(Hey guys, I'm back with my second chapter to chapter story. This one is
totally cool. I was watching TV the other day and the idea just popped in
my head. See I'm 12 and I have a lot of ideas and basically most of them
come from things happening at my school. Now here's the story!)
TITLE- Kiss the Pain Away (A/N: Aren't my titles so good? LOL)
WROTE BY- Brittany A.K.A. Nick
SEQUEL- Only if you want me to.
SUMMARY- Summer and Sky are the daughters of the ever popular Undertaker A.K.A. Mark Calloway. Sky is the rebellious daughter out of the two at 17. Summers the perky, smart, beautiful one at the age of 19. What happens when every guy falls for Summer and Sky's left alone in the dark? Will she decide to go home or will one guy find out what he's missing. (Sucky summary I think.)
DISCLAIMER- I own no one. If I did I would probably be a multi-millionaire unlike my normal average life. So will everyone please review this story! Thanxs. Also Summer and Sky are mine.
RATING- PG13 for language and just to be on the safe side.
CHAPTER 1- No Freaking Way!
Here I was at home with my annoying older sister Summer. Summer was the perfect demon child. All the guys fell for her in a instant. She was nice and perfect. She had gorgeous blue eyes, blond hair, long legs, average breasts, slim waist, perfect lips, and a wonderful tan. She was also a great student at college. Here I was. Me. I was 5'6, she was 5'9. I had brown raven hair, she had blond. I had green eyes, she had blue, I had a thick waist, she had a slim one, I had average breasts, hers were bigger, I had flat and pouty lips, hers were perfect in shape and size, she was nice and welcomed by everyone, I was the secret child. Right. I was the secret child my family tried to hide. I was a little stuck up I know but I was nice and smart. When people looked at me they would say "Oh yes, that's Mark's kid alright. I can see where she got the attitude." I couldn't stand it when people did that. Yeah, I was the rebel like my dad. I dyed my hair, had too many piercings, a lot of tattoos, and I was a bitch. But what did you expect from the 'Undertaker's' child? I hadn't seen my dad in like almost 3 years and he finally had the nerve to call me earlier this morning to tell me to call me later. It was almost time to call him again.
We were in Memphis and not in our regular country town. My mom, who Summer got the looks from, was downstairs getting ready to fix dinner and my sister Summer was talking to some boys again. I was in my room on my bed looking. I had so many pictures of my dad. I wondered why I like him as a wrestler but not as my dad. I mean today was the first time he had called me in 3 years. He hadn't even come to see us when he was in Memphis. That really got me pissed off there. I looked at me laptop, which was right in front of me. 5:43. I guess I should call him before he goes to do the show. It was Thursday and he was getting ready Smackdown.
I leaned over to my desk counter that was right next to me. I picked up the piece of paper with my dad's cell phone number on it. I picked up my own phone instead of the other one because knowing Summer she was still on talking to a new guy. I called the number while saying the numbers out loud.
"3.4.4. 6.2.3.1." (A/N: Not my real number or anyone's number that I know of. If it's anyone's number sorry for using it. Also it's not the Undertakers!!)
A manly voice answered.
"Hello?"
"Um, is Mark there?" I asked.
"Yeah, this is him. Who is this?"
"Dad, it's me Sky. You told me to call you later."
"Oh, yeah honey."
"What did you want?"
"I know I haven't been the best dad but I wanna make it up!"
"Dad, you can't keep doing this!"
"Doing what?"
"You said the exact thing 3 years ago. We spent the whole summer together and it's been 3 years! Nothing will change and I know it."
"Honey, I'm sorry. It's just work and all."
"Bullshit, you came to Memphis."
"Watch your language. You are talking to your dad."
"Sorry. But it's just hard to trust you again."
"I know. I had the same problem when I was your age. Trying to trust friends and stuff."
"Then why do you do it?"
"It's just natural I guess."
"Well, try to stop."
"I'll try."
"Good. What should we do?"
"I was thinking you, your mother, and sister could all come up on the tour for a year."
"A year? What about school?"
"Have you ever heard of a tutor? Also I'm pretty sure you won't miss school that much now will you?"
"Nah." We both started to laugh.
