Again, thankies for the reviews loves. At The time of writing this note, there was five of them. And I must say I enjoy reading them…but I wants to get it to double numbers.

But chyeah…lets get on with the story…no need for a recap this team.

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Amy laughed at Jillian and tried to look as though she was listening. No doubt about it, the teacher was hott. But, he was a teacher. She frowned thinking about it. "And you are?" said the teacher, looking at her.

"What ?" she said. "Oh, right. New girl stuff. Um, Amy Copeland. From Carolina. Just moved here."

"Short and sweet." Mr. Jericho said before beginning to take the register. Amy wasn't sure whether he was talking about what she had said, or her herself.

She spent most of the class, sitting in a daze. She was, quite honestly, AMAZED by Mr. Jericho. He played riffs on the guitar, she sat with her mouth wide open. She just, couldn't understand it. He was a teacher. And she KNEW nothing could ever happen. Nothing like THAT anyways. But…He was so damn hot. Much hotter than that Randy guy anyways.

When the class ended, Amy walked out the class not even waiting for Jillian. She frowned and looked around the hallways, trying to work out what way her next class was.

She rummaged in her bag, looking for a timetable when she felt a hand on her arm. "Are you ok?" she looked up at the guy standing in front of her. God, she thought, I REALLY cant be assed with all this. She nodded anyways. "If you're wondering what you've got next…it's Math."

Amy stared at him. "Do you stalk me or something?"

He shook his head. "I head Christy and Ariel talking. Something about how Jillian better get you to Mr. Malenko's class. Well, I'm in his class, I'll get yah there." Amy raised an eyebrow as the guy ran his hand over his short dark hair. "Look, I'm not saying you have to. But yah gonna get lost. And I don't wanna see a pretty girl like you all distressed."

Amy rolled her eyes. She knew to expect this from him. The girls had warned her. But she had a mission. She couldn't fall for ANYTHING. "Ok." She nodded, acting as though he meant nothing. To be honest, getting to her next class WAS important. But she didn't want HIM to see that.

They walked silently up a flight of stairs and along a long narrow corridor. "Well here it is," he said, pushing her in slightly. She saw a small man, with dark hair, which was beginning to fade, wearing cord trousers and a knitted sweater.

"Ahhh you must be Miss Copeland. You have an excuse to be late. You don't know you're way around. But you, Mr. Batista ? Why are you late. Even your friend Randall made it on time." said the teacher.

Amy looked to where the teacher had pointed. Randy Orton was swinging back in a chair. He looked over and waved. There was an empty seat next to him, no doubt for Dave.

Dave rolled his eyes and walked away from the teacher. He walked over to Randy and began to sit down next to him, when Randy hit him. "The seat was for her. Fuck off."

Amy went red. "Shit." She mumbled.

"Language like that isn't tolerable in THIS school Miss Copeland. I Don't know what you got up to in your old school, but it wont be a thing like this. Randall. Amy. Detention for both of you." Mr. Malenko said, a grin plastered across his face.

Amy sat down huffily next to Randy. "Well hello there beautiful." He said laughing.

"Oh fuck off and leave me alone." she replied, glaring at the boy next to her.

"Now we BOTH know you don't want that. See, there isn't a girl ALIVE who can resist me." said Randy cockily.

"Well that's BULLSHIT and we BOTH know it. Cause believe me, I don't want you anywhere near me." Amy said and turned her chair to face away from him.

Shit, she thought. The plan. You cant ruin the girls plan just cause you cant cope with a slime ball like him.

She bit her lip, not believing what she was doing, and turned her chair back to where it had been, moments before. "Randy, I'm sorry. Today just hasn't been a very good day for me. And I think, maybe, I was a little hasty to jump down your throat."

Randy choked slightly on the water he was drinking. "What?" He asked, having heard perfectly.

"I said, I'm SORRY." she replied, through gritted teeth.

"Awww. I Think someone just thought her chances were ruined. Well, cause you're cute, you can have another go. I'm generous like that." Randy said grinning like the fool that he was.

Amy sighed and pretended to smile. A Full year? With him? This had GOT to be one of those candid camera shows.

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Authors note : ok. This ISN'T the chapter I had planned. I had something else, but it just didn't work for the way I wanted my story to go. Again, short, but I'm thinking about another story. Another NON high school fic. So, we shall see. But that one would MOST DEFINITELY involve LitaxOrton…although I'm not sure this one will…