Disclaimer: I do not own CM Punk or Colt Cabana. I only own my characters. The original story-line belongs to: Punk'sgirlForLifexxx. You guys should check her out and read her stuff, it's really good. I thank her for letting me have a go writing this story-line.

I will refer to CM Punk as Phil Brooks and Colt Cabana as Scott Colton. For other superstars I will use their ring names (mainly, there might be an exception).

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I should say I have no clue how American schooling works so I apologize if I get anything wrong.

Scarlet's P.O.V.

"You got everything?" Scott poked his head out of the car window.

"Yeah." I pouted my bottom lip out. "Please don't leave me with people."

"You need to make friends you unearthly creature." He winked at me. "I'll see you after school."

"Bye." I waved as he drove off.

Great. First day with people I don't know. My first lesson was modern world history. Actually my time table is:

9:00 – 9:55 = Modern world history.

9:55 – 10:50 = Maths.

10:50 – 11:10 = Break.

11:10 – 12:05 = Psychology.

12:05 – 13:00 = Biology.

13:00 – 13:30 = Lunch.

13:30 – 14:25 = Photography.

14:25 – 15:20 = Art.

I walked to my first lesson ten minutes late. I couldn't find the room.

"Excuse me." I knocked on the door.

"You must be Scarlet." A man in his fifties said. "Take a seat."

Everybody was sat in pairs. Apart from a guy in the back, with his hood up and earphones in. I took a seat next to him. I wish I could do what he was doing. But I couldn't. I needed to pass all of these subjects. The first lesson went quickly to my surprise. The next lesson was maths. I looked at my piece of paper and tried to figure out where I had to go.

"Would ya' like some help with that?" The guy that was sat next to me said. He had a cute Australian accent.

"Please." I smiled politely.

"Here follow me." He took me to the opposite direction that I was going to go in. "We have a few classes together."

"Really?" I took a sigh of relief. "I really need help with where I'm going. It's my first day."

"Don't worry." He stopped outside a classroom. "I've only been here, well in America, for a couple of months."

"Thank you." I thanked him.

"See ya' later." He gave a smile then walked away.

Well, Scott would be proud I've made a friend. Maths wasn't as easy as I thought it was going to be but I managed to get through it. At break everyone was either in the cafeteria or outside. I found a tree away from everyone and leant against it. You could tell there were small friendship groups. The bell rang after twenty minutes and I had to find my next class.

Psychology was followed by biology.

"We meet again." The boy from history sat beside me. "I'm Caden."

"Scarlet." I offered a handshake.

"Very formal." He laughed shaking my hand.

"Everyone be quiet." The teacher walked in.

"She's a bitch." He whispered in my ear, making me laugh out loud.

"I don't think we've met." The teacher came over to me. "Not the best first expression you're making on your first day."

"Sorry." I awkwardly looked down. I lightly jabbed Caden's arm when she walked away.

The lesson was so boring. She complained and wined and moaned.

"Mind if I stay with you during lunch?" I asked Caden. "I don't know anyone."

"Sure." We walked over to a corner table. "I don't know anyone here either."

"How come you moved over to America?" I asked.

"Dad's in the army." He bit into an apple. "They redirected him here."

"Your mother fine with moving?" I might of come across as being nosey.

"I don't speak to her."

"Oh," that was uncomfortable. "Sorry."

He started telling me about everyone in the school. We also had photography and art together. Caden sat next to me in those subjects too.

"It was nice meeting you." I told Caden. "See you tomorrow."

"By Scarlet." He offered me a hand shake.

"Very formal." I mimicked.

"I'm a formal man, Madame." Caden winked.

"Scarlet," Scott called from the car. "Get your ass in here."

"Bye." I said to Caden before running to the passenger seat.

"How was your first day?" Scott asked giving me a hug.

"I made it out alive." I giggled. "I deserve a gold medal."

"Who was that?" He started driving.

"Caden."

"What's his problem?"

"Don't be harsh." I flicked him. "He's the only person I actually talked to."

"Fine." He narrowed his eyes. "How were your lessons?"

"Good. I don't think my biology teacher likes me though." I shrugged.

"She can get stuffed." He ruffled my hair. "Phil is back." He tone was warning. "If Amy is over and you hear stuff. I think you can guess what-"

"Yeah I can." I stopped him before he could carry on.

"Philip." He opened to front door. "Look who I picked up."

"Scarlet, the little lost monkey." Phil gave me a small hug. "How was your first day?"

"I found her canoodling with a boy." Scott tried to get me in trouble.

"One, we were talking." I put on a posh accent. "Two, no one uses canoodling anymore."

"That's you told." Phil lightly punched his arm.

"How long you here for?" I asked him.

"Raw is here tonight." Phil told me. "I never have Mondays off. But I'm home tomorrow."

"Raw?" I raised an eyebrow at them both.

"Wrestling show. It's on T.V." He tried to give me clues but gave up. "WWE."

"Ah." I nodded. "Good luck."

"Luck is for losers." Phil said, with Scott mimicking him from behind.

Phil's P.O.V.

Scarlet's appearance was different from when I first met her. She had life in her eyes and tone in her skin. Her cheeks now held a natural pink colour.