"Fine I'll tell mom and Summer." I said.
"Good, now I gotta go tell your mom to call me later for some more information."
"I will dad."
"Love you Bird."
"Love you too, Dead Man Walking." We both laughed again and hung up.
He always called me bird because well, birds do fly in the sky and Sky's my name. I couldn't believe it. I was going to the WWE for a whole year without school. Damn. Still got tutoring. But who cares? I walked downstairs and into the living room where Summer was laughing to some guy on the phone. I sat down on the couch and turned on the TV to UPN.
"Ok, bye." My sister Summer said hanging up.
"What's the name?" I asked.
"Patrick. I met him at the mall today. Total cutie." I smiled a fake smile.
"Did you get me my dye?" I asked.
"Yeah, Manic Panic right?"
"Ding, ding, ding. You just won a lifetime supply of CD's for getting the answer right!" I said trying to sound like a game show. We both laughed. I mean I loved my sister but she could get pretty annoying. Every guy I liked I lost him to her. She was just experimenting is what she always told me. She liked guys and girls. I was her. Today she had on some dark flared jeans and tight green tank top with some flippers on. I had on a long sleeve top that said 'Sorry, I thought you were cute from afar' and some dark black baggy jeans that laced up on the side. I was barefoot.
"There's dad!" Summer yelled loud enough where my mom ran into the living room.
"Oh, yeah. Dad wants all of us to go on tour with him for the whole year." I said. "The whole year?" My mom asked and I nodded my head yes. "Wow, I get to talk to some hot Superstars instead of these nobody's." My sister said. "Also he told me to tell you to call him later for some more information." I said. "Trust me I will." My mom said. She sounded nice but the look on her face meant she was pissed. "Dinners ready." My mom said still looking at the screen. Summer and I jumped up living our mother in the room. When we got to the table we had hamburgers, french fries, and drinks. Yummy. I took a seat next to Summer.
"So, what do you think moms going to do?" I asked. "How the hell am I suppose to know? She's the one who makes all the decisions. I hope she says yes because I really wanna see Shannon Moore." "You and that gay idiot!" I said laughing and putting ketchup on my french fries. "He's not gay. And what about Jeff Hardy?" "What about him?" "I heard you last night." "What do you mean?" "You know what I mean. You were moaning and saying his name and telling him to don't stop." "I was that loud?" "Ha, you admit it!" "He is sexy and the wild hair, green eyes, accent, and." "Ok, that's enough of Rainbow now." We both started to laugh.
Ok, I had to admit I liked Jeff Hardy. He was nice and everything. The last time I saw him he was what, 23, and I was 14. I had the kid crush on him. I had braces and my hair was always in a ponytail. I could he liked Summer a lot. He even kissed her and I didn't talk to him for like the rest of the trip. I guess you could call it puppy love. We continued to scarf down our food till our mom came back in.
"So?" Summer asked. "I just talked to your dad." "And?" I asked. "I said I couldn't go." "Ah, man. Come on mom!" I said starting to stand up. "I said I couldn't come but I didn't say you guys couldn't!" Me and Summer just looked at each other before jumping up and screaming. We then ran to mom and nearly knocked her down. "I knew you girls would like it." My mom said. "You're the best mom ever!" I said. "Now let's finish eating!" Summer said and we all sat down.
"Mom, when are were actually going?" I asked. "When schools over with." "All man." We won't even leave until 3 months. All of my friends are going to die when I tell them I won't see them for senior year. Wait. Does that mean I won't graduate? "Mom, does that mean that I can't graduate with my class?" I asked her. "Um, not exactly. You could still if you want to." "Yes, I can still graduate!" I yelled and my mom and sister just sort of laughed at me and I blushed a little.
After dinner I went into my room and started to get my suitcases ready. I took out all 3 of them and got all my money and put it in my piggy bank. I had over $300 dollars but I was going to need that for new cloths. I had to admit I really didn't like shopping but hey it was now or never to get into the habit. I mean Jeff Hardy was going to be there. Too bad he had a girlfriend but hey, that can't stop me from being friends with the guy. Can it?
