*MOMENTS LATER*
Staley and Paige stepped into Paige's silver viper and sped to the nearest BeBe.
"So what's this big event you have to go to?" Paige asked as she turned into the parking lot.
"It's a wrestling show. It's live from the Staples Center." She answered.
"Ugh, wrestling. How can you stand that crap?" Paige asked.
"It's not crap, you've just never given it a chance. I'm sure if you actually watched it once in a while you'd like it." Staley said as she walked into the store. Paige and Staley start running around picking out every outfit they could lay their hands on. Then they shoved Staley in the dressing room and yelled,
"Put 'em on!"
After two and a half hours going from store to store, they finally picked out the perfect outfit. She chose a black BEBE shirt with sliver righnstones with a light faded jean skirt, and women's Pumas street cat shoes in white and silver.
THE NEXT DAY*
The next day, Staley hopped out of bed and raced over to Starbucks in her silver Porsche GT2 turbo drop top, grabbed herself a latte and proceeded to the gym to work out. After working out, she ran home, showered and changed and headed over to Zoe's Saloon and Spa to get her hair and nails done. After her run through the spa, she jumped back into her car and sped off back to her house to get ready for the big show.
2 and a half hour's later, the horn of the limo honked outside her window, and Staley stepped out of her house. The limo pulled up to her door step and Chris popped up from the sun roof. Staley was about to run down and join him, when Stephanie McMahon's large head appeared next to him. So instead of running down and looking like an idiot, Staley casually took her time.
"You look absolutely shagadelic, baby." Chris noted, once Staley finally got into the limo.
"So do you to um, baby." Staley replied, taking a seat next to him. Stephanie glared at Staley, cleared her throat, and whacked Chris in the back of the head.
"What the hell was that for?'' Chris yelped, rubbing the back of his head.
"You didn't introduce me to your little friend." She said, trying to sound as bitchy as possible. Staley and Stephanie exchanged glances and Chris tried to explain.
"Staley, this is my friend, Steph..." Steph raised her fist and was about to hit him,
"All right, this is my acquaintance" She raised her fist again.
"OK! My boss's daughter, AH! It's true, Dam nit! But not what you wanted to hear, ok, she's my sister...PLEASE DON'T HURT ME! OK! OK! ALL RIGHT! SHE'S MY GIRLFRIEND, DAMNIT!"
"Oh, really, wow, isn't that good to know." Staley said in response. Then, no body spoke the whole entire ride to the arena. Once there, Steph jumped out of the car and ran to her daddy to find out who was next in line for her to screw over. Chris and Staley just hung around the wrestler's entrance for a while.
"Thanks for letting me know you have a girlfriend!" Staley yelled, punching him in the chest and then joining the Hardy Boyz, Lita, and Chloe in their locker room. Chris stood at the entrance, dumfounded.
*IN THE HARDYZ LOCKER ROOM*
"So I go and I buy these really cute clothes, see the ones I'm wearing right now, I know I love them too, and he says 'you look absolutely shagadelic, baby' and then Stephanie McMahon, being the bitch she is..." Staley stood up and flailed her arms in the air and smacked Matt in the nose, causing him to fall backwards off the bench he was sitting on. He slowly crawled back onto the bench, and held his nose in pain. Staley looked down at her hand and gasped.
"One of my acrylics broken! (gasp) I'm gonna have to get these filled!" She turned and looked over at Matt who was wiggling his nose to get the circulation going.
"Damnit, I think you broke my nose!" He whined.
"Sorry, sweetie. Any way, back to my story. So Stephanie McMahon, being the bitch she is, just, POOF! Popped out of no where, acting like his girlfriend. I mean, the man lead me to believe I was his girlfriend, or at least that he was single and I was on my way to being his girlfriend! I'm just so pissed at him" Staley explained, sitting back down again.
"I swear, you look just like that hooker I picked up last week!" Jeff exclaimed, pointing at Staley.
