Amy pushed open the door and slowly walked in. She was so nervous. It
was nice of Matt to invite her to OMEGA practice. It was nice of all of
them to make her feel comfortable in her new school. She really liked all
of them. Even Modesty.
She heard a loud bang then heard Shane.
"Aw man! That's fucked!"
"Get used to it Helms!" That time she heard Matt's voice. Amy walked in the direction she heard it. She saw a small ring with Matt and Shane inside it wrestling. Modesty, Shannon, Jeff and some other people Amy didn't know stood outside it.
"Amy! Hey! Come here!" Jeff yelled and motioned to the spot next to him. Amy smiled and walked over.
"How's your ankle?" She asked Modesty. Modesty stared at her confused.
"My ankle? Oh! My ankle! It's fine. Thanks for asking." She smiled. Amy smiled and shook her head. They both looked at the ring just as Matt power bombed Shane.
"Ah!" Shane yelled and stood up. He fell against the ropes in pain. "Man! That was brutal!"
"Get used to it Shane!" Matt yelled again. Shane bent over and put his hands on his knees.
"I need a break." He said lowly. Both men climbed out of the ring.
"Shane, I think you left your car lights on." Modesty said.
"I think so too. Modesty, Shannon, Matt, Jeff, will you guys come with me?" Shane asked.
"I was just out there, you're lights aren't on." Amy said.
"I could have sworn they were. Let's go check anyway guys." Shane said. They all nodded and followed Shane to the parking lot.
~~~~~~~~
They all walked back in about twenty minutes later. All had red eyes. Amy rolled her eyes. Like no one knew what they did.
"I want to wrestle!" She heard Modesty complain.
"You've had no practice!" Shane told her.
"So? I can learn."
"I don't think wrestling's your sport."
"Shane, let her." Matt cut in.
"And who is she going to wrestle?"
"Can I try?" Amy asked. Matt stared at her. Then he shrugged.
"Sure. Why not?" He gave in. Modesty and Amy climbed in the ring.
Before Modesty could do anything Amy suplexed her. Modesty jumped up stunned. As she turned around Amy gave her the hurricanranna. Modesty rolled out of the ring.
"Wrestling's stupid anyway." She said and walked away. All the guys jumped in the ring to congratulate Amy.
~~~~~
"Can I kill your father?" Shane asked. It was one in the morning. Shane and Modesty were lying in Modesty's backyard talking. Shane was on his back and Modesty was next to him on her stomach. She smiled and leaned over him.
"No." She answered simply and rubbed her nose against his. Shane smiled and moved her hair out of his face.
"Will you ever go back to blonde?" Shane asked. Modesty had natural blonde hair but dyed it black.
"No." She answered again. "Do you want me to?" She asked.
"Kind of. I mean you look killer either way." He said and played with her hair. She giggled and rested her head on his chest.
"Such a smooth talker."
"No I'm not."
"Yes you are."
"I tell the truth." She leaned back up and made a face at him.
"Not all the time."
"Most of the time."
"Do you like Amy?" She asked and tilted her head.
"What?" Shane asked and stopped playing with her hair.
"Amy. Do you like her?"
"Yeah, she's cool."
"You know what I mean." She said and sat up. Shane sat up next to her.
"Yes I like her. Only as a friend though." He answered. Modesty got up and started walking towards the woods in back of her yard. Shane got up and followed her.
"Why are you going in the woods?" He asked. She shrugged. "There must be a reason."
"Maybe there is." She answered. Shane stopped talking and followed her. Modesty stopped in front of a tree. She pointed up to the fifth branch. "See that branch?" She asked. Shane nodded. "When I was younger and my dad was an asshole I would come back here and sit on that."
"How?" Shane asked.
"How did I get out of the house or how did I sit on that?"
"Both."
"Getting out was easy. Do you think they really cared? Of course not. I'm not perfect Shane, everyone knows that. And they hate it. Look how thick the branch is. It's easy to sit on it, especially if you lean against the bark."
"Why are you showing me this now?"
"Because I trust you and I want you to know how much. I still come here sometimes. I mostly just go out on my balcony though. But if something really bothers me I come out here. My safe place I guess." She said lowly and shrugged. Shane smiled and pulled out a knife. He kneeled in front of the tree.
"Look." He said when he stood up. He engraved 'Shane loves Modesty' in the tree. Modesty tilted her head and smiled. "Will you go out with me?" Shane asked. Modesty beamed a smile at him.
"Of course!" She answered kissed him.
~~~~~
"Shane!" Shane heard a female say his name then felt himself pushed against his locker. He looked down at the head cheerleader Michelle.
"What?" Shane asked. Michelle put her hands on her hips.
"You promised to take me to the movies Saturday night!"
"I did?"
"Yes!"
"Oh."
"How could you forget Shane? I'm head cheerleader! You think you can just forget about me?"
"Oh I know your HEAD cheerleader alright." He said and smirked at her. Her mouth dropped.
"What did you say?" She asked. Shane leaned down and got in her face.
"I called you a whore." He whispered. She made a face.
"I'll show you whore!"
