SUMMARY: Trish and John are both seniors in high school. Both are mutual acquaintances and have crushes on each other. What happens when they both find out the other is crushing on the other as well?
CHARACTERS: Trish/Cena, Lita/CM Punk, Stacy Keibler/Orton, Triple H/Stephanie, Batista/Torrie and others.
DISCLAIMER: I own NOTHING!
Chapter 1
(Trish's POV)
I sighed as I sat in homeroom, watching the morning announcements. I was bored. I just wanted homeroom period to over with so I could get to first period and start my day. It was Friday as well, which meant one thing: the weekend. I loved the weekends. I could spend the time relaxing and doing nothing, plus hanging out with my best friend and her boyfriend. Unfortunately, I didn't have a boyfriend. It was the story of my life as a senior in high school.
I looked up at the TV screen. The captain of the cheerleading squad, Stacy Keibler, was on. She was telling everyone about the football game that evening.
"Come out and support the team," She said.
I smiled. I liked Stacy. She was nice to me, unlike so many of the popular bitches at my school.
My name was Patricia "Trish" Stratigias. I was a senior at Stamford High School in Stamford, Connecticut. I was very happy it was my senior year, because I was happy to get the hell out of high school. I hated high school. I wanted to be popular, but I wasn't. I was a loner. I had friends, but not a lot of them. I had my best friend, Amy Dumas. She was all I cared about and for.
The morning announcements finally ended. The bell rang shortly after that. I gathered my books and purse. I then stood up and headed for the door. Everyone slowly made their way out the door and into the hallway. Once I was outside of homeroom, I headed for first period, which was Spanish.
It currently September. School had been in session for a couple weeks already. We had had one football. Tonight was the second football game of the season and it was a home game. I would be at the football game. I would be at the game, because I was in marching band. I was part of the color guard, a flag girl. My best friend, Amy and I did it together. We were both band geeks and loved it. We were proud of it.
As I walked to first period, I came across a group of four senior guys, John Cena, Randy Orton, Paul Levesque and Dave Batista. As I walked past them, I smiled. I smiled, because I had a huge crush on one of them. I had a huge crush on John Cena. I had had a crush on him since we were freshmen. I met him in Algebra I on the very first day of school our freshmen year.
Our math teacher, Mr. Haines had insisted on us freshmen getting to know each other, so we split off into groups of two. Mr. Haines had gone around the room and pointed to each person saying they were number one or two. I had been number one and John had been number two.
In our little groups of two, we introduced ourselves and talked a bit about each other. John told me he was a football player. I told him I was in the marching band. He asked if I played an instrument. I said no. I was part of the color guard. Long story, short, John and I talked and got to know each other. We were casual acquaintances. He was always nice to me and I was always nice to him.
(John's POV)
"Did you guys see Stacy on the news?" My best friend, Randy Orton asked.
"Yeah," Dave Batista said.
"Of course, we saw her," Paul Levesque said. "She is hard to miss since she's the head cheerleader."
"You're just jealous," Randy said.
"Hey, I have a girlfriend," Paul said. "I have the hottest girlfriend around."
"I beg to differ," Dave said. "My girlfriend is the hottest."
I rolled my eyes as my friends found over who had the hottest girlfriends. The guys were ridiculous at times. It was very annoying. I saw her walk by then. I saw Trish Stratigias walk by and I smiled. I smiled to myself of course. I didn't want her to see it.
Ever since freshmen year, I have had a huge crush on her. I had thought she was really beautiful. I never had the nerve to ask her out, though. She was not like the girls I usually dated. She was not popular. She was not a cheerleader. I was stereotyping the poor girl and I shouldn't have been doing that.
"Hey John," Randy said.
"What?" I asked.
"Whose girlfriend is hotter?" Dave asked.
"Yeah, whose girlfriend is hotter?" Paul asked. "Is it Stacy, Stephanie, or Torrie?"
I rolled my eyes. These guys were definitely ridiculous. I shook my head. "Who the hell cares whose girlfriend is hotter?" I asked. "All of your girlfriends are hot. All are nice girls. Let's not argue over whose hotter. Those girls aren't arguing over whose boyfriend is hotter…Don't start with that one either."