"Want to go tonight?" Scott asked her.

"Sure." Scarlet pouted out her bottom lip.

"Go get changed then. We leave in an hour. That's probably not enough for girls to get changed." I gave a puzzled look. "Do you need more time?"

"I'll be ready." She walked to her room laughing.

"She looks like a human now." I told Scott once Scarlet was gone.

"And you didn't want to help her out when we first met her." He teased me.

Scarlet's P.O.V.

I looked at myself in the full length mirror once I was done getting ready. I wore a cream sleeveless blouse tucked into a black high waisted skirt. The skirt was a mid-thigh length; I wore black tights to cover up the rest of my legs. My new bought boots fitted to outfit well. My hair was in two plaits with my fringe framing my face. I looked at my five foot, six frame. I weighed around 125 pounds. And I absolutely hated the way I looked.

"You ready?" Phil called from downstairs. "I'm going to be late."

"Coming." I rushed down the stairs. "I'm ready."

"You look pretty." Scott smiled, opening the front door for me.

"Good job you wore those tights." Phil put his arm around me and Scott as we walked down to the car.

We drove to the arena – which was massive. It was just before five when we got there.

"I need to find Vince." Phil told Scott and I. "Stay in my locker room."

"Yes sir." Scott did the army salute.

"Is all this just for Phil?" I asked Scott when we got into what must be his locker room.

"I did say he was kind of a big deal." Scott jumped onto the couch.

"I get what you mean now." I sat beside him.

"Let's go meet everyone." Scott grabbed hold of my arm and dragged me to a cafeteria.

I spent two hours meeting tons of people. There were two girls named AJ and Katelyn. They guys were called Rey, John, Mike, Glenn, and a few others I can't remember. Dolph, Zack and Kofi were there too.

Scott and I took front row seats before the event. We sat near the ramp. Everyone that I had met had come on stage; Dolph even gave me a high five. The last person out was Phil. Everybody booed him for some reason.

He didn't come down the ramp though. He sat on the floor, next to the place where he came out, with his legs crossed.

"We meet again." He said, in a cold tone, into the microphone. "You know. I don't get you people? Why boo the person who is better than you." There was a loud boo again. "Yeah, I'm straight edge, and I'm better than you. You people go out, get drunk. Even do drugs. You don't look after your innocent little kids. Go home tonight; take a good hard look at them. Cherish them. Love them." Was there a slight cheer? "I know this beautiful young girl. Her parents - well, don't get me started on her parents. I'll just say one thing about them. That she will grow up to be a million times better than them, I promise you that. And most of all, I promise her that."

Was he on about me?

"That's enough enlightenment for your minds tonight." He gave a low chuckle, dropped his microphone then walked off.

"What was that all on about?" I whispered to Scott.

"I have no idea." He shrugged.

Scott and I found Phil after the show.

"S'up?" He asked when we saw him.

"What was that all on about?" I questioned.

"Open mic." He told me. I just nodded like I knew what he was talking about.

"If only people knew what a soft heart you were." Scott said in a girly voice.

"Shut up and walk Colton." Phil pointed at the exit door.

Phil P.O.V.

I spent the night at Amy's. We ordered pizza and watched a movie before going to bed. I managed to sleep for five hours. That must be a record or something. I sat on my phone going through concert times for tomorrow. Nothing decent was on. I decided to head home early so I could drop off Scarlet at school.

"Morning." I said to Scarlet as she got into my car. "I really need to call you something else than Scarlet."

"Monkey." She shrugged. "That's what you call me anyway."

"That's too vague." I moaned. "It'll come with time."

"I guess so." She got out of the car. "Thanks for dropping me off."

"Do you know the way home?" I asked her.

"Yeah," She raised an eyebrow. "How come?"

"Scott and I will be at the gym till five." I handed her some keys. "Let yourself in."

"Okay," She put them in her pockets. "I'll see you at five."

Scarlet's P.O.V.

I waved goodbye as Phil drove away. Before I got chance to head to my first class Caden spotted me.

"Hey Scarlet." He embraced me in a hug.

"Cade." I smiled. "Do you mind me calling you Cade or is it Caden?"

"Call me whatever." He shrugged.

That day went exactly like the day before. We talked and laughed. He told me more about his father and how it was like in Australia. I told him how he's the first friend I've had in a while.

"Which way do you walk home?" He asked after our art lesson.

"Up that hill." I pointed to our left.

"Me too." We set off walking in silence.

It turns out he lives a few streets away from me.

"Bye." I stopped at the house.

"Do you want me to knock on for you in the morning?" He asked.

"If you want." I smiled.

"I'll see you at half eight them." He waved as he walked away.

I let myself into the house and collapsed on the couch. This going to school business wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. I was just coming out the shower when the door unlocked. I picked up a vase from the side and walked down the stairs with only a towel around my body.

"It's only us." Scott laughed.

"Thank fuck." I said before rushing up the stairs.

"If there really were intruders." Phil shouted up the stairs. "They'd be doing other stuff than robbing the house with you dressed like that."

"Shut up." I shouted back down. "I have a vase." That made both of them have a fit of laughter.

I decided to have a nice chapter. The next one can be nice or eventful. What do you think?