"What the hell." Chloe said, angrily.
"Um...that's not what I meant, baby. I was picking her up to bring her to the supermarket! She needed a ride! How was I supposed to know she was gonna come onto me!?" He said quickly. Staley turned and patted Chloe on the shoulder.
"Remember, I'm a good divorce lawyer, too." She pointed out.
"I bought orange juice." He said, hoping it would take her mind off of the whole "hooker thing". Chloe stood up and stomped out of the room, not bothering to even look at him. Amy looked around the room and then at Matt.
"See, isn't it good to have a working relationship?" She asked him. He smiled and ran and jumped onto her lap, cuddling up to her like a little puppy dog.
"Right, now that I've killed one marriage, I think I'm gonna call a cab, wait, on second thought, I'm gonna hang out back and see what wrestlers I can make friends with." She said as she ran her fingers through her hair and left the room.
"I swear she looks like Candy!" Jeff exclaimed.
"Dude, you got her name!?" Matt yelled, baffled, from Amy's lap.
"And her number!" Jeff answered, very proud of himself.
*OUT IN THE HALL*
Staley strutted down the hall, looking for the hottest guy to get Chris back with, even though there were a lot of hott guys standing all around her. That's when she came upon Shannon Moore, the Hardy Boyz best friend.
"Hey, you're that new wrestler, Shannon.'' She said, shaking his hand.
"Yeah, and are you supposed to be back here? It's VIP only." He asked. Staley whipped out her VIP card.
"I am VIP." She replied.
"Oh, I see." He said, "So, who are you here with?"
"Chris Jericho, but I ditched the bastard." She answered.
"Ah, I see you've met Stephanie, then."
"Yeah, and the hard way."
"Ha ha, so, you're just wandering around? Well, you could always hang out with me and Shane and The Hardy Boyz."
"I've already spent my time with the Hardyz, so I'm ok." She answered quickly. 'Wait, I could use this guy to get back at Chris!' She realized in her head. Shannon was about to walk away, when Staley ran after him and jumped on his back.
"WAIT! I change my mind!" She yelled.
"What?" He asked, turning around and taking her off his back.
"One question."
"Yeah?"
"Are you single?"
*AT JERICHO'S LOCKER ROOM*
"I can't believe she left me for the Hardy Boyz!?" Chris yelled, slamming his fist down on the coffee table.
"Relax, Chris, it's not like you guys are dating or anything. I mean, you're acting like you are. Is there something I should know? What did you guys do on that date anyways? Chris, are you cheating on me? I can't believe you're cheating on me! How could you do this!? I thought you loved me?" Steph lectured.
"I'M NOT CHEATING ON YOU!" Chris yelled. Steph crossed her arms and glared at him.
"I don't think this relationship is working out, Christian."
"My name's not Christian."
"Yes it is."
"No it's not."
"YES IT IS, CHRISTIAN!"
"No, actually, my first name is Christopher."
"All right, I don't think this relationship is working out, Christopher."
"Actually, I prefer Chris."
"MAKE UP YOUR MIND, DAMNIT!" She yelled, "you know what, forget about it. I'm leaving." And she stormed out of the room, making sure to break the hinges off the door on her way. Chris ran after her, only to find Staley and Shannon Moore strolling down the hall, hand in hand.
"What the fuck is this?" He asked pointing at them.
"What you missed out on." She replied, walking right by and waving a finger behind her. Chris turned around and kicked the door frame.
"Ah, fuck damn, that hurt more than I thought." He said picking up his foot and kissing his toes.
*NEXT WEEK ON RAW*
After one date with Shannon, Staley joined him the next week on Raw, VIP. They sat backstage and made small talk while they waited for the show to start. Staley was facing the parking garage when she saw Chris' car pull in and park right in front of them. She looked over at him briefly then back at Shannon. She grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and kissed him, making sure Chris saw. Once he was out of sight, she turned to him and said,
"Um, sorry Shannon, but sparks didn't fly."
