Thanks all you guys for reviewing, and I apologize for taking so long to update... this chapter is going to be longer then the others, be a little more emotional, and get more in depth with the characters... I hope no ones angry for me taking so long... it's been a hard couple weeks with my wrist... by the way... I'd like to say congratulations to harmoni9 on finishing her amazing story "Instant Messenger" give it a read... it'll take some time, but it's a great story... can't remember how many times I cried during that one... but if you're a fan of comedy/Mario fics, check out My bro's story (Stewey- the insane one) Peach's birthday... I love it!

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CLAIMER: I own December, Seb, Kaida and Jimmy. And the Matt and RVD tag team idea. It's so fucking awesome.

DISclaimer: I own nothing except the oc's in the story, and the main ideas and events.

Genre: whatever you want it to be. A little of everything. Actually it depends. Actually it doesn't. Wow, actually. I'm fucking annoying.

Rated: Teen. Because people swear a lot.

Summary: Her brother is in the WWE, and he convinces Vince to give her a shot. Does she fail or succeed? Rise or fall? And is SHE attracted to him? IMPOSSIBLE! tell me whatchya think.


The tears that had threatened her eyes earlier were coming freely now. She tried to hide them, but she couldn't. Rob's eyes softened, and he turned around, and looked in her eyes.

"Hey, don't cry." He said softly, hugging her. She felt small and weak in his arms, but she returned the hug, and rested her head on his shoulder, crying.

"I'm sorry, just, highschool wasn't the best time for me." She sniffed, shaking the memories away. If she was going to have a future she couldn't dwell in the past.

"Oh, yeah. Those three assholes that were always bugging you and..." His voice trailed away, as he remembered Hailey.

"Hailey." She whispered. Rob looked down.

"If I ever see ANY of those fags again..." He growled. "Do people have any remorse for what they do?"

December shook her head in reply. "They don't see it that way. Usually they don't even know it was their fault. If they do, they deny it."

Rob sighed, and dropped his arms. "Why do the good people have to pay for what bad people do?" December had no answer for him, she just stood, looking down.


It was the day before Hailey's funeral, and the school had gone amazingly quiet. December walked down the hall toward her locker. She looked up, and saw Andrew and Bobby looking at her, an amused look on their faces.

Heartless bastards. December thought to herself. She wondered where Lance was. He was the only one who never bugged her or Hailey. Maybe he had a small heart to feel bad and stay away from the other two assholes. She heard loud snickers behind her as she heard footsteps approaching her.

"Hey." Came a soft voice. She turned to see Lance, who stood beside her. "I'm really sorry what happened to Hailey. No one deserves to come to that." December scanned his eyes. They were full of sorrow and sincerity.

"It's their fault you know." She whispered, referring to Bobby and Andrew. He nodded.

"They don't deserve to stay here. Or come to her funeral."

December shook her head. "She wanted them to come. She wanted them to know what they did. But she was a good person. She thought everyone deserved another chance. She wouldn't want them to suffer for what they did."

Lance looked down, then met her eyes. Tears hung in his eyes, and he took a deep breath. "It's not fair." He whispered. He handed her a small card, then walked away.

The front of the card had the most beautiful white rose she'd ever seen. It had small water droplets on its delicate petals. On the inside of the card was a hand written note.

"I hope that one day,
the sorrow we feel now,
can soon be replaced,
by the good memories,
of when she was here.
"

-Lance

She sank against the lockers, her tears running onto the ground, she closed her eyes, remembering Hailey. She didn't deserve this. She had never hurt anyone.

"Why do the good people have to pay for what bad people do?" asked a voice beside her, as he sat down.

It was the guy that had always stuck up for her against Andrew, and that she had grown to like. His name was Robert, and he was the only one besides Hailey (and now Lance) who had ever been nice to her.

"I think it's a way of showing that life's not fair, and someone else will always pay for others deeds." She replied, staring at the ground. He put his arm around her, and she leaned against him, sighing.

"Are you coming to the funeral?" She asked quietly, still not believing it was Hailey's funeral. Hailey shouldn't be dead...

"Yes." He replied. They sat in silence, even twenty minutes after class had started.


December looked up at Rob, and smiled weakly. "You were always there for me. Thank you." She whispered, leaning into him, catching him off guard, but he smiled and brought her closer.

"I couldn't help it. You're such a great person, and yet no one else could see it besides Hailey and I. You needed a friend who really cared for you." He sighed.

