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A/N: Some of you might recognize this story as "We Ain't Born Typical",

it is the same one except I re-named it and created a new trailer for it. Hope you still enjoy it!

Daily Races

"This. Freakin. Reeks." Trish Copeland heard her younger brother announce. She smiled to herself. Finally, she thought. It was the first time since they had gotten in the car that he'd spoken. She briefly glanced over at him but then turned her attention back to the road in front of her. He was in the passenger's seat leaning his head against the window and looking more miserable than ever.

She decided to pick on him. "Reeks of Awesomeness?" she mocked him. Without moving he glanced her way with narrowed eyes. She laughed at him. That was the phrase she heard him and his buddies use all the time when they thought something was cool. She found it funny. "I'm playing," she said when she saw the look on his face, "Geez, why are you so upset?"

He sighed and then sat up straight in his seat. "Why do you think I'm so upset?" he started in an irritated tone. "My life sucks. I was perfectly fine back home, I had quarterback position on the football team, I actually had good grades, I had my band- "

"Which mom and dad didn't know about," Trish interrupted, however her brother continued.

"I was the most popular guy in our class and I had Lita too," he finished.

"Who mom and dad don't like," Trish added again.

With a look of disbelief on his face he turned to look at his sister. "What the hell? Who's side are you on anyway? Theirs or mine?"

Trish looked at him again and sighed. "I'm not on anybody's side. Look, Edge," she said calling him by the nickname she'd given to him since he was little. "I'm just worried for you. You've been hiding this rockstar life from mom and dad and even though you haven't been caught, I'm afraid for when you do. I'm not saying playing in a band is a bad thing it's actually pretty badass and it's who you really are Edge. You aren't this football jock who cares about being popular or going on to play college ball. That's Dad's dream and you know it. You need to be yourself, not who everyone else especially Dad wants you to be."

Even though Trish continued looking ahead of her at the road she could feel Edge staring at her. From the corner of her eye she saw him run a hand through his shoulder length blonde hair like he did so often.

"I just don't want to disappoint him," he whispered but Trish heard it.

"Like I did?" she questioned him and he kept silent not knowing what to say, "Dad needs to understand that by doing what we want to do we are happy and that should be enough for him. Like, I want to help mentally challenged children. I know it's not an amazing and great money-earning money like being a doctor but it's something I love! Those kids, Edge…they are just so great. They seem so at peace and happy all the time, like if the problems of the world don't bother them at all. I love it. When I realized that was my passion and not becoming a doctor I had to tell him…I didn't want to lie to him…"

"I'm not lying to him!" Edge suddenly said.

"Keeping it from him is just like lying to him," Trish said, "you need to tell him. Think about it little bro. I believe the truth comes out eventually."

He sighed and ran a hand across his face. Trish smiled at him and then patted his shoulder. "This won't be so bad, I promise you. I'm sure you'll get on the football team easily enough. It might not be your true passion but you are a natural at it. Plus, that'll help you get a lot of buddies who reek of awesomeness just like you!" She reached out and play punched him on the shoulder.

Edge turned to his sister and made a face. "Shut up," he said and they both started laughing. Edge then became lost in his thoughts but then he spoke again. "We're really different aren't we?"

Trish looked at him and saw his expression was serious. "Naw, not really. We're both blonde and we want to do things that we love. I think we're the same."
He smiled at her and she smiled back. He really did have the best sister, he thought. Turning back out the window he saw their destination up ahead. Trish slowed the car and they waited behind a long line of other cars turning into the parking lot of a big two story building.

Edge saw the parking lot quickly fill up with cars and from each of them one or more teenagers got out and made their way to the front of the building. When they finally got a chance to pull into it the lot, it was already packed with cars. It took them a few minutes but eventually Edge spotted a parking space and they quickly took it.

As the two got out of Trish's red impala and grabbed their bags they were silent. They continued that way as they walked side by side with the other students towards the doors of the building. For these kids this was their regular routine even if it was just the third day of school, most of them probably had lived in Greenwich most of their lives, which meant they all knew each other very well. The school obviously did get new students now and then from other places in the United States but they were sure not very often did Canadian kids drop in on them.

Trish was sure they wouldn't be treated any differently just because they were from Canada but either way being the new kid to a school brought a lot of different feelings. Right now, she was sure that the pounding of her heart was a sign that she had at least one of those feelings. She looked over at her brother who seemed relatively calms but then again she shouldn't be surprised, he was a fearless person in her eyes. He never shied away from nothing and if he really was as anxious and nervous as her, he probably wouldn't show it.

