noticed even in the death gripping hug Brit had him in he had his eyes glued on me. I motioned for John to bend down, Whispering to him a question. "Dose he always stare at girls while in death grips?" John looked over at him and frowned. "No, want to know what is with him?" I shook my head yes and he smirked. I laughed when he got in font of me knelling down, facing Randy and Brit. "Come on, I'll take you on a tour. You're feet must hurt get on." I laughed and slowly got on his back. With one swift movement from him, he was on his feet. "Stronger than I let myself believe, Woo I think I'm falling for you." We both laughed and I started to feel like I had a older brother that cared. "Seems like your friend has a thing for Randy."
"You don't know the half of it. She's loved him since she was born blah. Hey I wonder if I was on your shoulder, if I could touch the ceiling!" I've always had a childish side to me, I just never let it out in front of most people. Which shocked me that I did in front of a man I just meet. "I bet you can babe." My eyes bout popped out of my head with the name he called me just now. What the hell I just meet him and he calls me that? Oh I get it, He's trying to see what's with Randy. "Now come on loosen your grip and I'll put you on my shoulders." Loosening my grip I smiled. I was on his shoulders before I knew it. Putting my hands above my head I smiled so big my jaw starting to hurt. "Woot! I can touch the ceiling!" John started to laughed and I looked over at Randy and Brit. She was finally off him and they was both looking at us, Brit like she couldn't believe what she was seeing and Randy had a look of disgust. I looked at Randy and I mean fully at Randy. "What damn it, all you have done is look at me this whole time!"
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That was where I went wrong, no one but us was in the room. Randy came up to me and John and before I could respond I was off of John and in front of Randy. Me being 5'3" and him being 6'5" I was breaking my neck looking up at him. He lifted me and out of reflexes I wrapped my legs around his waist. "What is your full name?" I gulped, my throat was so dry all the sudden. "Riley Lynn Cameron. Why?" he never replied, no instead this 29 year old was kissing me! The only thing was I wasn't pushing him off like my mind was telling my to. When the kiss was over, I came back to reality. "What the hell!? I'm fourteen!" Letting my legs drop, he let me down. "I'm sorry. I don't know why I did that…" I looked up at him, and for some reason I couldn't stop. "Damn straight you are! What were you thinking?"
"I just said I don't know." Looking around I found that Brit and John wasn't there anymore. "Where is Brit and John?" I asked stilling looking around. "Let me get dressed and I'll help you find them. Oh and dose you're mother know you're here?" I looked at him in confusion. How did he know I even had a mother? Before I could ask he was gone.
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Soon he came out of a door and over to me. "I called your mother … She wants me to drive you two home." I was bout to ask how he knew our number when John and Brit came into the room, chatting happily. "Come on Riley, Brit I'm taking you both home." She nodded her head not knowing what was going on. Walking behind Randy I was to into my thoughts to hear Brit whispering to me. "RIL!" I stopped and turned my head about the time I bumped into Randy and landed on my ass. "What is going on! I demand to know! First John drags me off, then I'm back and HE is taking US home! TELL ME NOW SOMEONE I CANT TAKE IT ANYMORE!" I looked over at Randy waiting for an answer myself. He sighed and ran a hand over his face. "I know her mom ok, have since I was born." He looked at me with a serious face. "And why she is letting you little girl drive at fourteen I will never know." Getting up on my feet I went up to him, getting on my tip toes and slapped him. "If you have known my mother since you was born, how come I've never seen you till now! HUH? You know I thought when I watched you wrestle since I was five fucking years old that you was different. To the point I would cry when my mom told me she wouldn't take me to see you wrestle. I was … how do you say it … in puppy love with you till I was twelve years old! I wanted to meet you so bad. Then I noticed John and I didn't want to that much anymore, He had something that you didn't! I see what it was now, RESPECT! Just like he says … Hustle … Loyalty … and RESPECT. Funny that, by what you just said, even though you've known her since you was born you have NO LOYALTY OR RESPECT for my MOTHER. So you know what fuck you, I'll take us home!"
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With that I grabbed Brit wrist and started to walk away but I didn't get far before Randy was again in front of me. "Riley Lynn Cameron, I have a lot of years a head of you. Don't ever talk to me like that again." I put my hands on hips, this guy isn't giving up. Then it hit me…I wasn't wearing a bra but a bikini top. Me being me, I toke my shirt off and wrapped it around my knuckles. "Is that hip piercings!? RILEY LYNN YOUR TO YOUNG! WHAT HAS YOUR MOTHER DONE TO YOU!?" My mouth hit the floor. Turing around I smirked, Letting him see my dragon tattoo. "What makes you think you know me! HUH? You don't! You never have! YOU NEVER WAS AROUND, YOU DON'T KNOW ME! YOU DON'T KNOW ABOUT MY LIFE, MY PROBLES … please tell me what makes you think that when we first me that you can act like some … some … person I've known my whole life! Cause I remember watching you on TV wishing I could someday meet you, not the character! I remember writing songs lots of songs about you. I remember my mom telling me I could NEVER meet you! I remember slapping my mom cause she wouldn't let me, I think I see now why… There something my mom is protecting me from… YOU." Looking around I seen no Brit but found a note on the floor.
Riley,
I toke Brit home, She asked me too.
Don't worry I'll get her there in one piece.
I don't know what is with and Randy boy but I get a
Feeling I don't want to know.
Love you little babe,
John.
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"Well I'm leaving, Goodbye." Walking past Randy I got a feeling I hadn't had in a long time. Turning I seen Randy was gone. I shook it off and made my way to my truck.
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By the time I got home I knew I was in for it. Walking in the door I almost screamed at the voice I heard.
"Jamie I'm sorry, I didn't know she would be one of the girls…"
"Randy … My daughter doesn't know about what her father and yours done … I don't know how to tell her."
"Jam, all you can do is tell her."
"Easy for you to say she's your soon to be wife!"
"Jamie please calm down. Everything will be alright."
That's when I burst into the room, pissed more than I had ever been in my life. "WHAT! WIFE … WIFE YOUR FUCKING KIDDING ME! I WONT I WONT MARRY THAT ASSHOLE! FUCK YOU BOTH, I DON'T NEED YOU! I DON'T NEED ANYONE!" I was crying I knew it. I could feel the pain in my eyes already. Stomping up the stiars and into my room, falling on my bed. "how could this happen, stupid dad!" banging my head into my bed I sighed. That's when I felt a big hand on my back. Turning my head to the source I sighed again. "Riley … We have no control over this." Sitting up I pulling my pillow to my chest looking at Randy. "What happens now?" He looked down and ran his hands over his face. "Well … we are too marry in 2 months … So your mother has decided for you to move in with me. Getting backing brat, we are leaving tonight." I closed my eyes, this isn't happening. I needed someone, I needed comfort. For some odd reason looking at Randy I done something I never expected me to do. I moved to lie on my side and placed my head on his lap, crying. "How can I get married in two months? I'm fourteen! I can't get married." It was getting hard to breath, I had to calm down. I'm only fourteen though isn't that illegal to marry at this age? "Riley … It was our father wishes for this; once we marry if you wish you can move back in with your mother. I won't force you into anything, But us marring is out of my control."
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I looked up at him, while he was still stroking my hair. "What happened to the Randy I knew earlier?" I could see he was trying not to smile. "Well … when I first seen you I knew you was familiar, but I couldn't place you. Mainly because last time I had saw you was when you was three years old. The kiss though … I really don't know what I was thinking, I'm still trying to figure it out. And about me going crazy over the piercings and tattoo … I guess I just wasn't expecting it." As soon as he stopped talking, all I can remember is him looking down and asking me something that I couldn't answer because I had fallen asleep.
XOXOXO
Well here is another, same well… almost the same character. I will warn everyone know, I'm not a realistic writing sometimes. Don't like the way I write? I ask you now to stop reading. :D