Suddenly, a quiet snicker could be heard from beside the pool. December pulled back, and glared at Jeff, who was now laughing psychotically. December ran up the pool steps to Jeff, and tackled him to the ground, laughing. She decided to leave what happened in highschool where it belonged- in highschool.

Rob pulled himself out of the pool, laughing. He ran at Jeff who was getting up, and threw him into the pool, leaving December laughing as the two of them wrestled in the pool. Matt stepped out the sliding door, and watched in interest, his arms crossed.

December was still laughing, as Rob trudged up the steps, and grinned at her. "What are you laughing at?" Before she could reply, he grabbed her and slung her over his shoulder. She screamed, kicking her feet, as he carried her to the deep end of the pool and jumped in, as she was screaming and laughing.

Jeff swam after them, and tackled December, dunking her under the water. She came back up, laughing. She splashed him, and swam away as Jeff came after her. She swam behind Rob, and held onto his shoulders, ducking away from Jeff's splashes, laughing. Rob grabbed Jeff by the throat, and choke slammed him into the water.

Once he came back up, the wrestling started all over again, except they were just using grapples, and series of submissions. Soon, December joined in.

"This is hardly fair!" Jeff laughed "Two against one!"

"Fine! Triple Threat then!" December declared, jumping on Jeff, forcing him underwater. He pushed himself back up, and caught her in an Iron man bear hug. She thrashed around for a few seconds, then Rob interrupted by spearing Jeff. Jeff swung backwards and dropped December. She swam underwater to the shallow end, which was up to her waist, and soon enough, Matt had changed and was in the pool with them.

After a series of Twist of Fates, a Swanton bomb from the diving board, and a Mattitude leg drop, a small voice from the side of the pool was heard.

"Excuse me?"

Everyone looked up to see a man in a red airport uniform standing beside the pool. He had dark hair which was about neck length and slicked back.

"Yeah?" Jeff asked impatiently as Matt dropped December off his shoulders.

He glanced around for a second then continued "Well, you see there's a strict rule against horsing around in the pool. So... yeah, could you like, maybe stop?"

Jeff stared at him in disbelief. "Is this affecting anyone else? Are we disturbing anyone?"

"Well... no, but someone could get hurt..." He muttered.

Jeff laughed for a second, then glared at him. "Well, in case you haven't noticed, we're professionals, and we kinda know what we're doing..."

The guy sighed in frustration. Before he could say anything, Matt put a hand on his little brother's shoulder. "C'mon Jeff, let this go. For once listen to someone else." Jeff sighed.

"Fine." He growled, then backed off. The guy coughed.

"Well, actually there's something else..." Jeff sighed as the guy continued. "You have to wear a bathing suit in the pool..." he said, indicating Jeff's baggy black pants and neon green shirt.

Jeff pulled himself out of the pool. He stood right in his face, and pulled off his soaking shirt, and rang it out on top of him. "That needs to be dried..." he paused to look at the guys name tag "Andrew." He sneered. December shuddered at the name. Jeff shoved the shirt in his arms and walked into the building.

Matt shrugged and smiled in apology to Jeff's temper, then climbed out of the pool, grabbing a towel on the way inside. December shrugged at Rob as they climbed out and walked toward the door. December couldn't help but let her eyes glance at the name tag.

Her heart stopped. Andrew Erickson. Their eyes met for a second, but it seemed like hours. Time seemed to slow as she continued walking, staring, her eyes wide. It was him. He was the one who killed Hailey. Who had put them both through hell.

A strange look came across Andrew's face as she passed. Sadness? He stepped forward for a second, but retreated, looking down. Her eyes shone with tears as she hurried to the elevator that Matt was holding open. She didn't look at anyone the whole way up. She could hear Jeff's voice in the distance, and she could feel Rob's eyes burning into her.

Did he know? Did he see who it was? She'd have to tell him.

Her head was throbbing and the lights were unnaturally bright. She could hear air whipping past her. He could do this to her? Did he scare her this much? She couldn't remember. She couldn't think, the wind was becoming louder and unbearable, the light blinding her, the throbbing continued but was drowned out by the wind. She closed her eyes, and heard the elevator ding to a stop, but it sounded like a church bell, tolling death.


It was bright for November. The sun was shining on the smooth black coffin. A slight breeze blew red rose petals across the cemetery. Hundreds of people had gathered on the hill where Hailey was being buried. Students from the school, teachers, Hailey's family, people December didn't know...