They finally reached the front doors of the school and before they went through them Edge spotted a big red, white and blue sign a bit away next to the flag pole. He paused a bit to look at it and Trish did the same.

"Rams? Well, now I'm really excited to be here," he said sarcastically.

Trish just shook her head but smiled.

"Well Marian High School home of the "mighty" Rams, here we come," he said as they both walked through the doors of their new school.

"Ugh Kelly! What the hell were you thinking? Joey Mercury, out of all the guys at this school? That's just disgusting and you know it! He was ok before but now he's just…how the heck were you even able to kiss him without throwing up?!"

Kelly Blank looked at herself in the mirror of the girl's bathroom and frowned. Her friend Michelle McCool stood next to her applying make-up on her face. Maryse Ouellet who'd been the one yelling at Kelly was in one of the stalls. They were the only ones in the room.

"Oh I know! And all that stuff about being Straight Edge and not using drugs is just so weird and such a lie! Everyone knows he's one of the biggest potheads in school!" Michelle added as she lifted the mascara brush to her eyes.

Kelly who was trying to tame her honey blonde wavy hair with hair spray looked over at her friend Michelle. "Ok, ok guys! I get it! You guys might think he's a loser and he's gross but he was really nice, he took me to dinner…I dunno maybe he…"

Kelly was interrupted as Maryse stepped out of the stall and looked at Kelly with a look of disgust on her face. Her long blonde hair flew up as she flipped it and walked towards the sinks. As she washed her hands she spoke, "Maybe what Kelly? He's the one? Finally you have found your true match?"

The petite blonde looked over at her friend who was now raising a perfect eyebrow at her. She didn't know if she was supposed to answer so she kept quiet. "You say that about every guy you sleep with Kelly. It's getting old, just get used to the fact that you aren't going to find someone any time soon," Maryse told her bluntly and shrugged.

Kelly was about to tell her that she hadn't slept with Joey but Maryse didn't give her the chance and plus she knew she wouldn't believe her either way. Maryse walked over to the mirror next to Michelle and started scrunching up her hair with her always manicured hands. "Besides you don't want to have a boyfriend Kels, they're just a waste of time sometimes," she said and rolled her eyes.

"I don't think that," Michelle said as she paused to look at her friend next to her.

"Well of course you don't Shelle because you and John are a match made in heaven," Maryse and laughed amusedly. However, she then stopped abruptly as she saw Michelle's face.

"Are you ok Shelle?" Maryse asked. Kelly put down her can of hairspray and looked over at Michelle as well. The blonde however seemed to realize her strange behavior because she smiled quickly and then turned back to the mirror. "Yeah…sorry I just…kinda spaced out."

Maryse turned to look at Kelly who only shrugged at Michelle's behavior. Maryse then put her head against the mirror and looked right at Michelle's face. Michelle blinked and lowered her mascara as she turned to face her friend. Kelly came around to stand next to Maryse and they both stared at the "flawless" girl until she finally sighed.

She put down her make-up and took a deep breath. "John and I are having…problems," she said and met her friends' gazes.

"What kind of problems?" Kelly asked seriously. She didn't want to rush her friend but as she spoke she walked over to her backpack and her purse. She was pretty sure there were only a few minutes until the bell rang and first period would start. Kelly had made a promise that this year she would try her hardest not to be late to any of her classes.

"Just arguing and stuff but it's all the time now. He's been acting weird lately too. He never wants to hang out anymore, he barely even kisses me and we don't talk much either. He kinda just says hi and bye and there…I'm worried guys. I feel like he's thinking of dumping me," Michelle said her eyes sparkling as if waterworks were on their way.

There was a look of shock on Maryse's face but then she started to shake her head. "Oh, no, no, no, John is not going to dump you Shelle. Hell no. You guys have been together for almost two years now! That is longer than I have with anyone. It can't just end like this…"

Kelly looked at the platinum blonde a bit confused. "What about Christian?"

Maryse paused the stroking of her hair to stare at the small girl. Maryse's eyes seemed to suddenly be filled with hurt and confusion. She was at a loss for words and she blinked quickly. Michelle suddenly noticing her friend's discomfort continued talking about her own problems.

"I don't know what to do guys, should I just ask him about it?" Michelle said and gave a look to Kelly when Maryse wasn't looking. Her look said to shut up and not bring up that subject again. Kelly just nodded silently and wished she hadn't said anything.

