Guys I am so sorry about me being so extremely late on updating. I was helping my sister with last minute touches on her wedding, not to mention that I am in it so last minute bridesmaids dresses took a lot of my time and I am so very sorry. I hope you all forgive me for the unintentional lapse. Hopefully this won't happened again and I am going to try to update more than I usually do. I am going to continue the story I deleted a while back. There are going to be a few changes, but I'll try to make it similar to the last. Here goes hope you like it.

WWE HIGH:

Magnet and Performing Arts School

TRISH STRATUS- One of the most sexiest divas at WWE HIGH. Head Cheer captain of the Cheerleading Squad. She's the daughter of Alice and John, the top two Multi-Millionaires on her block.

THE BEST FRIENDS

Torrie Wilson-She's the sweetest girl, you'll ever meet, but she plays hard to get.

Stacy Keibler- She has the cutest smile and long, beautiful, amazing legs. She cute but don't let her looks fool you!

Melina Perez- Melina is the one with a huge sex appeal, but she is not the girl to mess with. She is impetuous and very sarcastic. She loves speaking her mind and she knows her way with the boys.

THE NEW GIRL

Mickie James- Mickie is New at WWE High and she's the new girl on the block, not to mention that she's Trish Stratus' new neighbor. Which means she would want nothing more than to befriend, the one and only, Trish Stratus.

CHAPTER 1: Girl Next Door

SUNDAY, August 21st

5:21 PM

TRISH'S ROOM

Trish was in her room video chatting with her Torrie and Stacy on her computer. She was trying to decide what to wear to school since it's their first day back from Summer break and it was Senior year which means the hotter you look the better.

"What do you guys think? Sexy? Or Nawl?" Trish asked holding up a laced hot pink top.

"Totally sexy!" Torrie said nodding her head up and down.

"Definitely, babe!" Stacy exclaimed. Trish smiled and sat the blouse on top of her "what to wear" pile.

"Trisha! Darling, come down stairs for a second sweetie!" Alice, Trish's mom shouted from downstairs.

"Guys, I have to go! Mom is calling me!" Trish told the girls' then logged off. Trish took a quick glance at herself in the mirror. She fluffed her hair and did a lip gloss check. Trish closed her room door and happily trotted down the stairs of her huge mansion.

"Ah, there's my beautiful princess!" Her father exclaimed.

"Of course, Daddy!" Trish said greeting her father with a hug.

"Trish, you remember my best friend Lauryn, right?" Trish nodded.

Lauryn was trailer park trash in Trish's opinion. She still wonders to this very day, how did her mom even become best friends with that excuse of dumpster. They're completely different from each other.

"Lauryn and her daughter are moving in next door. They're our new neighbors! Isn't that great sweet heart!?" Her mom exclaimed clapping her hands.

Trish's hazel eyes were about to jump out of their sockets. "New Neighbors!? How the hell could they even afford?! Seriously look at them! They're trash waiting to be thrown out!" Trish thought.

"Aren't you excited!?" Her mom asked.

"Hell no." Trish mumbled under her breath.

"Come on! Let me introduce them to you!" Her mother said gently pulling on Trish's arm, leading the way to the living room.

Trish managed to escape out of her mother's tight grip. "It's just the living room. I know my own way around my house! Damn, it's not that serious!" Trish thought. Lauryn and her daughter were sitting on the black leather couch.

"Trish, this is Lauryn's daughter, Mickie." Her mother said. "What the hell? Mickie?" Trish wrinkled her nose at that thought.

"That name seems appropriate for this piece of trash I'm looking at." Trish thought again.

Mickie was wearing a red and blue plaid button down shirt with boot cut jeans and cowboy boots.

"She looks like something threw up on her at a picnic. I would too if I was caught dead in those clothes." Trish contemplated.

"Hi." Mickie said timidly followed by a wave.

"I'm, Trish, which you should already know, but nice to meet you." Trish said with a plastered smile.