December stood to the side with Sebastian, Rob, Sara, Lisa and Lance, watching the minister talk. Strangely enough, December couldn't cry. She had cried herself out the last couple weeks. She was holding Rob's hand tightly, wishing this would all just end. She glanced over to a group of students who were whispering to each other.

She saw Bobby and Andrew. They didn't look remotely saddened at all. She thought back to the funeral home where only a few people were allowed in. People that Hailey wanted there. It had been an open casket, and she had looked so alive...

December had walked to where Hailey lay. She folded a note she had written last night. It had taken her forever to figure out what was the best thing to write. In the end, she had written four simple words.

I love you too.

And now here they were, at her funeral, amongst people who didn't care.

The minister paused. "And now, a eulogy that we've asked two of Hailey's closest friends to read. Please come forth."

December and Rob stepped up to the front where two microphones were set up. December looked around at all the sad faces. The funeral was the saddest place she'd ever been.

She reached into her purse for the paper, but stopped. She didn't need it.

"Hi, my name is December Blair, and Hailey was my best friend. I have a few words to say.

We often spoke of the afterlife. Wondering if when we died, we'd come back as something else. A newborn baby? A green leaf on a tree? A delicate petal on a white rose? All these things seemed to be a possibility.

She always told me she wanted to come back as an eagle, so she could fly freely in the air, above the cities, away from this crazy earth. I always imagined her an eagle, so free spirited...

But now that I think about it, even eagles can't be free. They can't escape this place. But I know what Hailey will come back as. Hope. For all of us. Look at us. We're all so sad... but... this isn't what Hailey would have wanted!

She wanted everyone to be happy. She's in peace now, and she's free, like she always wanted. And..." she paused and looked at Lance, who had tears in his eyes.

"And I hope that one day, the sorrow we feel now, can soon be replaced by the good memories of when she was here. Hailey, you will be missed." She backed up and nodded at Rob, who stepped up. As he started talking, she looked around at everyone. After her speech, they had become silent and motionless. They watched intently as Rob spoke. Even Bobby and Andrew were listening.

December couldn't hear anything, just a still silence in the cemetery. She gazed past the crowd, past the cemetery into a soccer field across the road. A couple of guys on the soccer team had stopped and were pressed against the fence, trying to see what was going on.

She noticed it had started to grow cold, and the sun was gone, averting itself from the earth. A single water drop fell on her face, and she looked up, as the rain started to fall harder, millions of raindrops falling over the funeral, drenching the tension. She closed her eyes, hoping this was all a dream...

The unbearable whipping of the wind surrounded December, and almost became to much. Just as she thought it was going to overcome her, she opened her eyes, too see everything was normal.


Matt was standing infront of her with his hands on her shoulders. "Are you okay December?" he asked. She looked at him and nodded.

"I'm fine... I was just thinking, that's all..." She muttered, then stepped out of the elevator, and continued down the hallway. Behind her, Rob, Jeff and Matt exchanged worried glances

That night, Jeff was walking down the hallways aimlessly, thinking. That look on her face... sadness, hate, terror... had something happened to her? What if something was wrong... could it be her parents? She'd spoken briefly of them. They had been unsupportive, and hated her brother for leaving.

Had they done the same to her?

Or was it something worse... He just didn't know, and he couldn't help her.

But Rob... they seemed to share something... some kind of bond... an understanding... Like they had known each other all their lives. Like they knew something he didn't, and they weren't about to let on...

Rob, Matt and December had all gone out that night. They had asked if Jeff had wanted to come, but he just shook his head and told them he wasn't up to it, which wasn't like him.

"We'll seeya later then Jeff." December had cheerily said, then had walked out with Rob. Matt had stayed an extra second, and looked at Jeff sadly. As his brother, he knew there was something wrong. Then he left.

Jeff found himself sitting on the balcony, deep in thought, staring out at the city, cars passing by, and small groups of people walking past. About half an hour later, a loud knock came from the door. Jeff glanced back through the dimly lit room at the door.

He pulled himself up, and trudged to the door, and opened it up. What met him was quite a shock. It was a man with a look of pure hatred on his face.

"Can-"

"Do you know December Blair?" he asked harshly, staring Jeff down.

"Uh-"

"Where is she?" he then demanded, still glaring at Jeff.

"Well-"

"She's here isn't she?"

"No-"

"Well do you where she is or not?"

