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Chapter 6

"Where's mom and dad?" Stacy asked their hired help when she got home. She was really glad to see her dad's car in the driveway when she arrived. A smile was plastered on her face as she walked inside.

"They're in the library." Came the answer. She quickly made her way to the library. She was so happy but a part of her felt sad too. She was thinking of John being alone in their big house. Stacy tried thinking that his parents might be home that moment too and he's happy just like her. Then she heard her dad's voice from the library, the smile returned to her face as she pushed the door open.

"Mom! Dad! You're home!" she exclaimed and ran to them and hugged them both.

"Hey angel, you look so happy? Did something happen in school today?" her dad asked sweetly as he put down his pen to the table.

"Oh nothing really special. I'm just so happy that I finally have friends." Stacy answered and looked at her mom who was smiling at her.

"You've always had friends sweetheart." Her mom said and took a sip from her cup of tea.

"Yeah, way back in Baltimore. But what I mean is that here. Here in Boston." She said giddily.

"Well, we're happy for you sweetheart just as you are happy right now." Her dad said and picked up his pen again. "I'm just glad that you're no longer upset of moving here." Her dad said and Stacy's smile faded a little. She has almost forgotten the feeling of sadness when she left Baltimore. But now that her dad brought the topic up again, she remembers something again.

"Cheer up sweetheart. I thought you're so happy? Why the sudden change of mood?" her mom nudged her and sat next to her.

"Yeah, I just can't help but remember something." Stacy said and looked down to the carpeted floor. It was oblivious to her when her mom and dad exchanged worried looks.

"Umm… Why don't you tell us about your new friends?" her dad asked her but didn't look at her. He continued to study the papers in front of him.

"Well, I met Ashley on our first day and she was so friendly. She even helped me meet other friends. Then I met Torrie, Trish and a lot of other girls. They are so nice to me. Then another one is John." She said trying to be casual and not sound so eager to talk about John Cena.

"Hmm… That's good." Her mom said.

"I'll tell Wesley to do a background check on your friends." Her dad said.

"Dad! You don't have to. And besides I don't want my friends thinking that you don't trust them." Stacy pouted.

"I was just kidding with you, but I still need their names." Her dad said and smiled.

"Mom!" Stacy turned to her mom but she just smiled. "Your dad just want their names so that if you're out or something he could check up on you."

"I have my phone." She said but her dad just looked at her sternly and she gave up. "Alright. John Cena—" but she wasn't able to name the others because her dad was smiling broadly.

"Cena? You mean Cena? Is he the son of John Cena?" he asked her eagerly.

"I guess so, His name is Jonathan Anthony Felix Cena. We call him John actually." She replied, confused of her dad's strange reaction.

"So you've met him. His dad said he's going in the same school as you are." He said and smiled mysteriously.

"You know his dad?" Stacy asked curiously.

"Yeah, we were friends way back in our high school days." Her mom answered her question.

"Oh, so I guess you don't have to do your background information investigation on him?" Stacy said and smiled slyly. "You already know him and his family right?"

"Hmm… What about your other friends?" her dad asked.

"Oh, alright. Ashley Massaro, Torrie Wilson, Trish Stratus, hmm… who else?" she said to them and was surprised to see them so shocked.

"Mom? Dad? Are you alright?" she asked them worriedly. They exchanged more worried glances before turning their gaze to Stacy again. "Did I say something wrong? It seems like a bomb just blew off in front of you?" Stacy tried to laugh but stopped when she saw they weren't laughing.

"Nothing sweetie. We just remembered something. Why don't you run along to your room and be ready. We're dining out tonight." Her dad just said. Peculiar their reaction was, she just shrugged it off and kissed them both before walking out of the library.

"We're dining out?" Stacy asked again as she poked her head through the door.

"Yeas, dear." Her mom said trying to sound casual. Stacy smiled and went away

"I know this is going to happen." Mrs. Keibler said and put her face to her hands.

"Calm down, There's nothing bad going to happen." Her husband told her and put an arm around her shoulders.

"That's what you said… That's what you said years ago… but…" she answered him in a blaming voice but she stopped and looked at him. "We shouldn't have moved here. We shouldn't have come back here." She said and pushed him away, tears threatening to fall from her eyes.

"I don't want… I don't want to be here!" she exclaimed and walked out.

"This is all my fault, this all my fault." Mr. Keibler said to himself. He looked weary as ever and picked up the picture frame on his table. "I'm so sorry, angel… I promise you, nothing's going to happen." He whispered and studied Stacy's smiling face.

John lay down on his wide bed trying his best to sleep. He kept on tossing and turning trying to shake the feeling of emptiness in him. He thought of what had happened that day to distract himself from thinking of his sadness. Stacy's face loomed into his thoughts and he found a reason to smile.

