Is It Forever, Or For-never?
Rating: For the time being, the rating PG13, but be warned that there is an occasional swear word in my story. As we go along the rating may be changed to R. I give you a fair warning.
Summary: All the popular wrestlers are back in their training days, juggling college, training and relationships. Friendships get damaged, relationships get broken and people get betrayed. Includes 2 of my own people, Hall, Nash, Hardys, McMahons, HHH, HBK, RVD, Y2J, and many more!
Disclaimer: I own nothing that has to do with the WWF/WWE; I only own Marika, May and Victoria.
Chapter 10:
"Rica, are you almost done?" May asked, knocking on the bathroom door. "Our first class starts in twenty minutes."
"Yeah." I yelled back. "Just let me dry my hair."
"Ok, but hurry up, you know what our teacher is like about punctuality." May yelled.
"What's all the yelling about?" Victoria asked. "You woke me up."
"Sorry." May said. "We'll be leaving soon, you can go back to sleep then."
"No problem." Victoria said, getting up. "I want to do some shopping anyways."
May knocked on the door again. "Hurry up or I'm going to leave without you."
"I'm almost done." I replied.
"What's she doing?" Victoria asked.
"I have no idea." May answered.
I opened the door and walked out.
"Oh my God." May said.
"What?" I asked, going over to the mirror. I shook my hair, it was no longer blond, but now black. "I think it looks good."
"Well, the color of your outfit really accentuates the blackness of your hair." Victoria said sarcastically.
I was wearing a black tube top, a black faded jean vest over it, a short, black, faded jean skirt and black three-inch heel sandals.
"Shut up Tori." I said. "Ok, we can go now May." I picked up my books.
"Ok." She said.
We left the dorm room.
"You look so different." She said.
"That's what I was aiming for." I replied.
"Well, you really succeeded." She stated.
We walked out of the dorm building and across campus to the learning area.
We went into our first class and took a seat near the back, none of our friends who took this class was there yet.
Rob came in a sat in the row in front of us and turned around. "Whoa dude." He said. "Is that really you Rica?"
I nodded. "How does it look?"
"Different." He answered.
I rolled my eyes. "You two are no help."
"Well, we aren't over the shook yet." May said.
"Whatever." I replied.
Shane came in and sat beside Rob and also turned around. He looked at me. "Whoa." Was all that he said.
Guerrero and Benoit came in and passed by us.
"Wow mamma." Guerrero said. "Looking good Rica." He continued on with Benoit.
"At least he's giving me an opinion." I said.
"Yeah, but it's Guerrero." May said.
"Doesn't matter." I stated.
May looked around and spotted Scott Levy sitting in a corner alone. "Scott is such a freak." She said.
"All Scott's are freaks." Shane commented.
"Hey, watch it Shane." I said. "Or I might go insane and try to kill you again."
Shane gulped. "I'll be good."
"Who are you talking about May?" I asked.
"Scott Levy." She answered. "Just look at him. You think that with that much smarts, he'd find a way to not be such a freak."
"He's not that bad." I said.
"He's not that bad?" She repeated. "Look at him."
I looked over at him. "Ok, so what?"
"So, he's like, the most depressed thing on the planet." May said. "And what's with the hair?"
"What's wrong with his hair?" I asked.
"It's braded, bleached and shaved." She answered. "It wouldn't be that bad if he didn't shave the back of his head."
"It could be worse." I stated. "He could have a mullet."
She thought for a second. "Ok, I'm gonna agree with you there."
Shane and Rob had turned around at some point during May's and my conversation. I balled up a piece of paper and chucked it at Rob's head, I hit my target and he turned around. "What?"
"Don't ignore us." I said.
"Well are you two done gossiping about that dude?" He asked.
"Yeah." I answered. "Hey, class is about to start, where's Stephanie?"
He shrugged. "I don't know."
The teacher, Mrs. Stevens, entered the room. "Al of you sit down and be quiet, psychology class is about to begin."
Ten minutes into the class, Stephanie and Chris Irvine walked through the door and tried to sneak to seats.
"Excuse me, Ms. McMahon, Mr. Irvine." Mrs. Stevens said. "Do the two of you have excuses for being late and then interrupting my class?"
"I overslept." Stephanie said. "My very expensive alarm clock, that my billion dollar father bought for me wasn't working right." She paused as if thinking. "By the way, isn't it about that time of year when my daddy usually makes a very hefty donation to this school?"
"What? Oh yes, I do believe that it is, Ms. McMahon." She said. "Please take a seat."
Stephanie walked up the isle and sat beside me, Chris tried to sit undetected.
"Not you, Mr. Irvine." She said. "If your late one more time, you will no longer be welcome in this class."
"Stupid corrupt system." I muttered.
"What was that Ms…" She paused. "I don't believe that I know you, what's your name?" She asked.
"Marika Smith." I answered.
"So it is. Well, Ms. Smith, why don't you share with us all what you just said." She said.
"I didn't say anything." I lied.
"You muttered something a couple of seconds ago." She stated.
"No I didn't." I said. "I think that you're hearing things."
"I know what I heard." She said.
"Well, you can't prove that I said anything." I said. "And you're wasting the precious learning time of my peers and myself with your false accusations."
She glared at me then continued with her lecture. I loved to torment teachers when they can't prove that I'm lying.
When there was about fifteen minutes left to class, I was very bored. I sat back and blew a bubble with the gum that I was chewing and it burst rather loudly. Since the teacher had her back to me, I had enough time to gather it in my mouth. I spit it out just before she looked at me. It landed in Shane's hair and it took everything I had not to laugh.
"Ms. Smith." She said. "I would like to speak to you after class."
"Ok." I said.
She went back to lecturing. I looked at Shane, he had no clue that I had hit him with my gum.
When class ended, we stood up and stretched. Shane went to run his hand through his hair and felt the gum. He pulled his hand away.
I laughed at him.
"Marika." He said. "When you spit your gum out, did it just happen to land in my hair?"
"No time to talk." I said. "Teacher needs to see me." I went down to the front of the class before he could say anything else to me.
The teacher ignored me until everyone but Scott Levy had left.
"Marika." She said. "Why are you taking this course?"
"Because I want to learn all about the fascinating world of psychology and human behaviour." I answered.
"How many times did you rehearse that?" She asked.
"Not that many, it was easy to memorize." I replied.
She sighed. "I don't know how, but somehow, last year, you managed to end the course with one of the highest scores, and so far this semester, you seem to be still scoring high. Now either you are a natural at psychology, or you are a master at cheating, I haven't decided which one yet."
"So, I'm passing one course?" I asked.
"Yes, I take it from that question that you aren't doing so well in your other courses?" She said.
I shrugged. "I can pick my marks up by the end of semester."
She shook her head. "I don't know how you're going to make it in this world. But since you weren't paying any attention in class today, I take it that you know nothing of the assignment that I assigned."
"Of course I do." I lied. "But just to make sure that I got all of it, why don't you go through it again?"
"I have assigned a paper to be written and passed in in a week." She replied. "Although, the Dean wants an exemplary paper written and given to him for when he visit's the high schools." She looked over at Scott. "You should be listening to this too Scott. You two are the two highest scoring students, so for you to get extra credit, I want the two of you to work together on it."