"Yeah, it wasn't exactly the fourth of July for me either." He replied.
"I don't think this is gonna work out. But call me, we'll do lunch. Have your people call my people." She said and they parted ways, not even saying good bye.
*MEANWHILE*
Chris was walking down the hall, looking for Stephanie. He found her standing by Vince's office. He walked up to her and spun her around so she was facing him. Her cheeks were stained from crying and her eyes were raw and red. She looked at him and started crying again. He hugged her and let her cry onto his shoulder.
Staley came bolting down the hall after Chris. Since he and Stephanie weren't "an
Item" anymore, she wanted him back. But when she found him, he wasn't exactly in the position to talk. He was making out with Steph.
"I see you guys got back together." She said, interrupting them. Chris looked over at her.
"I see you and Shannon broke up." He shot back at her. She was about to say some smart ass remark, but stopped herself, and instead asked Chris for a moment to talk by themselves. So they went back to Chris' locker room.
"So what's on your mind? Come to yell me? Or maybe try to make me jealous again?" He asked, once they got inside.
"No, I came to apologize." She answered.
"Apologize?" He asked in disbelief.
"Yeah, apologize. And you better savor this moment for all it's worth cuz it aint gonna happen to often." She said sternly.
"Hey! You said you WERENT gonna yell at me!" He yelled.
"I'm not the one doing the yelling right now, am I?" She asked.
"All right, all right! Now make your apology so I can get back to my woman."
Staley looked at him in horror.
"I'M OFFENDED!" She screeched. Chris didn't do anything and instead, he did nothing.
"Hurry up, you're wastin my time!"
"OK THEN! I'm sorry Chris for poking into your personal life and being bitchy and trying to make you jealous and, wow, I'm really like dissing myself. Whatever, I'm sorry, now you gotta break up with Steph so we can elope."
"Um...no, but you're forgiven." Chris said and left.
"DAMN YOUS!!!!"
Staley and Paige stepped into Paige's silver viper and sped to the nearest BeBe.
"So what's this big event you have to go to?" Paige asked as she turned into the parking lot.
"It's a wrestling show. It's live from the Staples Center." She answered.
"Ugh, wrestling. How can you stand that crap?" Paige asked.
"It's not crap, you've just never given it a chance. I'm sure if you actually watched it once in a while you'd like it." Staley said as she walked into the store. Paige and Staley start running around picking out every outfit they could lay their hands on. Then they shoved Staley in the dressing room and yelled,
"Put 'em on!"
After two and a half hours going from store to store, they finally picked out the perfect outfit. She chose a black BEBE shirt with sliver righnstones with a light faded jean skirt, and women's Pumas street cat shoes in white and silver.
THE NEXT DAY*
The next day, Staley hopped out of bed and raced over to Starbucks in her silver Porsche GT2 turbo drop top, grabbed herself a latte and proceeded to the gym to work out. After working out, she ran home, showered and changed and headed over to Zoe's Saloon and Spa to get her hair and nails done. After her run through the spa, she jumped back into her car and sped off back to her house to get ready for the big show.
2 and a half hour's later, the horn of the limo honked outside her window, and Staley stepped out of her house. The limo pulled up to her door step and Chris popped up from the sun roof. Staley was about to run down and join him, when Stephanie McMahon's large head appeared next to him. So instead of running down and looking like an idiot, Staley casually took her time.
"You look absolutely shagadelic, baby." Chris noted, once Staley finally got into the limo.
"So do you to um, baby." Staley replied, taking a seat next to him. Stephanie glared at Staley, cleared her throat, and whacked Chris in the back of the head.
"What the hell was that for?'' Chris yelped, rubbing the back of his head.
"You didn't introduce me to your little friend." She said, trying to sound as bitchy as possible. Staley and Stephanie exchanged glances and Chris tried to explain.