(A/N: Hey everyone. This chapter was really long huh? I hope everyone lied it. It's only the beginning. I would love for everyone to please review the story because I'm working really hard on it and I want people who enjoy my writing to like it! Love Always, DHack!)
TITLE- Kiss the Pain Away (A/N: Aren't my titles so good? LOL)
WROTE BY- Brittany A.K.A. Nick
SEQUEL- Only if you want me to.
SUMMARY- Summer and Sky are the daughters of the ever popular Undertaker A.K.A. Mark Calloway. Sky is the rebellious daughter out of the two at 17. Summers the perky, smart, beautiful one at the age of 19. What happens when every guy falls for Summer and Sky's left alone in the dark? Will she decide to go home or will one guy find out what he's missing. (Sucky summary I think.)
DISCLAIMER- I own no one. If I did I would probably be a multi-millionaire unlike my normal average life. So will everyone please review this story! Thanxs. Also Summer and Sky are mine.
RATING- PG13 for language and just to be on the safe side.
CHAPTER 1- No Freaking Way!
Here I was at home with my annoying older sister Summer. Summer was the perfect demon child. All the guys fell for her in a instant. She was nice and perfect. She had gorgeous blue eyes, blond hair, long legs, average breasts, slim waist, perfect lips, and a wonderful tan. She was also a great student at college. Here I was. Me. I was 5'6, she was 5'9. I had brown raven hair, she had blond. I had green eyes, she had blue, I had a thick waist, she had a slim one, I had average breasts, hers were bigger, I had flat and pouty lips, hers were perfect in shape and size, she was nice and welcomed by everyone, I was the secret child. Right. I was the secret child my family tried to hide. I was a little stuck up I know but I was nice and smart. When people looked at me they would say "Oh yes, that's Mark's kid alright. I can see where she got the attitude." I couldn't stand it when people did that. Yeah, I was the rebel like my dad. I dyed my hair, had too many piercings, a lot of tattoos, and I was a bitch. But what did you expect from the 'Undertaker's' child? I hadn't seen my dad in like almost 3 years and he finally had the nerve to call me earlier this morning to tell me to call me later. It was almost time to call him again.
We were in Memphis and not in our regular country town. My mom, who Summer got the looks from, was downstairs getting ready to fix dinner and my sister Summer was talking to some boys again. I was in my room on my bed looking. I had so many pictures of my dad. I wondered why I like him as a wrestler but not as my dad. I mean today was the first time he had called me in 3 years. He hadn't even come to see us when he was in Memphis. That really got me pissed off there. I looked at me laptop, which was right in front of me. 5:43. I guess I should call him before he goes to do the show. It was Thursday and he was getting ready Smackdown.
I leaned over to my desk counter that was right next to me. I picked up the piece of paper with my dad's cell phone number on it. I picked up my own phone instead of the other one because knowing Summer she was still on talking to a new guy. I called the number while saying the numbers out loud.
"3.4.4. 6.2.3.1." (A/N: Not my real number or anyone's number that I know of. If it's anyone's number sorry for using it. Also it's not the Undertakers!!)
A manly voice answered.
"Hello?"
"Um, is Mark there?" I asked.
"Yeah, this is him. Who is this?"
"Dad, it's me Sky. You told me to call you later."
"Oh, yeah honey."
"What did you want?"
"I know I haven't been the best dad but I wanna make it up!"
"Dad, you can't keep doing this!"
"Doing what?"
"You said the exact thing 3 years ago. We spent the whole summer together and it's been 3 years! Nothing will change and I know it."
"Honey, I'm sorry. It's just work and all."
"Bullshit, you came to Memphis."
"Watch your language. You are talking to your dad."
"Sorry. But it's just hard to trust you again."
"I know. I had the same problem when I was your age. Trying to trust friends and stuff."
"Then why do you do it?"
"It's just natural I guess."
"Well, try to stop."
"I'll try."
"Good. What should we do?"
"I was thinking you, your mother, and sister could all come up on the tour for a year."
"A year? What about school?"
"Have you ever heard of a tutor? Also I'm pretty sure you won't miss school that much now will you?"
"Nah." We both started to laugh.
"Fine I'll tell mom and Summer." I said.
"Good, now I gotta go tell your mom to call me later for some more information."
"I will dad."