"Mickie, tell Trish what school you're going to." Lauryn insisted politely.

"I'm going to this performing arts and magnet school called...WWE HIGH." Mickie replied. Trish's perfectly glossed mouth fell open in shock.

"What the Hell!" Trish shouted aloud unintentionally.

"Patricia! You know we do not use that type of language in this house!" Her mother retorted.

"Um...Mom, I have to go now." Trish said hurrying to the staircase.

"Why don't you take Mickie with you, dear?!" Her father suggested.

"That's a brilliant idea, Jonathan!" Her mother said. Trish groaned at the thought of taking that piece of dirt with her anywhere.

"Daddy...Do I have to?" Trish moaned, batting her long eyelashes and big hazel eyes trying to persuade him.

"Patricia!" Her mother yelled rolled her eyes.

"Ugh! Alright! Come on, Vickie!" Trish said trudging to the garage.

"Uh, it's Mickie!" Mickie corrected.

"That's what I said!" Trish replied locking the door behind her.

Café De Flore

SUNDAY, August 21st

7:24 PM

Torrie and Stacy sat in booth waiting on Trish and Melina to show up.

"Hey, Tor! What do you think Senior Year will be like?" Stacy asked brushing her silky blonde hair.

"I don't know, Stace. Hopefully it will be fun and there are some hot guys." Torrie replied.

"What's up,Stace? Tor?" A male voice said. It was John Cena one of the hottest guys at WWE HIGH.

"Hi, John." Torrie said. John smiled. Stacy did the same and said "Hello."

"Why are you guys sitting here?" He asked sliding into the booth across from theirs.

"We're waiting on Trish and Melina." Stacy answered. John nodded followed by an "Ohh..." that trailed softly.

Trish pulled up to the Café. She turned off the car and took her keys out of the ignition. Her and Mickie didn't say a word to each other the whole ride to the Café.

"Oh my God! Shit! He's here!" Trish said when she saw John's Silver Camaro SS.

"Who's here?" Mickie asked.

"No one that concerns you!" Trish snapped. Trish fixed her white laced cami and put on her black Bebe leather jacket. Trish reached into her Michel Kors purse for mascara and applied some more on her eyelashes, along with lip gloss.

Trish threw the tube of mascara and lip gloss into her Michel Kors bag. Trish did one last make-up check, fluffed her hair, and pulled her handbag on her shoulder.

Trish locked her car doors and walked into the Café. John looked past his shoulder and saw Trish and Mickie coming.

"Sup, Cena!" Trish smiled.

"Nothing much, Stratus! You're looking sexy as usual!" John smiled showing off his dimples. *"Oh, God! He's so hot!"* Trish thought trying to regain herself from him.

"You're looking like an ass as usual!" Trish countered. Stacy and Torrie giggled. It was pretty obvious that those two needed to get a room.

"You're feisty, Trish! I like that about you!" John said.

"And you're a loser, John! Hmm... I don't like!" Trish asserted. Mickie laughed. She wish she was as confident as Trish. Mickie caught John's attention. Mickie stop laughing and turned Her head nervously.

"Oh, that is Mickie James...and she's new here, so no you can not put your filthy hands in her pants!" Trish said. John wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her closer.

"You know you want me, Trish." John whispered in her ear. *"God! He smells so good!"* Trish thought.

"Whatever, Cena. Get off of me and go home before I lose my appetite!" Trish said cooly as she shoved him off of her and sat down next to Torrie.

"Alright, I'll leave. You can act like this all you want, Stratus..." John paused and leaned close to her ear. "But, you know you still my boo!" John said as he dabbed her chin with his hand. Trish avoided eye contact while her stomach was doing back flips.

"Why are you so Damn sexy!?" Trish thought. John Cena was a perfect ten. He's sexy as Hell! Captain of the football team and all of the girls wanna be with him. We could be the perfect couple and make so many people jealous." Trish thought.