"Staley, this is my friend, Steph..." Steph raised her fist and was about to hit him,
"All right, this is my acquaintance" She raised her fist again.
"OK! My boss's daughter, AH! It's true, Dam nit! But not what you wanted to hear, ok, she's my sister...PLEASE DON'T HURT ME! OK! OK! ALL RIGHT! SHE'S MY GIRLFRIEND, DAMNIT!"
"Oh, really, wow, isn't that good to know." Staley said in response. Then, no body spoke the whole entire ride to the arena. Once there, Steph jumped out of the car and ran to her daddy to find out who was next in line for her to screw over. Chris and Staley just hung around the wrestler's entrance for a while.
"Thanks for letting me know you have a girlfriend!" Staley yelled, punching him in the chest and then joining the Hardy Boyz, Lita, and Chloe in their locker room. Chris stood at the entrance, dumfounded.
*IN THE HARDYZ LOCKER ROOM*
"So I go and I buy these really cute clothes, see the ones I'm wearing right now, I know I love them too, and he says 'you look absolutely shagadelic, baby' and then Stephanie McMahon, being the bitch she is..." Staley stood up and flailed her arms in the air and smacked Matt in the nose, causing him to fall backwards off the bench he was sitting on. He slowly crawled back onto the bench, and held his nose in pain. Staley looked down at her hand and gasped.
"One of my acrylics broken! (gasp) I'm gonna have to get these filled!" She turned and looked over at Matt who was wiggling his nose to get the circulation going.
"Damnit, I think you broke my nose!" He whined.
"Sorry, sweetie. Any way, back to my story. So Stephanie McMahon, being the bitch she is, just, POOF! Popped out of no where, acting like his girlfriend. I mean, the man lead me to believe I was his girlfriend, or at least that he was single and I was on my way to being his girlfriend! I'm just so pissed at him" Staley explained, sitting back down again.
"I swear, you look just like that hooker I picked up last week!" Jeff exclaimed, pointing at Staley.
"What the hell." Chloe said, angrily.
"Um...that's not what I meant, baby. I was picking her up to bring her to the supermarket! She needed a ride! How was I supposed to know she was gonna come onto me!?" He said quickly. Staley turned and patted Chloe on the shoulder.
"Remember, I'm a good divorce lawyer, too." She pointed out.
"I bought orange juice." He said, hoping it would take her mind off of the whole "hooker thing". Chloe stood up and stomped out of the room, not bothering to even look at him. Amy looked around the room and then at Matt.
"See, isn't it good to have a working relationship?" She asked him. He smiled and ran and jumped onto her lap, cuddling up to her like a little puppy dog.
"Right, now that I've killed one marriage, I think I'm gonna call a cab, wait, on second thought, I'm gonna hang out back and see what wrestlers I can make friends with." She said as she ran her fingers through her hair and left the room.
"I swear she looks like Candy!" Jeff exclaimed.
"Dude, you got her name!?" Matt yelled, baffled, from Amy's lap.
"And her number!" Jeff answered, very proud of himself.
*OUT IN THE HALL*
Staley strutted down the hall, looking for the hottest guy to get Chris back with, even though there were a lot of hott guys standing all around her. That's when she came upon Shannon Moore, the Hardy Boyz best friend.
"Hey, you're that new wrestler, Shannon.'' She said, shaking his hand.
"Yeah, and are you supposed to be back here? It's VIP only." He asked. Staley whipped out her VIP card.
"I am VIP." She replied.
"Oh, I see." He said, "So, who are you here with?"
"Chris Jericho, but I ditched the bastard." She answered.
"Ah, I see you've met Stephanie, then."
"Yeah, and the hard way."
"Ha ha, so, you're just wandering around? Well, you could always hang out with me and Shane and The Hardy Boyz."
"I've already spent my time with the Hardyz, so I'm ok." She answered quickly. 'Wait, I could use this guy to get back at Chris!' She realized in her head. Shannon was about to walk away, when Staley ran after him and jumped on his back.
