Disclaimer: All of the people in this story are owned by Vince McMahon and the WWF, they are not mine.
The song, "Please Remember Me," is by Tim McGraw and is not mine.
The song, "Everywhere," is by Fleetwood Mac and is not mine.
My twist on some fairly recent events that happened on Raw and Smackdown.
Please Remember Me
Chapter 1: Remember Folks, It's All Part of the Show - right?
As the Hardys, along with Amy, got off their motorcycles, the security guard stepped in front of them, leading the way. Ditching the limo, Matt and Jeff had decided to drive their own vehicles to the auditorium, since it wasn't too far from home. A throng of people awaited them. Amy brought up the front, just behind the bodyguard. Jeff brought up the rear, while Matt stayed protectively behind Amy. Several of the girls in the group squealed, holding out their notepads to Matt and Jeff.
Matt took off his sunglasses, "Girls, we promise to autograph your notebooks once our House show is over okay," he drawled, easing Amy along. Sighing, the girls nodded, clutching their notebooks to their chests. Once they got inside, Jeff turned to Matt.
"Did you see that girl Matt? She was totally checking you out," Jeff said grinning slyly. Amy frowned at Jeff and crossed her arms.
"They're all pretty girls but I'm just not interested right now - because I'm in love with Amy." Startled, Amy jerked open her eyes as she felt Matt's hand rest upon her shoulder. "You okay hon?" he asked in concern.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Amy let out a quiet sigh. Too bad the last part of his sentence was only a daydream.
"Can you hear me, calling out your name?
You know that I've fallen and I don't know what to say.
Speak a little louder, or even shout.
You know I'm proud and I can't get the words out."
Later that night:
Amy fought Trish in a match and won. Tiredly, she slid out of the ring. Still in the ring, Trish stumbled, but using the ropes for support, she pulled herself up. Both Amy and Trish heard women's voices mingled with the Hardy's. The girls looked up at the Titantron. Trish's eyes hardened as she saw Tori walk up to Jeff and kiss him on the lips. Trish scowled. She had a growing attraction to Jeff and she was not going to let a two-bit tramp stand in her way. Amy watched, with bated breath, as Stacy kissed Matt on the lips - and he kissed her back! The audience gasped. Amy looked at the giant screen in shock and disbelief. *I should have told him,* Amy chastised herself, choking back a sob. Amy raced up the exit ramp. *It was all just supposed to be a stupid story line, but he kissed her back!* Her mind numb, she shoved open the exit door and out into the cool, night evening - only to be met by several adoring fans. Dazedly, she signed the girl's notebooks.
As she dashed across the parking lot, one of the girls whispered, "She looks very different from earlier - heartbroken." As Amy approached Matt's motorcycle, her conscience pricked her. Amy's mind raced with indecision, *I know that I should ask Matt, but I just can't face him right now. I'd better hurry before Matt and Billy Kidman finish their match.* While the fans looked on, Amy hopped on Matt's bike and roared off. She zipped around the back roads for awhile, giving herself some time to think and let her mind wander. Amy instantly regretted her lack of focus though, as she whipped around the bend. Not realizing it, she had moved dangerously close to the center line. Looking up in horror, Amy felt like a deer caught in the headlights, as the tractor trailer barreled towards her. Sheer terror and panic claimed Amy, as she realized she had no where to go!
The song, "Please Remember Me," is by Tim McGraw and is not mine.
The song, "Everywhere," is by Fleetwood Mac and is not mine.
My twist on some fairly recent events that happened on Raw and Smackdown.
Please Remember Me
Chapter 1: Remember Folks, It's All Part of the Show - right?
As the Hardys, along with Amy, got off their motorcycles, the security guard stepped in front of them, leading the way. Ditching the limo, Matt and Jeff had decided to drive their own vehicles to the auditorium, since it wasn't too far from home. A throng of people awaited them. Amy brought up the front, just behind the bodyguard. Jeff brought up the rear, while Matt stayed protectively behind Amy. Several of the girls in the group squealed, holding out their notepads to Matt and Jeff.
Matt took off his sunglasses, "Girls, we promise to autograph your notebooks once our House show is over okay," he drawled, easing Amy along. Sighing, the girls nodded, clutching their notebooks to their chests. Once they got inside, Jeff turned to Matt.
"Did you see that girl Matt? She was totally checking you out," Jeff said grinning slyly. Amy frowned at Jeff and crossed her arms.
"They're all pretty girls but I'm just not interested right now - because I'm in love with Amy." Startled, Amy jerked open her eyes as she felt Matt's hand rest upon her shoulder. "You okay hon?" he asked in concern.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Amy let out a quiet sigh. Too bad the last part of his sentence was only a daydream.
"Can you hear me, calling out your name?
You know that I've fallen and I don't know what to say.
Speak a little louder, or even shout.
You know I'm proud and I can't get the words out."
Later that night:
Amy fought Trish in a match and won. Tiredly, she slid out of the ring. Still in the ring, Trish stumbled, but using the ropes for support, she pulled herself up. Both Amy and Trish heard women's voices mingled with the Hardy's. The girls looked up at the Titantron. Trish's eyes hardened as she saw Tori walk up to Jeff and kiss him on the lips. Trish scowled. She had a growing attraction to Jeff and she was not going to let a two-bit tramp stand in her way. Amy watched, with bated breath, as Stacy kissed Matt on the lips - and he kissed her back! The audience gasped. Amy looked at the giant screen in shock and disbelief. *I should have told him,* Amy chastised herself, choking back a sob. Amy raced up the exit ramp. *It was all just supposed to be a stupid story line, but he kissed her back!* Her mind numb, she shoved open the exit door and out into the cool, night evening - only to be met by several adoring fans. Dazedly, she signed the girl's notebooks.
As she dashed across the parking lot, one of the girls whispered, "She looks very different from earlier - heartbroken." As Amy approached Matt's motorcycle, her conscience pricked her. Amy's mind raced with indecision, *I know that I should ask Matt, but I just can't face him right now. I'd better hurry before Matt and Billy Kidman finish their match.* While the fans looked on, Amy hopped on Matt's bike and roared off. She zipped around the back roads for awhile, giving herself some time to think and let her mind wander. Amy instantly regretted her lack of focus though, as she whipped around the bend. Not realizing it, she had moved dangerously close to the center line. Looking up in horror, Amy felt like a deer caught in the headlights, as the tractor trailer barreled towards her. Sheer terror and panic claimed Amy, as she realized she had no where to go!
