Stephanie McMahon awoke with her alarm clock going off, she groaned and smacked it off before turning over and burying her head under the blankets to get a few more moments sleep. She was just drifting off to sleep when she remembered that today was the first day of her senior year at Greenwich high. She squealed a little before throwing the blankets off and running into her bathroom for a shower. Once she was done with that she walked into her walk-in closet and picked out the perfect outfit, which consisted of tight black skinny jeans, and a white tank top, covered with a black vest. She grabbed her heels and slipped them on before looking herself over in the mirror. After touching up her lip gloss she deemed herself gorgeous and grabbed her purse and binder before walking out of the room.
She walked down the stairs and into her kitchen where she saw her mom and brother sitting at the table eating breakfast while chatting about school. "Hi mom, good morning moocher." She said referring to her brother who was home from college at the moment since his school was under some kind of strike.
"Good morning sweetheart, did you want some pancakes?" Linda asked smiling up at her daughter from her seat.
"No thanks,"
"And by the way before you leave looking like a hooker," Shane said dodging the blow Stephanie was aiming at him, "You might want to note that this is your last year of true freedom."
"What is that supposed to mean? Besides you look pretty free right now."
"Nope, today is going to my first day working with dad. He said if I wanted to be at home while my school is closed I needed to make my own money because he wasn't giving me any."
"That's right, daddy has to save it all for his little princess, it really sucks to be you Shaners."
"Whatever," He said rolling his eyes at his baby sister. He didn't understand how someone so small could be so annoying sometimes.
Stephanie smiled at her brother and waved goodbye to both Shane and Linda before heading out the door and toward her car to go pick up her best friend.
She got into her car and drove to her best friend's house, well she couldn't really say best friend, she considered her more of a sister. They had known each other since preschool and had been friends ever since their first day. She stopped in front of the driveway and grabbed her phone to send a text message letting her know that she had arrived and was waiting, but just as she picked up her phone, Trish came running out of the house. She climbed into the passenger seat and slammed the door. As Stephanie drove away from the house she looked at her friend and noticed the pissed expression on her face.
"What's with the face?"
"Nothing," Trish said glaring at her hands.
"Come on Trish, I'm your best friend you have to tell me. Besides we're supposed to be happy today, it's the first day of our senior year, one more year and we can blow this town."
"It's just my mom and dad, they have done nothing but bitch at me all morning and last night too."
"Why? Because we went out last night?"
"That and the fact that I didn't want to go to Melissa's stupid party tonight."
"Oh, don't they understand why you aren't speaking to her?"
"No, everything is always my fault. Perfect Melissa never does anything wrong."
"Well if you want to move in with me, I promise not to let my parents catch you living in my closet." Stephanie laughed.
"Gee thanks Steph, not even giving me a bed."
"Well you can share mine if you really want to pitch a fit over it."
Trish laughed and rolled her eyes at her friend. "Thanks for making me feel better."
"Kind of my job." Stephanie said as she pulled into a spot next to a black Toyota. "So are you as excited as I am for English today? Mr. Gonzales all year."
"Oh god don't remind me, he still hates us from last year. It's like get over it already dude."
"I know right? Talk about living in the past. We can just snag the seats in the back, kick any juniors out."
"Very true." Trish said getting out of the car.
Together they walked into the school, taking deep breaths as they walked in. Finally they were seniors and nothing was going to stop them this year. It was going to be the best year of their lives, they had already made a pact saying as much. They walked toward their first class together, and stopped for a moment outside the door.
"At least we have each other yeah?"
"Of course," Trish said wrapping her arm around Stephanie's arm. "He can't like fail us on purpose or something can he?"
"Yeah right, my dad knows the kind of grades I get, if I said something he would probably own the school by the end of the day."
Trish laughed as they walked into the room together. "Very true,"
Stephanie braced herself to see the teacher that had disliked both her and Trish since the beginning of last year when he had had his house trashed by some seniors, he had of course blamed them because his favorite student Kurt Angle had told him that it had been their idea in the first place.
What she wasn't prepared to see however, was a tall guy in jeans and a nice shirt with shoulder length blonde hair tied back into a ponytail. She glanced at his backside and felt a blush build up in her cheeks. Just then he turned around and smiled at both her and Trish.
That was when she felt her knees go weak and her heart accelerate.