The bell rang then. "Come on, let's get to class."
The four of us headed to first period. We had Weightlifting first period. All the varsity football players had it.
(Trish's POV)
I got into first period, just as the bell rang telling student to get to class. I went and took my seat. I sat down next to Stephanie McMahon.
"Hey Trish," She said.
"Hi," I said.
"How are you?"
"Good and you."
"Good as well," Stephanie said. "Are you excited for the first home game tonight?"
"Yes, I am. I bet Paul's excited for the first home game."
Stephanie smiled. "Oh, he is. Hey, a bunch of us are going to go out after the game tonight. You and Amy Dumas with Phil Brooks are more than welcome to join us."
"Thanks, sounds great."
"Great," Stephanie said.
The late bell rang then. Our teacher came up to the front of the class from the back where her desk was. She began class, by saying good morning to us in Spanish.
(John's POV)
The day was long annoying. I hated school on Fridays. I was always so excited for the footballs games during football season. Fridays always seemed to drag on. They had dragged on for three long years. I had been on Varsity since sophomore year.
I was really glad when it got to lunch, because that was when I got to hang out with my friends: guys and girls.
"So what's for lunch today?" I asked as I was in line.
"Chicken nuggets and tater tots," Stacy Keibler, Randy's girlfriend and my best gal pal said.
"Yum."
"That seems to be typical on a lot of Fridays," Randy said.
"Who cares? I love chicken nuggets and tater tots."
"Me too," A voice behind me said.
I turned around and turned back to the front. I rolled my eyes. The voice behind me was from my ex-girlfriend, Maria Kanellis.
"Yeah, you like just about everything, Maria," I said.
"More like she likes everyone," Randy said.
Stacy elbowed him. "Burn," I said, laughing.
Maria crossed her arms over her chest.
I ignored her. I went through the lunch line and grabbed my lunch.
Maria was a junior. We had started dating her sophomore year and my junior year. But Maria liked to get around. She cheated on me and when I found out we broke up. It was funny. Her ex-boyfriend, Phil Brooks had had the same problem with her. Phil Brooks was currently dating Amy Dumas, Trish's best friend.
I smiled at the thought of Trish. Gees, boy, find the girl and ask her out. That thought always ran through my head, but I never had the courage to do it. Well, it was time to man up.
I took my seat at my table with Randy, Stacy, Dave, his girlfriend, Torrie Wilson, Paul, and his girlfriend, Stephanie McMahon.
"Hey Tor and Steph," I said.
"Hey John," Stephanie said.
"Hi," Torrie waved.
I smiled and began to eat my lunch.
(Trish's POV)
"Hey Trish," Amy said as she sat down across me. Her boyfriend, Phil sat down next to her.
"Hey," I said. "Hi Phil."
"Hey, Trish," Phil said. "How are you?"
"I'm good. How are you?"
"Just peachy."
"I have that for lunch today," I said.
Amy and Phil laughed as I smiled.
"How's your day been?" Amy asked.
"Fine. How about yours," I said.
"The same pretty much. I'm looking forward to History, because I have it with you."
"I know. I'm looking forward to it too. It sucks we have different classes that are senior classes."
"Uh-huh," Amy said as she began eating her lunch. I continued eating mine. The three of us were quiet for a few minutes.
"Are you two doing anything after the game tonight?" Phil asked.
"No," Amy said. "Why?"
"Oh, that reminds me," I said. "Stephanie invited all three of us to hang out with her, Paul and some others after the game tonight."
"Oh, that's funny," Phil said. "Dave Batista said I could hang out with them tonight after the game too."
"Dave Batista. He's hot."
"But not as hot as John, though, right?" Amy said.
"No, Dave is really hot. But I like John better. He has a nice personality."
"Anyway," Phil said. "Dave invited me and Amy to hang out. I freaked I'd ask you to come too, Trish."
"Well, it works out perfectly," I said. "Stephanie invited us and I told her it would be great."
"Yeah, sure," Amy said. "Stephanie's cool. I don't mind hanging out with them tonight."
"Awesome."
"Trish gets to hang out with Cena tonight too," Phil said. "She'll have a ball."
"Shut up, Phillip."
We all laughed.
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