"Who would have thought that just thinking of you would make me smile when we've just known each other?" he whispered to himself and took out his phone and opened Stacy's picture. He smiled again as he studied her face and recalled how he got the picture.

That afternoon,

"That was a great video!" Ashley exclaimed.

"Yeah! I agree with you!" Stacy said and stood up and stretched her arms. Ashley looked at her with admiration in her eyes. How could one be so lucky to have it all? She just met her and she could see Stacy had started to rise in popularity in their school. She's beautiful, smart and rich… She's got it all… How come she's not like her? Ashley decided to stop thinking about it and turned to John.

"Hey John! Why so quiet?" Ashley poked John while he was so engrossed with his phone.

"Nothing. I'm just… you know…" John just said and raised his phone.

"Hey, you got a new phone?" Ashley asked him. "Wow! That's so awesome!"

"Just got it yesterday. I think dad is trying to make it up for not being here again." He sighed and saw Stacy looking at him sympathetically. "But I'm cool with it. You know… Umm Stacy could I borrow your phone for a while?" he asked casually.

"Yeah, Sure." She answered and gave him her cellphone. John smiled at her and Stacy didn't know why she suddenly felt butterflies in her stomach and she blushed. Ashley didn't miss it and eyed her two friends. Stacy was the first one to look away, worried what Ashley might think. Ashley just shook the possibility away and smiled at Stacy again before speaking.

"Hey Stace, I heard Chris was trying to ask you out?" Ashley inquired and John tried to look like he was not listening to their conversation and pretended to be concentrating on the cellphone.

"Huh? How did that get to you?" Stacy asked, smiling a bit.

"Oh, I heard Trish and Torrie talking about it this afternoon. So is it true? Did he ask you out? Did you say yes?" Ashley asked giddily.

"Well I guess he did try to ask me out but…" she said and didn't finish her sentence.

"But what?" Ashley asked again, John wanted to cross his fingers just for Stacy to say that she didn't say yes to Chris Masters.

"Umm, no. He's coming on too strong for my type." She said and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Yes!" John suddenly exclaimed making the girls turned to him.

"What's the matter?" Ashley asked him suspiciously. John thought fast on what his answer should be, he couldn't just go on saying, "Oh nothing! I'm just glad Stacy is not going out with Chris Masters because that would be sick and wrong and I want her to go out with me." Huh? Now where did that came from? There's more of that where it came from… a voice seem to say to him, he blinked twice and looked at Stacy and Ashley then to the mobile phone…

"Umm, uh…" he struggled for words and Ashley continued to eye him like an eagle.

What's wrong with me? Do I really like Stacy? I just met her and I want her to go out with me?

"Umm, nothing… I just…" he looked at the phone and smiled. "I'm just glad that I finally found this pic from deviant art. I've been looking for a pic just like this for weeks." He said and showed the picture entitled Devotion.

"Oh!" the two girls said.

"I just really love this sort of stuffs." He grinned sheepishly. At least he wasn't lying at that.

"Hmm, I like those artistic pictures too… I spend most of my time you know capturing different scenes."

"Wow, really. That's so cool…" John said and admiration shone in his eyes. "Show it to us some time?" John asked her tentatively.

"Hey, I got them with me, in my laptop I mean." Stacy said and took out her laptop and turned it on and showed the pics to John.

"Hey John, I'm hungry." Ashley whined while tugging at his sleeve.

"Just a sec Ash." John replied and continued to look at the pictures Stacy took.

"But John, I'm really hungry. I bet Stacy's hungry too." Ashley said and looked at Stacy.

"Umm, yeah. We'll look at the pictures some other time. I'm kinda hungry too." Stacy said, trying to sound casual. Disappointment was apparent in John's face as he stood up.

"Okay. Come on let's go to the kitchen." He said and looked at Stacy but she was not looking at him. She tried to busy herself with her laptop. Ashley started pulling him to the kitchen but he turned to her again.

"Come on Stace, we'll find something to eat. You're hungry right?" and Stacy nodded. She wasn't really that hungry but she could see how much Ashley want to be with John.

While Ashley was helping herself to her third slice of pizza, Stacy had taken out her iPod to listen to her favorite songs, John was still busy with the Stacy's cellphone. He opened the folder with the name Stacerz and was glad to see it was filled with Stacy's pictures. He secretly looked at her and carefully sent the pictures to his own phone by bluetooth. He was smiling a bit and no one caught him looking loco over the pics. As he scrolled to the lower part of the folder, he saw Stacy with a guy. He opened the picture to view it better and saw it was a guy with dark brown hair. And he has his arms around his Stacy! Umm, wait… Let me rephrase that… he has his arms around Stacy. Stacy was looking at the guy with her tantalizing gaze and John felt the urge to ask her who he guy is but he thought better.