Thankfully Maryse was back to her usual self. "No Shelle! You can't talk to him about this, that'll give him the chance to end it right away," she said.

Michelle looked at Maryse with a confused look. "Well then how do I fix this if I can't talk to him about it?"

"Well my dear Shelle, what is the one thing guys love to do? The thing they think about most of the time?" Maryse prompted her.

She waited to see a lightbulb light up in one of her friends' faces but when nothing happened she rolled her eyes at them and shook her head. "Are you guys serious?" she said, her French accent very noticeable, "Sex! What else? You, Kelly should know very well."

The smaller of the girls just frowned but didn't say anything. She was getting tired of Maryse always calling her a slut but there really wasn't anything she could do about it. Maryse Ouellet was top dog at Marian High School, if anyone messed with her, their social life was over and Maryse made sure of it. Kelly had seen it happen many times before and she knew she was lucky to even be in Maryse's little group which she liked to call "Blondetourage." Even Kelly found it a bit odd that Maryse only let blonde, beautiful and rich girls join her crew. She guessed it was because she liked to be surrounded by people that almost reached her level and looked like her. Kelly, sometimes thought it probably wasn't a good thing that she fit in with them.

"Sex?! Maryse, what are you saying," Michelle asked incredulously. "You think John wants to..well..do it?"

Maryse looked exasperated. "Well of course he wants to do it! Every guy in the world wants to have sex, doesn't matter if they are black, white, gay, straight…they are all the same. You don't have to ask them twice. I mean think about it Shelle," she told her friend, "You and John have been dating for a long time now…it's about time to give him something new, don't ya think? Guys get bored easily."

Michelle had stopped messing with her face and hair and just stared at her friend's faces silently. She still looked a bit scared. Then she shook her head, "No no. I don't think John is like that Maryse. He's a gentleman, and he's very respectful, he's not looking for that. It's probably something else…I don't know? Maybe I've been spending too much time on myself and not enough on him? I don't…"

Maryse interrupted. "Oh come on Michelle!" she shouted and threw up her hands, "like I said every guy wants sex, it doesn't matter if they are nicest guy in the world! If you don't want to listen to me, then fine…but just know this, if you don't find a way to entertain him, he will dump you, Shelle. Is that what you want?"

Michelle shifted uncomfortable thinking over Maryse's words. She glanced over at Kelly who was looking at her with a sad expression on her face. She didn't know if what Maryse was saying would actually help…I mean they were still very young, only sophomores in high school. She couldn't even imagine herself trying to seduce John into doing it with her. Of course, they'd had their hot and heavy make out sessions before but nothing more than that. John had never dared to go further and Michelle had always been comfortable like that. She sighed, she had to do something about this, she couldn't possibly think about John dumping her! He was one of the hottest and most popular guys in school as well as the nicest. He was captain of the wrestling team and he also played football, she herself was a cheerleader, it was just…meant to be. But what if she did talk to him and he did break it off right away like Maryse had said?

She sighed again, "I don't know…"

Maryse turned back to the mirror in front of them. "Well whatever I'm just trying to help. You do whatever you want to do," she said.

As Michelle watched her friend she couldn't help herself as she asked, "So have you and Randy…well, done it yet?"

Right away the platinum blonde froze and a surprised look crossed her flawless face. "Excuse me?" she said and turned to look at her.

Even though Michelle was obviously stronger, taller and tougher than the other girl and could easily taker her down in a second, she gulped in fear. She regreted asking the question and wished she could take it back. No one ever dared get into Maryse's business, not even them who were her closest friends. "Sorry,…I shouldn't have asked that, I don't know what came over me. It's just that you're saying I should have…well sex with John and I thought maybe…you'd already done it with Randy?" Michelle trailed off watching Maryse's face carefully.

She then looked at Kelly who also looked a bit scared of what Maryse would say. However, surprising them both the French-Canadian started laughing. Michelle breathed in a sigh of relief and she saw Kelly relax as well, "Are you kidding me Shelle?" she said and continued, "of course I haven't slept with Randy…and maybe I never will. I mean we've only started dating this summer, two months! I don't give it up that easily. Geez, Shelle are you calling me a slut or something?"

Michelle looked shocked. "Oh no! Maryse of course not I would never, I just thought…"

Maryse however, was laughing still. "It's cool I know you probably thought that but no," Maryse then became serious, "my first and only time was with Christian…"

Michelle and Kelly exchanged looks as Maryse looked lost in her own thoughts. However, then she snapped out of it and looked at her two friends and shrugged, "too bad I wasn't his…anyways doesn't matter. As much as I don't want to, we have to get to class now."