"She-"

"Let me guess, you're just trying to protect her. You're her boyfriend now, aren't you!" he snapped.

"No-"

He rolled his eyes, and sighed. "She sure does know how to pick them, huh?" he scowled.

"But-"

"Listen here you little freak," he roared, grabbing him by the collar of his shirt, forcing him to look into his eyes. "You tell me where my daughter is or you'll regret it!"

Jeff's eyes went wide. This was December's dad? God he was scary, no wonder Sebastian left! When Jeff didn't say anything, he threw him onto the floor, and stormed past him into the suite, and began looking through everything.

This man was clearly insane.

"She's hiding in here isn't she? I bet you two freaks were-" his voice trailed off as Jeff's cell phone started ringing on a coffee table. Before Jeff could get up, he snatched the phone, and looked at the caller ID.

"S. Moore..." he muttered, as he pressed talk, and held it up to his ear. He heard loud music blaring and scowled. "Hello?"

Jeff gulped, ready for anything.

"Hey Jeff!" Shannon yelled over the music. "What's up?"

"Where's my daughter?" December's dad yelled at Shannon.

"You don't have a daughter Jeff." Shannon sighed as he bent down to tie his shoe.

"December- where is she?" he demanded.

"Uh...who?" Shannon asked as he stepped out the door. "Listen, I'm coming-" he was cut off as the phone hung up.

"Um, hello?" he waited. Shannon shrugged and hung up.

De's dad turned back to Jeff, who had stood up, and glared at him. He stormed over to him and picked him up with both hands by the collar, almost choking him.

"You're one of those damn wrestlers aren't you?" he snarled, pushing him against the wall.

Jeff nodded and tried to struggle free. His grip tightened on Jeff, and growled.

"She probably went crazy over you, and her no good fucking brother convinced her to come over to the freak show with you idiots! So everyone wins! Sebastian's turned my daughter against me, and she get's to date some fucked up freak like you. Of course she'd turn out fucked up. I should have known." He snarled.

Jeff let out a yell of rage, and brought his knee up into December's dads stomach. He doubled over, and as he did, Jeff grabbed him by the throat- not the collar, his throat- and slammed him into the opposite wall. Jeff was alot stronger then he looked, seeing as he could hold down someone this guys size.

"Listen! You can insult me as much as you fucking want, but don't talk about your own daughter that way! I can't even blame the poor girl for leaving. You're one fucked up guy! But you're one lucky motherfucker, because there's only one thing holding me back from killing you, and that's because you're my friends dad, no matter how psychotic or screwed up you are, you're still her father, and you should be thankful you're not dead right now, because-" he was cut off by an anguished voice.

"Dad!" December ran over and pushed Jeff hard out of the way. "Jeff, what the fuck is your problem!" She screamed, as her dad regained his composure. Jeff opened his mouth to say something, but no words came out.

Her dad pointed at Jeff. "I came looking for you, and this idiot freaked out! He attacked me for no reason!" Jeff hadn't even attempted to stand up, he just remained sitting on the floor, shocked.

"Jeff... is this true?" She asked quietly.

Jeff shook his head. "De... you know me..."

"I know my dad better." She said harshly. Suddenly, Matt ran in, without a second glance at December or her dad, but went straight to Jeff and pulled him up.

"What the hell is going on?" he said evenly, glaring at De and the man beside her, who had dark bruises on his neck.

"He attacked him for no reason!" she replied as her dad nodded.

Matt stared at her in disbelief. "Bullshit!" Matt yelled, his hand on Jeff's shoulder. "I know Jeff better then anyone in this room, and he wouldn't just attack someone for no reason!" Matt roared. Jeff smiled inwardly. Always like his older brother to stand up for him.

Just then, Rob rushed into the room. "Guys, what's going on..." his voice trailed off as he saw the man. He raised an eyebrow. "Mr. Blair?"

Matt stepped forward. "This is you're dad?" he then yelled at December, who nodded. His angered gaze fell upon her dad. "So this is the fag Sebastian was telling me about." Matt stated, staring at him. There was a long silence, and everyone was staring each other down, except Jeff, who had his head hanging low, until suddenly, the door swung open.

There, in the doorway, dressed to the teeth in black, multiple piercings, heavy makeup on his face, black fingernail, spike cuffs and a black and blonde mohawk, was Shannon Moore.

"Hey guys! Did I miss the party?"


A/N Well, I found that an appropriate ending... sorry for the long wait guys! Tell me whatchya think! Later!