"What's wrong?" John asked Lita who was rubbing her forehead the following Wednesday during detention. It was half way over and they had another half hour or so to go before it ended. She hadn't done any homework so far today, she just had her head down on the desk until a little while ago when she started to rub at her head. He was hoping she was up for talking because the time would go by faster and more importantly, it would give them a chance to get to know one another better and possibly help him with part one of the bet. They weren't supposed to talk, but it wasn't like that mattered to him. After all, Mr. Bischoff wasn't in the room to stop them from communicating in the first place. The vice principal waited until everyone got in the classroom for detention and then he left, popping in every now and then to make sure everyone was still there.

"Does my head have a target on it?" Lita rhetorically asked as she continued to rub her forehead. "That girl from Loch Raven hit me in the head on Thursday and I know that was an accident, it happens sometimes. But this bitch did it on purpose yesterday during the game and it was really hard. That Milford team is full with bitches. What a bunch of sore losers. It's not my fault they suck and we demolished them."

"I heard it kind of was," John replied earning himself a glare from the other teen. "I mean, I heard you were the one who kept scoring point after point with all those mean spikes you always hit."

"She's lucky Coach Runnels pulled me out of the game otherwise I would have returned the favor and broken her nose. Hell, I wanted to do that with my fists but Vicky had to drag me away."

John shuddered at the thought of her doing that to him. "You're a very violent person. Remind me to never piss you off."

Lita rolled her eyes as she finally removed her hands from her head. "You shouldn't need a reminder. Anyways, my head still hurts like hell. It's like on and off pain. Thankfully it wasn't this bad during classes, but it was really bothering me during last period, not so much right now, but it's still there. I wish I could just go home now. Coach told me to take the rest of the week off from practice because that bitch got me good but I'm so at the game tomorrow. Can't play, but I need to watch."

"Did you take any medicine?"

"Yea, it's kicking in which is why it doesn't hurt as much right now."

"Well that's good." Lita simply nodded in agreement. "So how pissed was Randy when I called the other day?" He asked with a smirk present on his face which made Lita roll her eyes. "He sounded pissed when he answered the phone and heard me on the other line."

"Yea, he asked me why you had our house number. I told him because my phone was taken away and you need homework help because you're stupid. Well, lazy. Or maybe it's a combination of the two." John simply rolled his eyes at her as she continued. "He asked why I'm always helping you with your homework and don't help him which is a stupid thing to say because I do help when he asks. You just bug me more way more."

"But the difference is you like it when I bug you."

Lita snorted. "Keep telling yourself that."

"You know you love me Red."

"I barely like you Cena. Let's not get ahead of ourselves."

The smirk reappeared on John's face. "So it's a future possibility?"

"It's as possible as us ever seeing pigs flying."

"I take that as a yes." John shrugged at the look the other teen was giving him like he was crazy. "It could happen. You never know."

Lita shook her head. "Just shut up."

"No really, it could happen. Crazy things happen all the time."

"Yes, like us talking and you not be a total jerk?" Lita asked innocently.

John rolled his eyes and had to bite his tongue from saying similar could be said of her. "Yea yea. You know you can't resist this."

"Keep dreaming."

John winked. "How about we make it a reality."

Lita groaned before looking away from him. "Don't kill him, he'll just come back as a ghost and haunt you and become an even more pain than he already is," she said which made John burst into laughter. She looked back at John and glared. "I can easily change my mind."

John shook his head. "You won't, you'll miss me too much."

"You're so delusional. I'll let you continue living in your own little world."

John didn't say anything in response to that, thinking it could be the perfect moment to change the subject and act like he actually want to get to know her. "So what are you doing after school?"

Lita didn't say anything immediately because she was wondering why he was asking her that. "Um, going home-"

"I meant after graduation."

"Okay. Why?"

John shrugged. "Just making conversation."

"Right. College. I don't care where, anywhere."

"For what?"

"Education or psychology."

"Education? Really? You would want to teach?"

The redhead shrugged. "Maybe, but I'm leaning more so towards psychology."

"Why?"

"I just want to help people," came Lita's simple response.

"There are other ways to do that, so why pick one over the other?"

"Why do you care so much?"

John rolled his eyes. "Why can't you just answer the question?" Lita did no such thing so he continued. "Like I told you before, just making conversation. Just trying to get these next few minutes to end as quickly as possible."

"I don't know. It's just something I want to do. Lame answer, but I took psychology last year and I really liked it and want to learn more. It's fascinates me. Satisfied?" John simply nodded. She was about to just leave it at that, but decided against it. If he was asking her, she might as well return the favor. "What about you?"

"I don't know. I mean, I guess I'm going to college, but I don't know what for."

"Well its like right around the corner so you might want to make a decision."

John shook his head. "Not necessarily. The way I see it, I still have time to decide. The first half is all dedicated to taking classes everyone has to take so that's the time to explore your options." Lita merely nodded as she looked away and began taking something out of her book bag. Crap, she's probably going to start doing some homework. Hurry, ask her something else. Something not boring. "What's your favorite color?" Really? That's the best tou could think of?