Coincidentally the bell rang at that moment announcing it was time to start heading to first period. "Haha," Maryse laughed amused, "I guess I'm psychic now!" She flipped her long blonde hair and picked up her bag. "Let's go."

The three girls made their way to the exit of the bathroom and when they had almost reached the door it was suddenly slammed opened and someone came dashing in. Since the three girls were in the way to the entrance of the bathroom the person was forced to stop in front of them. Facing each other they were able to see who it was. With blonde hair just like them, a short stature, a pale white face and a nauseous look on her face, it was their former friend and ex-member of Blondetourage, Tiffany who stood before them. She stared at them with wide eyes and with one hand on her stomach.

Maryse's expression suddenly turned cold but smug. She snorted, "Well, well look at what the dust just blew in? Girls, what do you think of this?"

Michelle joined in supporting Maryse. "I don't see nothing of importance, Ryse, just a piece of trash…in our way." Michelle moved closer to the short blonde girl who now looked down at the floor sadly. Kelly, knew her friends expected her to say something insulting too but she couldn't. Tiffany looked so helpless so instead she pulled at Maryse's arm.

"Come on guys, let's go. We're going to be late," she told them. Maryse seemed like she was going to take Kelly's advice as she took a step forward but instead of heading towards the door she got in Tiffany's face.

"So tell me, Tiff," she said the girl's name with emphasis. "How was your summer? Did you got to the movies, or to the county fair, or maybe even to the beach? Did you have…fun?"

Tiffany continued looking at the floor still holding her stomach. She didn't respond.

Maryse continued, "Well I really hope you did because this year…"Maryse spoke right next to Tiffany's face, "it's going to be hell for you!"

Tiffany flinched as Maryse screamed into her face.

"I don't give a damn if you're carrying a baby, you're going to pay for everything you did to me!" Maryse said and moved forward causing Tiffany to step back.

Kelly couldn't continue watching this. "Stop Maryse! We have to go, you know what Mr. Striker said, your next tardy and you get lunch detention. It's only the third day of school Maryse, you're off to a bad start!" Kelly was telling her to distract her from Tiffany.

This time the platinum blonde let herself be towed away by her friend. She continued glaring at Tiffany though and so did Michelle. Once they were out of her way the short blonde ran inside the bathroom. They could hear her opening the door to one of the stalls then followed by gagging noises.

Maryse and Michelle exchanged looks of disgust. "Ugh," Maryse frowned but then smugly added, "are you enjoying morning sickness, sweetie? It sounds like you are."

The two friends started laughing as they headed out the door. Kelly followed behind them quietly. She breathed a sigh of relief, happy that Maryse was done messing with Tiffany, but she was wrong.

Kelly watched as Michelle pointed to the light switch that was right next to the door of the bathroom. Maryse smirked and nodded, "Hey hunnie, hope you don't miss the toilet! Haha!"

In a second the room went into total darkness and Kelly heard a small gasp from inside the bathroom. Laughing Maryse and Michelle walked out to the hall, Kelly paused a moment raising her hand to turn on the light thinking about how badly Maryse treated her as well.

However, what Tiffany had done was wrong and even Maryse didn't deserve it.

She dropped her arm and walked out into the brightness of the hall ignoring and telling herself that the sobs she had heard coming from inside the bathroom weren't real.

As the three girls walked out of the bathroom, there were students all over the place on their way to their classes. Right before them though stood two tall boys, one tanner than the other and his arms covered in tattoos while the other had no trace of a tattoo on him. They both were built, the light-skinned one a little more. The two looked up and smiled at the girls.

The tall tan one walked over to Maryse and bent down to hug her and peck her on the lips. "I knew you girls would be over here."

"You knew we would be in the bathroom?" Maryse asked her boyfriend, "that's kinda weird, Randy."

John walked over to his side. "Well yeah, if you aren't walking around the halls, or hanging around in the cafeteria then you're in the bathroom in front of the mirror picking at your faces," he said and smiled.

Maryse made a face. "Picking at our faces? What's that supposed to mean?" she asked John.

"Well don't girls put on all the crap on their faces like cover up and lip gloss and mascara…" he said.

Randy looked at his friend and gave him a "why are you asking this" look.

"Why does it matter what we put on our face?" Maryse continued debating with him.

"I'm just saying…" John started but was interrupted.

"Hey John," Michelle spoke up and looked up at him shyly, "aren't you going to say hi to me today?" She said it in a playfully way so Randy wouldn't notice anything strange about their behavior but it was obvious by John's hesitant response that there was something wrong.