"Saturday night. Be ready at nine." Shane said and walked away. Michelle put her hands on her hips and smiled.
She heard a loud bang then heard Shane.
"Aw man! That's fucked!"
"Get used to it Helms!" That time she heard Matt's voice. Amy walked in the direction she heard it. She saw a small ring with Matt and Shane inside it wrestling. Modesty, Shannon, Jeff and some other people Amy didn't know stood outside it.
"Amy! Hey! Come here!" Jeff yelled and motioned to the spot next to him. Amy smiled and walked over.
"How's your ankle?" She asked Modesty. Modesty stared at her confused.
"My ankle? Oh! My ankle! It's fine. Thanks for asking." She smiled. Amy smiled and shook her head. They both looked at the ring just as Matt power bombed Shane.
"Ah!" Shane yelled and stood up. He fell against the ropes in pain. "Man! That was brutal!"
"Get used to it Shane!" Matt yelled again. Shane bent over and put his hands on his knees.
"I need a break." He said lowly. Both men climbed out of the ring.
"Shane, I think you left your car lights on." Modesty said.
"I think so too. Modesty, Shannon, Matt, Jeff, will you guys come with me?" Shane asked.
"I was just out there, you're lights aren't on." Amy said.
"I could have sworn they were. Let's go check anyway guys." Shane said. They all nodded and followed Shane to the parking lot.
~~~~~~~~
They all walked back in about twenty minutes later. All had red eyes. Amy rolled her eyes. Like no one knew what they did.
"I want to wrestle!" She heard Modesty complain.
"You've had no practice!" Shane told her.
"So? I can learn."
"I don't think wrestling's your sport."
"Shane, let her." Matt cut in.
"And who is she going to wrestle?"
"Can I try?" Amy asked. Matt stared at her. Then he shrugged.
"Sure. Why not?" He gave in. Modesty and Amy climbed in the ring.
Before Modesty could do anything Amy suplexed her. Modesty jumped up stunned. As she turned around Amy gave her the hurricanranna. Modesty rolled out of the ring.
"Wrestling's stupid anyway." She said and walked away. All the guys jumped in the ring to congratulate Amy.
~~~~~
"Can I kill your father?" Shane asked. It was one in the morning. Shane and Modesty were lying in Modesty's backyard talking. Shane was on his back and Modesty was next to him on her stomach. She smiled and leaned over him.
"No." She answered simply and rubbed her nose against his. Shane smiled and moved her hair out of his face.
"Will you ever go back to blonde?" Shane asked. Modesty had natural blonde hair but dyed it black.
"No." She answered again. "Do you want me to?" She asked.
"Kind of. I mean you look killer either way." He said and played with her hair. She giggled and rested her head on his chest.
"Such a smooth talker."
"No I'm not."
"Yes you are."
"I tell the truth." She leaned back up and made a face at him.
"Not all the time."
"Most of the time."
"Do you like Amy?" She asked and tilted her head.
"What?" Shane asked and stopped playing with her hair.
"Amy. Do you like her?"
"Yeah, she's cool."
"You know what I mean." She said and sat up. Shane sat up next to her.
"Yes I like her. Only as a friend though." He answered. Modesty got up and started walking towards the woods in back of her yard. Shane got up and followed her.
"Why are you going in the woods?" He asked. She shrugged. "There must be a reason."
"Maybe there is." She answered. Shane stopped talking and followed her. Modesty stopped in front of a tree. She pointed up to the fifth branch. "See that branch?" She asked. Shane nodded. "When I was younger and my dad was an asshole I would come back here and sit on that."
"How?" Shane asked.
"How did I get out of the house or how did I sit on that?"
"Both."
"Getting out was easy. Do you think they really cared? Of course not. I'm not perfect Shane, everyone knows that. And they hate it. Look how thick the branch is. It's easy to sit on it, especially if you lean against the bark."
"Why are you showing me this now?"
"Because I trust you and I want you to know how much. I still come here sometimes. I mostly just go out on my balcony though. But if something really bothers me I come out here. My safe place I guess." She said lowly and shrugged. Shane smiled and pulled out a knife. He kneeled in front of the tree.
"Look." He said when he stood up. He engraved 'Shane loves Modesty' in the tree. Modesty tilted her head and smiled. "Will you go out with me?" Shane asked. Modesty beamed a smile at him.
"Of course!" She answered kissed him.
~~~~~
"Shane!" Shane heard a female say his name then felt himself pushed against his locker. He looked down at the head cheerleader Michelle.
"What?" Shane asked. Michelle put her hands on her hips.
"You promised to take me to the movies Saturday night!"
"I did?"
"Yes!"
"Oh."
"How could you forget Shane? I'm head cheerleader! You think you can just forget about me?"
"Oh I know your HEAD cheerleader alright." He said and smirked at her. Her mouth dropped.
"What did you say?" She asked. Shane leaned down and got in her face.
"I called you a whore." He whispered. She made a face.
"I'll show you whore!"
"Saturday night. Be ready at nine." Shane said and walked away. Michelle put her hands on her hips and smiled.
