Chapter One- Nothing Unusual
Jason Reso, Adam Copeland, and I walk out of our dressing room to meet up with some friends of theirs, the Hardy Boyz. I knew them, and personally I thought Matt was okay, but Jeff was a different story. I had been in the WWF for almost a year now, and I had gotten along with pretty much everyone, except for him. Whenever I had to be somewhere with him, it would usually end up in disasterous arguments, resulting in the complete termination in whatever we were trying to do. "Charity, please, please try to get along with Jeff tonight, because we have to plan a really important match," I hear Jason say to me. "Well, tell him not to talk to me," I say firmly, walking ahead of them and getting into Adam's truck, scooting into the middle and waiting for them. When they finally get into the truck and start off down the road, I sigh a sigh of pure torture. "Do I have to go to this, ya'll?" "Yes, you do! You're a part of it, remember? It's going to be the Hardy Boyz and Lita versus-" "All three of us. It's always the Hardys and Lita versus all three of us. Mabye I'll die before this match takes place," I interrupt him. "Hey, don't talk like that. You can't possibly hate Jeff that much..." "Oh! I think I can, Jason; in fact, it's hard not to!" We park in the parking lot of the hotel and get out of the truck, checking into our reservations and dropping our things off in our individual rooms, which were all next door to each other, as always, before going to the suite that Matt was staying in. Adam knocks on the door, and Jeff answers, eyeing me dangerously before allowing all three of us to enter. "What are you looking at, Rainbow Bright?!" I snap at him, and his eyes narrow. "I haven't figured it out yet, Queen Bitch..." he mumbles under his breath. "Look who's talking about someone being a bitch!" We continue our arguing for another fifteen minutes or so before Jay grabs me by the arms and makes me sit down on the other side of the room. Jeff makes faces at me when Jason turns his back, and I jump up and try to jump on him before Adam grabs me again.
Jason Reso, Adam Copeland, and I walk out of our dressing room to meet up with some friends of theirs, the Hardy Boyz. I knew them, and personally I thought Matt was okay, but Jeff was a different story. I had been in the WWF for almost a year now, and I had gotten along with pretty much everyone, except for him. Whenever I had to be somewhere with him, it would usually end up in disasterous arguments, resulting in the complete termination in whatever we were trying to do. "Charity, please, please try to get along with Jeff tonight, because we have to plan a really important match," I hear Jason say to me. "Well, tell him not to talk to me," I say firmly, walking ahead of them and getting into Adam's truck, scooting into the middle and waiting for them. When they finally get into the truck and start off down the road, I sigh a sigh of pure torture. "Do I have to go to this, ya'll?" "Yes, you do! You're a part of it, remember? It's going to be the Hardy Boyz and Lita versus-" "All three of us. It's always the Hardys and Lita versus all three of us. Mabye I'll die before this match takes place," I interrupt him. "Hey, don't talk like that. You can't possibly hate Jeff that much..." "Oh! I think I can, Jason; in fact, it's hard not to!" We park in the parking lot of the hotel and get out of the truck, checking into our reservations and dropping our things off in our individual rooms, which were all next door to each other, as always, before going to the suite that Matt was staying in. Adam knocks on the door, and Jeff answers, eyeing me dangerously before allowing all three of us to enter. "What are you looking at, Rainbow Bright?!" I snap at him, and his eyes narrow. "I haven't figured it out yet, Queen Bitch..." he mumbles under his breath. "Look who's talking about someone being a bitch!" We continue our arguing for another fifteen minutes or so before Jay grabs me by the arms and makes me sit down on the other side of the room. Jeff makes faces at me when Jason turns his back, and I jump up and try to jump on him before Adam grabs me again.