"Hmm..sexual tension, much?" Torrie smirked. Stacy was still laughing.

"I hate him." Trish said simply scanning the menu. Trish looked up and saw Mickie standing up like a stupid statue.

"Why are you still standing? Sit down." Trish said. Mickie sat across from Trish. Torrie observed her.

"So...ummm..why is she here, again?" Torrie questioned staring at Mickie. Trish looked up from the menu.

"She's my mom friend daughter...or whatever...She's going to WWE High." Trish said as she continued reading the menu.

"Why? I mean like seriously she won't be able to fit in at WWE HIGH." Torrie asked again. Trish let out a frustrated sigh.

"Can we talk about something else? Jesus! Tor, seriously she's right there!" Trish retorted.

"Sorry." Torrie mumbled. "So, are you ready for Senior Year."

"Yep, it's going to be awesome!" Trish said.

"Hey...ummm..." Torrie trailed getting Mickie's attention.

"Mickie." Mickie said.

"Yeah, whatever. So...what's your magnet?" Torrie questioned.

"Ummm...Creative Writing." Mickie replied. Torrie frowned and grabbed her menu.

"Well, mine is Musical Theatre." Torrie said ending the conversation. Trish glanced at Torrie appalled by her actions. She was actually being nice to Mickie.

"What's up, ladies?" Melina said walking in giving Trish, Stacy, and Torrie hugs and kisses.

"Hey, Mel." Trish said.

"Sup, Lina!" Torrie said.

"Hey, Melina!" Stacy said.

"Uh...look I don't know who you are, but you don't sit here..we do! Okay? So, get up! And go find somewhere else to sit!" Melina said.

"Melina, she's with me!" Trish said.

"Oh...sorry." Melina said with an apologetic smile. "But, where am I going to sit?" Melina asked.

Trish pointed to a chair at a table. Melina grabbed the chair and sat it close to Trish. They ordered their drinks. Mickie felt weird. Trish, Torrie, Stacy and Melina were all on one side, while she sat on the other.

"Guess who I went out with last night?" Melina said taking a sip of her frappé.

"Who?" Stacy asked.

"John Morrison!" Melina exclaimed.

"Oh my God!" Torrie exclaimed.

"It's about Damn time! You've been crushing on him since Junior year!" Trish said.

"I know you're not talking! You've been crushing on John Cena since freshmen year!" Melina replied. Trish blushed.

"Yeah, when are you two going to go out with each other! I know you love playing hard to get, but Damn, Trish when are you going to finally let him in!" Torrie said.

"I mean yeah, Trish, what if John start to lose interest. It is Senior Year! You don't have that much time anymore." Stacy said.

Trish, never really thought about that. Her friends were right. She has to let him in sooner or later, but she's going to let him in her way.

"Whatever. Besides, Melina, you better watch your back." Trish said. "Morrison, still hangs out with that slut Candice Michelle."

"Whatever, he's over her!" Melina replied.

"It's still cheating if they haven't officially broken up!" Trish said taking a sip of her water.

"Oh, really. Well you cheated on Chris." Melina said.

"Yeah, Trish, what do you call that?" Stacy said taking a bite of her Strawberry Crepe.

"I didn't cheat on him. It's just Christian and I...uh..well..." Trish began. "Oh come on! It's not like Chris was all innocent. It was pretty obvious that he cheated on me with Stephanie...so we're even."

"Yeah, true!" Stacy and Torrie said in unison.

"Anyways, we need to make Senior Year amazingly awesome. Trish raised her glass. To Senior Year...this one is going to be a wild one, girls'!" Trish said as their glasses clinked.

Mickie observed the girls. "These girls are crazy. This IS going to be a wild one!" Mickie thought.

Well that's chapter 1 to the story hope you guys enjoyed. I will indeed try to have the next chapter updated by next week or Friday. Thanks for reading! Please, please REVIEW! Have A WONDERFUL TIME IN THE WORLD! Byeeee. REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW.