This never happened. *Tries hypnotizing you guys* Lita never broke her
neck. Matt wasn't a jerk and broke away from Jeff. Mattitude my ass.
Stephanie and Bischoff are the GMs and the roster did split. The Monkees
own the song 'The Girl I Left Behind' and Vince owns everyone and
everything. Um, that's about it. This is just an idea I've been playing
around with for a couple of days and I just decided to act on it last
night! Did you guys miss me? No, that's all right. Just enjoy the story-
that's all I care about.
^FallenAngel^
[You told me not to try and tie you down
[So I just took my place and hung around
"Hey Amy, can you come in here for a second?"
She looked up at the sound of her friend's voice and set aside the sketch she was working on; something that she hoped would later be turned into a t- shirt. She shoved her hands in her pockets and trudged out to her living room. "What's up John?"
"I kinda needed to talk to you about something." The young wrestler said, looking up at her expectantly.
Amy sat down next to him, trying to avoid sitting on Adam who had sprawled over the entire length of the couch and gave him a curious glance.
"Do you think." He paused. "Do you know if Torrie's seeing anyone?" He asked, changing his mind at the last minute.
"Not that I know of." Amy answered, trying to remember any indication that the blonde was taken. "She would have told me if she was. Why do you wanna know?" John blushed and Amy nodded knowingly.
"You can't tell anyone!" He demanded, a light pink color rising to his cheeks. "Could you do me a favor and see if she likes me? Or at least what she thinks of me? Because I know you, if anyone, could find that out from somebody."
Amy pulled back and rested her elbow on Adam's shoulder. He stirred a bit before returning to his nap. That was supposed to be a compliment, I think, she thought instantly. She looked down at her bare feet and bit her lip before looking back at the hopeful rookie. "That'd be no problem. I'll talk to her before the show tomorrow."
"You're the best Ames." He said appreciatively as he gave her a quick hug. Adam mumbled something in his sleep and flung his arm around. Both Amy and John ducked before they got hit and he glared at Adam. "You're such a lazy ass." He accused loudly.
Adam slowly opened one eye and pushed some stray hair out of his face. He shot a death glare in John's direction and Amy jumped off the couch.
"I gotta go get some stuff." She told the two guys that looked like they were ready to kill each other. "I should be back in a couple of hours though." They didn't even hear her as Adam delivered a half-ass spear to John, who recovered and attacked Adam.
Amy shut the door behind her and winced when she heard the sound of something shattering. Yeah, it's better to leave those two alone when they get pissed off, she decided, pulling her purse over her shoulder. She said hello to the security that guarded her apartment and walked out straight into the bustle of downtown Atlanta.
Please R&R guys! You know it means the world to me!
^FallenAngel^
[You told me not to try and tie you down
[So I just took my place and hung around
"Hey Amy, can you come in here for a second?"
She looked up at the sound of her friend's voice and set aside the sketch she was working on; something that she hoped would later be turned into a t- shirt. She shoved her hands in her pockets and trudged out to her living room. "What's up John?"
"I kinda needed to talk to you about something." The young wrestler said, looking up at her expectantly.
Amy sat down next to him, trying to avoid sitting on Adam who had sprawled over the entire length of the couch and gave him a curious glance.
"Do you think." He paused. "Do you know if Torrie's seeing anyone?" He asked, changing his mind at the last minute.
"Not that I know of." Amy answered, trying to remember any indication that the blonde was taken. "She would have told me if she was. Why do you wanna know?" John blushed and Amy nodded knowingly.
"You can't tell anyone!" He demanded, a light pink color rising to his cheeks. "Could you do me a favor and see if she likes me? Or at least what she thinks of me? Because I know you, if anyone, could find that out from somebody."
Amy pulled back and rested her elbow on Adam's shoulder. He stirred a bit before returning to his nap. That was supposed to be a compliment, I think, she thought instantly. She looked down at her bare feet and bit her lip before looking back at the hopeful rookie. "That'd be no problem. I'll talk to her before the show tomorrow."
"You're the best Ames." He said appreciatively as he gave her a quick hug. Adam mumbled something in his sleep and flung his arm around. Both Amy and John ducked before they got hit and he glared at Adam. "You're such a lazy ass." He accused loudly.
Adam slowly opened one eye and pushed some stray hair out of his face. He shot a death glare in John's direction and Amy jumped off the couch.
"I gotta go get some stuff." She told the two guys that looked like they were ready to kill each other. "I should be back in a couple of hours though." They didn't even hear her as Adam delivered a half-ass spear to John, who recovered and attacked Adam.
Amy shut the door behind her and winced when she heard the sound of something shattering. Yeah, it's better to leave those two alone when they get pissed off, she decided, pulling her purse over her shoulder. She said hello to the security that guarded her apartment and walked out straight into the bustle of downtown Atlanta.
Please R&R guys! You know it means the world to me!