"If I ask her, she'd know I looked at her pictures." He thought shyly. It wasn't like him to get shy around girls but with Stacy, well, everything seems different. So he just contented himself with sending Stacy's solo pictures to his phone, trying to forget the 'picture'. "You're acting like a stalker John." He thought to himself and laughed in his mind. "Well, do stalkers get to borrow the phone of their focused object?"

"Here you go Stace…" he said as he returned the phone to Stacy. "Thanks."

"Anytime John. Umm, why is my bluetooth on?" Stacy asked him.

"Dead meat!" John thought. "Uh, I was using it to send the deviant art pictures to my phone." He replied smoothly and Stacy just shrugged it off.

John smiled at the memory and looked at Stacy's picture once again.

Then suddenly the driveway lights were on. He got up from bed and went to the window.

"They're home." He said to himself but he was a bit surprise of his own reaction. Normally he would rush downstairs and greet them no matter how late it was and tell them what happened to him during that day. But at that moment he didn't. He went back to his bed and just sat there. Sets of footsteps were heard coming up the stairs. He ignored it.

"They're probably going to their room." he said to himself and sighed but his surprise it stopped in front of his room. John heard a quiet knock and he mumbled come in.

"Hey honey." His mom said.

"Hey." He replied dryly.

"How come you're still awake?" his dad asked him and he just shrugged his shoulders.

"We're sorry we're late again. We need to---" his mom started to explain but he cut her off.

"I know, settle matters at the office. You don't need to explain." He continued in a bored voice.

"We're glad you understand John. Everything we're doing now is for your own good." His dad said but John didn't answer.

"Did you eat dinner already?" his mom asked him and he just nodded. "Well, how about if we all go downstairs and have some hot cocoa?" she suggested and John turned to look at her with surprise in his eyes.

"You'd like that?" His dad said and gave him a mock punch to his arm.

"Aren't you like tired or something?" John asked glumly.

"No, we'll never be tired for you son." His mom answered.

"That's funny because that's the complete opposite thing you said to me last week." John whispered.

"Come on, let's go downstairs. I asked Rosa to prepare the hot cocoas, it would turn cold." His mom told him.

"Why don't you tell us about your first week in school?" His dad and messed his hair.

"Huh?" John asked in surprise. His dad asking what happened to him? Now that's new! They arrived at the kitchen and they sat on the stools in front of the center counter. Then something caught his eye. It was a silver accessory. John recognized it as Stacy's and he picked it up.

"What's that?" his dad asked curiously.

"Oh nothing, it belongs to a friend. She must have dropped it when we ate here this afternoon."

"She?" his mom asked him, interest in her voice.

"You mean Ashley?" His dad said in a straight voice.

"No, why would you think Ashley? It belongs to Stacy." He said and took a sip from the mug.

"Who's Stacy?" Mr. and Mrs. Cena asked simultaneously.

"Umm, she's our new classmate. She just moved in from Baltimore." He explained.

"Keibler?" his dad asked and John looked at him.

"How'd you know?"

"Just guessing." He answered mischievously. "Nah, I know her dad. Way back from our high school days. I just thought it would be his daughter you're talking about because you said she's from Baltimore and her dad had once told me about her." Mr. Cena explained with an unusual glint in his eyes.

"Oh!" was all that John managed to say. Small world.

"Why don't you invite her to come here again some time?" His mom suggested.

"Yes, we'd love to meet her. Her dad has told us so many things about her." his dad agreed.

"You mean that? Wouldn't you be too busy with your business affairs or something?" John said trying to suppress the happiness he was beginning to feel.

"Nah. Tell her that, okay?" his dad said and stood up. "Good night sport." He said and walked away.

"Come I'll walk you to your room." his mom said and John couldn't help but smile. Today was one great day.

"Good night honey." His mom said and kissed his forehead.

"Mom!" he wiggled away and wiped his forehead and his mom just laughed. "You're growing up so fast John." She said significantly and smiled before walking away.

"Good night mom." John whispered and entered his room. He lay down his bed with a smile on his lips.

"They know her?" he asked himself. "They seem to like her even though they still haven't met her." he thought and smiled once again and closed his eyes.

a/n: yay! i managed to update this fic! haha. not so busy anymore! i'm graduating soon! hehehe.. i'm so happy. i'm excited for college... umm, neweiz, i hope you liked this one. i made it longer but i hope it didn't waste your time... please tell me what you think and thanks to those who reviewed this fic. sorry to keep you guys waiting... hit me a review, aight? thanks a bunch! love y'all!

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