John's face suddenly became serious but then he quickly smiled at Michelle. "Well of course I am," he walked over to her and gave her a hug, only a hug. "How are you?"

Michelle forced a smile. "I am good. Thank you," she said and she saw Randy watching them curiously she realized she was being too formal with the guy she has been with for almost two years now. "You wanna walk me to class?"

Again, Michelle noticed John's hesitation. "Umm…yeah sure. What's your first class again?"

Kelly and Maryse looked at each other and frowned. "You guys have Physics together John! Geez! How do you not know that?" Maryse scowled.

John shook his head and then adjusted his baseball cap. "I'm sorry Shelle. I've just been stressing about football, my dad really wants me to do good this year so he's been teaching me some stuff lately…we didn't get to bed till late last night."

"It's okay. I know it's important to you," she said and smiled sadly. However, her sadness was forgotten as John took a hold of her hand and looked into her eyes.

"I really am sorry," he said softly and squeezed her hand. She brightened up and then he gave her that irresistible dimpled smile. He then turned to the others, "Alright guys, well then we'll see you guys at lunch then? See ya, Maryse, Kelly." He and Randy pounded fists.

Maryse hurried over and gave Michelle a quick hug. Sofly she whispered in her ear, "It's worse than I though Shelle. Remember what I told you." When they pulled away, Michelle just nodded slightly and then she and John went down the hall together.

Randy took a hold of Maryse's hand as well. "I'll walk you to your class too," he said and started walking forward but Maryse held back.

Randy looked back at her with a confused look. "Is something the matter?"

Maryse smiled at him and shrugged. "You don't need to walk me to my class, Kelly and I have first hour together," she told him and pointed at her friend who was standing off to the side waiting for her.

Randy let go of Maryse's hand and looked away his face now serious. "Oh. You just don't want people to see us together because they'll think…we are together, as a real couple? Which you obviously don't want to be with me?" he said.

Maryse opened her mouth in shock. Kelly who heard all this decided it'd be better if she moved out of hearing range. "Where is this coming from Randy? Just because I said I didn't want you to walk me to class? Why wouldn't I want people to see us together…I mean we just kissed in the hallway! What's wrong with you today? What's wrong with everyone?" she added at the end thinking of John and Michelle.

Randy's expression softened as he heard Maryse's words. He drew a hand across his face. "I'm sorry babe. I know I'm over reacting I'm just…"

"Stressed about what… football? That one is taken Randy," she interrupted and crossed her arms across her chest.

"No babe…it's just that," he sighed and Maryse turned to look at him. He took her face in his hands, "I was just worried."

"Worried about what Randy?"

He shook his head. "Something stupid. It's just that now that school has started and summer is over I thought maybe you would think it was just a "summer" romance that we had…I didn't want it to be just that. I don't want things to change baby. I don't want us to change," he said. "When you told me you didn't want my company to your class, I thought maybe this was a way of telling me that the end is near."

Maryse watched Randy look at the floor sadly. She realized that Randy was feeling the same way towards her as Michelle was feeling towards John. They were both scared their relationships were going to end. Maryse laughed. How could he possibly think she would dump him? First of all, he was a complete stud! Big points there! Like any popular guy in school he played football and he was the captain as well as the quarterback of the team. His family was very wealthy since his dad was a famous professional wrestler. There was no way she was dumping him any time soon.

Sure she probably didn't like him as much as he liked her and she didn't think they would last longer than a year but she had him now and she wasn't going to let him go.

She looked up at him and smirked. Suddenly she grabbed his face and kissed him so passionately that when they broke off he was breathing a bit heavily. He stared at her and she smiled, "The end of what is drawing near? Not us," she said.

A smile slowly spread across Randy's face as he watched Maryse walk towards where Kelly was standing. "Stop being a worry freak. I don't like it. The only reason I told you that was so you won't be late to your class you dork!"

Suddenly they heard the second bell ring around them. "Which now you are and so are we!" she said and ran towards Kelly. Randy though grabbed her by the arm and made her face him.

"I like you a lot Maryse, don't forget that," he told her.

"Ok ok Randy! We have to go," she said pushing him away playfully and laughing. "Bye!"

Looking back at him she gave him a small smile and then walked with Kelly to their first class.

"Oh man, we're late now," Kelly told Maryse and frowned.

"Don't stress my darling, Blondetourage always arrives fashionably late," she said and smirked.