"WAIT! I change my mind!" She yelled.
"What?" He asked, turning around and taking her off his back.
"One question."
"Yeah?"
"Are you single?"
*AT JERICHO'S LOCKER ROOM*
"I can't believe she left me for the Hardy Boyz!?" Chris yelled, slamming his fist down on the coffee table.
"Relax, Chris, it's not like you guys are dating or anything. I mean, you're acting like you are. Is there something I should know? What did you guys do on that date anyways? Chris, are you cheating on me? I can't believe you're cheating on me! How could you do this!? I thought you loved me?" Steph lectured.
"I'M NOT CHEATING ON YOU!" Chris yelled. Steph crossed her arms and glared at him.
"I don't think this relationship is working out, Christian."
"My name's not Christian."
"Yes it is."
"No it's not."
"YES IT IS, CHRISTIAN!"
"No, actually, my first name is Christopher."
"All right, I don't think this relationship is working out, Christopher."
"Actually, I prefer Chris."
"MAKE UP YOUR MIND, DAMNIT!" She yelled, "you know what, forget about it. I'm leaving." And she stormed out of the room, making sure to break the hinges off the door on her way. Chris ran after her, only to find Staley and Shannon Moore strolling down the hall, hand in hand.
"What the fuck is this?" He asked pointing at them.
"What you missed out on." She replied, walking right by and waving a finger behind her. Chris turned around and kicked the door frame.
"Ah, fuck damn, that hurt more than I thought." He said picking up his foot and kissing his toes.
*NEXT WEEK ON RAW*
After one date with Shannon, Staley joined him the next week on Raw, VIP. They sat backstage and made small talk while they waited for the show to start. Staley was facing the parking garage when she saw Chris' car pull in and park right in front of them. She looked over at him briefly then back at Shannon. She grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and kissed him, making sure Chris saw. Once he was out of sight, she turned to him and said,
"Um, sorry Shannon, but sparks didn't fly."
"Yeah, it wasn't exactly the fourth of July for me either." He replied.
"I don't think this is gonna work out. But call me, we'll do lunch. Have your people call my people." She said and they parted ways, not even saying good bye.
*MEANWHILE*
Chris was walking down the hall, looking for Stephanie. He found her standing by Vince's office. He walked up to her and spun her around so she was facing him. Her cheeks were stained from crying and her eyes were raw and red. She looked at him and started crying again. He hugged her and let her cry onto his shoulder.
Staley came bolting down the hall after Chris. Since he and Stephanie weren't "an
Item" anymore, she wanted him back. But when she found him, he wasn't exactly in the position to talk. He was making out with Steph.
"I see you guys got back together." She said, interrupting them. Chris looked over at her.
"I see you and Shannon broke up." He shot back at her. She was about to say some smart ass remark, but stopped herself, and instead asked Chris for a moment to talk by themselves. So they went back to Chris' locker room.
"So what's on your mind? Come to yell me? Or maybe try to make me jealous again?" He asked, once they got inside.
"No, I came to apologize." She answered.
"Apologize?" He asked in disbelief.
"Yeah, apologize. And you better savor this moment for all it's worth cuz it aint gonna happen to often." She said sternly.
"Hey! You said you WERENT gonna yell at me!" He yelled.
"I'm not the one doing the yelling right now, am I?" She asked.
"All right, all right! Now make your apology so I can get back to my woman."
Staley looked at him in horror.
"I'M OFFENDED!" She screeched. Chris didn't do anything and instead, he did nothing.
"Hurry up, you're wastin my time!"
"OK THEN! I'm sorry Chris for poking into your personal life and being bitchy and trying to make you jealous and, wow, I'm really like dissing myself. Whatever, I'm sorry, now you gotta break up with Steph so we can elope."
"Um...no, but you're forgiven." Chris said and left.
"DAMN YOUS!!!!"