"Love you Bird."
"Love you too, Dead Man Walking." We both laughed again and hung up.
He always called me bird because well, birds do fly in the sky and Sky's my name. I couldn't believe it. I was going to the WWE for a whole year without school. Damn. Still got tutoring. But who cares? I walked downstairs and into the living room where Summer was laughing to some guy on the phone. I sat down on the couch and turned on the TV to UPN.
"Ok, bye." My sister Summer said hanging up.
"What's the name?" I asked.
"Patrick. I met him at the mall today. Total cutie." I smiled a fake smile.
"Did you get me my dye?" I asked.
"Yeah, Manic Panic right?"
"Ding, ding, ding. You just won a lifetime supply of CD's for getting the answer right!" I said trying to sound like a game show. We both laughed. I mean I loved my sister but she could get pretty annoying. Every guy I liked I lost him to her. She was just experimenting is what she always told me. She liked guys and girls. I was her. Today she had on some dark flared jeans and tight green tank top with some flippers on. I had on a long sleeve top that said 'Sorry, I thought you were cute from afar' and some dark black baggy jeans that laced up on the side. I was barefoot.
"There's dad!" Summer yelled loud enough where my mom ran into the living room.
"Oh, yeah. Dad wants all of us to go on tour with him for the whole year." I said. "The whole year?" My mom asked and I nodded my head yes. "Wow, I get to talk to some hot Superstars instead of these nobody's." My sister said. "Also he told me to tell you to call him later for some more information." I said. "Trust me I will." My mom said. She sounded nice but the look on her face meant she was pissed. "Dinners ready." My mom said still looking at the screen. Summer and I jumped up living our mother in the room. When we got to the table we had hamburgers, french fries, and drinks. Yummy. I took a seat next to Summer.
"So, what do you think moms going to do?" I asked. "How the hell am I suppose to know? She's the one who makes all the decisions. I hope she says yes because I really wanna see Shannon Moore." "You and that gay idiot!" I said laughing and putting ketchup on my french fries. "He's not gay. And what about Jeff Hardy?" "What about him?" "I heard you last night." "What do you mean?" "You know what I mean. You were moaning and saying his name and telling him to don't stop." "I was that loud?" "Ha, you admit it!" "He is sexy and the wild hair, green eyes, accent, and." "Ok, that's enough of Rainbow now." We both started to laugh.
Ok, I had to admit I liked Jeff Hardy. He was nice and everything. The last time I saw him he was what, 23, and I was 14. I had the kid crush on him. I had braces and my hair was always in a ponytail. I could he liked Summer a lot. He even kissed her and I didn't talk to him for like the rest of the trip. I guess you could call it puppy love. We continued to scarf down our food till our mom came back in.
"So?" Summer asked. "I just talked to your dad." "And?" I asked. "I said I couldn't go." "Ah, man. Come on mom!" I said starting to stand up. "I said I couldn't come but I didn't say you guys couldn't!" Me and Summer just looked at each other before jumping up and screaming. We then ran to mom and nearly knocked her down. "I knew you girls would like it." My mom said. "You're the best mom ever!" I said. "Now let's finish eating!" Summer said and we all sat down.
"Mom, when are were actually going?" I asked. "When schools over with." "All man." We won't even leave until 3 months. All of my friends are going to die when I tell them I won't see them for senior year. Wait. Does that mean I won't graduate? "Mom, does that mean that I can't graduate with my class?" I asked her. "Um, not exactly. You could still if you want to." "Yes, I can still graduate!" I yelled and my mom and sister just sort of laughed at me and I blushed a little.
After dinner I went into my room and started to get my suitcases ready. I took out all 3 of them and got all my money and put it in my piggy bank. I had over $300 dollars but I was going to need that for new cloths. I had to admit I really didn't like shopping but hey it was now or never to get into the habit. I mean Jeff Hardy was going to be there. Too bad he had a girlfriend but hey, that can't stop me from being friends with the guy. Can it?
(A/N: Hey everyone. This chapter was really long huh? I hope everyone lied it. It's only the beginning. I would love for everyone to please review the story because I'm working really hard on it and I want people who enjoy my writing to like it! Love Always, DHack!)