The two girls however walked quickly. They were almost to their classroom when they heard someone calling from behind them. "Hey!"

Maryse looked at Kelly confused but continued walking. "Who is that?" she said not caring really. Kelly looked back and saw a tall blonde boy running frantically behind them and holding some papers in his hand.

"Hey!" he was finally able to catch up to the two girls, "I'm really sorry to bother you guys…I just couldn't find anyone else, I'm new here and I'm trying to find my class. Would you two be able to help me out?"

Maryse rolled her eyes and continued walking forward, not bothering to look back. "Come on Kelly let's go," she told her friend.

Kelly, however, had stopped and looked hesitantly at the boy in front of her. He seemed like he was having trouble finding his class and Kelly knew how horrible it felt to be a new student at a new school. She decided she was going to help him.

"Um…let me see, what's your first class?" she asked looking at the papers he was holding.

The boy smiled at her, very grateful for the help and handed her his schedule. "Thank you so much." The small blonde nodded and smiled back. Maryse realizing Kelly wasn't behind her, sighed angrily and swiftly turned around.

"Kelly! What did I say…" she started but stopped abruptly. Standing a few feet away from her and next to Kelly was the boy who had been calling after them and he was a very good looking boy at that. Maryse looked at him in wonder, she had not expected him to look like this! Slowly, a smirk spread across her face as she walked over to where they were standing.

The boy looked at her and gave her a hesitant smile. "I'm really sorry to keep you from your class, I'm just totally lost, they gave this map but for some reason I don't understand…"

"No, no," Maryse interrupted, "don't even worry about it. I should be apologizing, I know being the new student to a new school is a bit…difficult." She said and smiled at him.

Kelly looked up from the boy's schedule to look at Maryse suspiciously. Ok, what was Maryse up to, she thought, she was never this nice to someone new. She glanced at the new boy and got her answer. He was tall with shoulder-length blonde hair, pretty muscular, tattoos on his arms, light-skinned and overall really hot.

"Yeah, I just got here and well I don't know where anything is at, I mean I would think they would offer a guide or something? I guess not," he said and shrugged.

It seemed like a light bulb lit up suddenly above Maryse's head and she smiled. "Well, I can…I mean WE can be your guides. I mean…only if you'd like?" she asked him.

The new boy raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Wow! Really? That would be great, but only if I'm not bugging you guys or keeping you from your classes like I'm doing…well now."

Maryse laughed. He's funny, she thought. She liked that.

"Oh wow! What a coincidence!" Kelly exclaimed, "you actually have first period with us."

Maryse took the boy's schedule and looked at it. "Wow that is a big coincidence," she said and continued smirking. And a very good one at that, she thought as well.

The boy seemed to breathe a big sigh of relief, then he smiled down at the two blonde girls. "Well, so far things aren't going to bad here. Thank you," he said and then realizing he didn't know their names put a hand to his forehead.

"Well, I am so sorry for my manners," he said, "I haven't even introduced myself. My name is Adam Copeland but usually everyone calls me Edge."

Kelly looked up at him curiously. "Edge? Why?"

He shrugged. "My older sister came up with it since we were kids and it kinda…stuck. She's also new here but she's a junior this year," he said.

"We'll be looking forward to meeting her then," Maryse told him as Kelly continued watching her suspisciously, "My name is Maryse by the way, Maryse Ouellet."

"And I'm Kelly Blank," the shorter blonde told her and smiled radiantly.

"Very nice to meet you guys," he said but for some reason he was staring at Maryse and she very well liked it.

"Did you say Ouellet? As in, John Bradshaw Ouellet?" he asked her.

The platinum blonde narrowed her eyes at him now as she heard her father's name. Could there be more to this already big coincidence? "Yes, that is my…father. Do you know him?" she said.

"Well not really but my dad does, that is the whole reason we moved down here. My dad is Shawn Michaels Copeland and he works for your dad's car company," he said.

Maryse raised her eyebrow now. "Really? So you're from Canada then? Daddy told me one of his personal assistants from Toronto was going to move down here. I didn't think he would bring his whole family though."

"Yeah, well he did," Edge said and made a face, "but I feel like things won't so bad…as I expected. I mean so far you two are the only people I have met besides the counselors and you have been very friendly to me."

"Oh hunny, trust me we are the best people you will meet at this school," Maryse said and linked her arm with his. They started heading to their class with Kelly beside them and as she watched her friend she saw that terrible smirk on her face grow wider and the small blonde knew that this year was going to be very interesting.

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