Lita stopped taking whatever she was going to out if her book bag and turned her attention back to John. She looked at him like he was weird, but still gave him an answer. Sort of. "Blue, because it reminds me of your eyes," she said as seriously as she could. He didn't say anything in response because he was taken aback by that type of answer. It became clear to him she was just joking when she began laughing. "Don't flatter yourself. I was kidding. I like red. And black."

"I like red too," he smirked before continuing and she just knew what he was going to say next, "because it reminds me of you and your hair." She was expecting that, but not what he said next. "You know, Mr. Regal still didn't give us an answer of what our kids hair color would most likely be. Wanna just find out for ourselves? Like our own little experiment."

Lita scowled. "Do you want to die? I can make that happen and that would be an even more fun experiment."

John wasn't phased. "Na. My proposed experiment is more fun." Lita didn't say anything to John but he could hear her mutter something under her breath which he couldn't actually hear what she was saying, but he was sure he already knew. "So what's one country you want to visit?" John asked when he couldn't think of anything else.

"I don't know. Why do you keep asking me questions?"

"Are you slow? Is your hair dyed and really blonde? I told you, just making conversation. And maybe I just want to get to know you. Is that a problem."

"No, but it is weird."

John opened his mouth to say something, but whatever he was about to say was cut short when Mr. Bischoff walked back in the room. That's when the whole room just became queit. John looked over a the clock in the room and noticed there were still five minutes left. He looked over at Lita whose head was back down on the desk. He let out a sigh as he hoped the next couple of minutes would fly by.

The last five minutes were spent in silence since Mr. Bischoff stayed put until the end. Thankfully for them, those five minutes went by pretty quickly.

"You going home now?" John asked when they were walking out of detention.

Lita nodded. "Yea. I just have to get the keys from Randy. He's in the weight room. Ugh," she groaned when she thought of something. "I'm gonna have to come back to pick up him and Christy. Maybe mom or dad can do it. My headaches returned with Bischoff just talking."

"Then you should keep the car with Randy and I can drop you off."

"You have practice that starts in five minutes."

"So? You don't live that far, I won't be too late to practice." Lita was about to decline, but he wouldn't let her. "Come on, just accept the ride. You won't have to come down here again and I know you don't want too."

"Why are you being nice?"

"I am nice." That made Lita laugh. "Hey, I am. And plus, even though you don't think of me as a friend, I do and I do help out friends in time of need.

Lita rolled her eyes. He was really annoying her with this whole friends thing. "Whatever. You win," Lita reluctantly agreed. "I don't feel like driving. Let's go."


"Lita you know the drill," Karen began to say when she saw her daughter enter the house and saw her on her phone. "I want your phone when you come home."

"I know mom," Lita said not looking up from her phone as she blindly closed the door behind her. "I just have to text Randy and tell him I'm already home that way when he checks his phone, he'll know why I didn't go get the keys from him."

"And how did you come home?" Karen questioned her.

"Here you go," Lita said as she handed her mom her cell phone. "John dropped me off."

"John? The same John you have detention with this whole month because you two can't seem to stop arguing in school?"

Lita fought the urge to roll her eyes. "Yes. And we don't argue anymore... Well we don't argue a lot that would get us into more trouble at school."

"It's hard to believe you used to have a crush on him."

"Mom! How many times have I asked you not to say that? Someone could hear you."

"No one is home other than me and you."

"But you almost slipped the other day. And please stop bringing that up. I was five."

"You were twelve. I saw a couple of pages in your notebook with 'Lita Cena' written all over. You didn't do that when you were five."

"Fine. I wasn't five, but I was stupid. And I cannot believe I actually wrote my name like that."

"Are you developing a crush on him again?"

"Ugh. Ew," Lita groaned. "No. I said I was stupid when I did have a crush on him. I'm not stupid anymore. I barely like him now."

"You talk to him a lot."

"Yes," Lita nodded. "But that's because we have a lot of classes together and he's always asking me for help."

"You don't have to help him, but you still do."

"I know." She continued before her mom could have a chance to say anything else. "I need a nap. Could you wake me up in an an hour? Possibly an hour and a half. I still have homework to do."

"Okay. Are the headaches getting any better?"

"Sorta. It's been on and off the whole day."

"Okay sweetie. I'll wake you up at five."

"Sounds good. Thanks." With that said, Lita went up to her room to take her nap. She hoped her headaches would stop when she woke up just enough for her to finish her homework. Unfortunately for her, sleep didn't come soon because she couldn't help thinking what her mom said. She thought her mom was crazy for thinking she had another crush on John and she thought she was crazy herself for having one on him previously. He annoyed her so much now, way more than he did back then, there was no way she was going to have another crush on him.

She only fell asleep for what felt like was five minutes before her mom woke her up again. She got started on her homework and no surprise to her, John called. But what surprised her was the fact that all he did was ask her how she was feeling now. That was weird because he didn't once bug her about anything at all, he just asked how she was feeling and hung up. She thought she was in some sort of bizzaro world or something with how nice he had been lately. Sure, they agreed to get along, but he was starting to creep her out.


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