A/N: Blah, what the hell? This is a songfic on my favorite pairing in the
WWE. The song Just a Girl is No Doubt's so don't sue me!! Mystery couple
will be revealed in the end.
He looked at her. She was amazingly beautiful. Those hair, the eyes and the facial features never ceased to amaze him no matter how many times he looked at her.
"Hey, you ready for the match?" he heard Test ask the girl.
"In a minute, Test," she answered. Suddenly, she turned and spotted him staring at her. She smiled and walked over.
/Take this pink ribbon off my eyes I'm exposed And it's no big surprise Don't you think I know Exactly where I stand This world is forcing me To hold your hand/
"Hey, what's up?" she asked softly. He fidgeted. What was he going to say?
"Um, no-nothing much. Just the u-usual," he finally managed to stammer out.
"That's good but can I ask you a simple question?" she asked, her delicate eyebrows furrowing.
"Sure," he replied with a surprising smooth tone. She leaned closer to him on her tiptoe. He caught his breath sharply but listened attentively.
"Why were you staring at me?" she whispered in his ear. He hesitated. Should he tell her?
"Girl, c'mon, our match is next!" Test, who had Stacy beside him, called to the female. The woman stood on her own feet and looked at him.
"Don't answer that first. You should answer it later. I'll see you then," she said softly before hurrying after Test and Stacy.
/The moment I step outside So many reasons For me to run and hide I can't do the little things I hold so dear 'Cause it's all those little things That I fear/
He watched her match, wincing as he saw her take bumps from the psychotic black-haired vixen, Victoria. He couldn't bear to watch it but he had to. He wanted to see how many skills she had. Surely, she was more talented.
"Oh! And a tag to Steven Richards!" JR exclaimed. The man bit his lip as he watched her trying to escape from the psychotic man. He continued watching even though it pained him.
/'Cause I'm just a girl, I'd rather not be 'Cause they won't let me drive Late a night I'm just a girl, Guess I'm some kind of freak 'Cause they all sit and stare With their eyes/
He let out a sigh of relief when she managed to Low Blow Richards and tagged Test in. The rest of the man vs. man match, he ignored, as he focused on the injured girl's condition. He was worried all right. She was leaning on the padded turnbuckle and holding her ribs. Test's marketing manager, Stacy Keibler, was torn between watching Test and helping the injured woman. That was what the storyline said.
"And look at Victoria! What is she doing!?" King exclaimed as the jezebel, with a steel chair in hand, was sneaking up behind the injured blond. The man, who was watching the screen, clenched his fist as he expected what was happening next.
/ I'm just a girl, Take a good look at me Just your typical prototype Oh...I've had it up to here! Oh...am I making myself clear. I'm just a girl I'm just a girl in the world... That's all that you'll let me be!/
Stacy rushed towards Victoria and pushed the steel chair onto the black- haired jezebel. Victoria stumbled and fell as the chair hit her skull. The crowd let out a loud pop and Richards went after Stacy as the injured blond took on Victoria. Unfortunately, Richards didn't get very far with Stacy when Test dragged him back into the corner and gave him a Tilt-a-Whirlwind Slam.
"1-2-3!" the arena fans chanted as the referee thudded his hand on the mat. The bell rang and the man was overjoyed. He ran towards the curtains and waited for the victorious team to arrive. The team arrived and the elated man gave the blond a bear hug.
"Congratulations, baby!" he exclaimed. The blond looked a little surprised but happy nonetheless. Test and Stacy had gone to have their own private moment, leaving the two alone, with some technicians lying around.
/I'm just a girl, living in captivity Your rule of thumb Makes me worrisome I'm just a girl, what's my destiny? What I've succumbed to Is making me numb I'm just a girl, my apologies What I've become is so burdensome I'm just a girl, lucky me Twiddle-dum, there's no comparison. Oh...I've had it up to Oh...I've had it up to? Oh...I've had it up to here/
"How does it feel to have won against the psycho team?" he asked, chuckling. The blond-haired woman winced slightly but still kept the smile on her face.
"Feels great! Even though it was a storyline, I had a great time kicking ass!" the latter said brightly. God, how he loved that girl. She was always damned cheerful even though she'd just gotten her beautiful ass kicked.
"Congrats again. I know how it feels to have won," he said, raking his hair back with his right hand. The blond beauty in front of him smiled at him gratefully.
"You know, you haven't answered my question," she said thoughtfully. His smile faded and he sighed.
"You're right. I guess this is the only way to answer it..." he sighed and brought her closer. She looked confused but gasped softly when he pressed his lips over hers. It went for on for quite a while until they broke apart.
"Jeff, does this mean...?" she asked but he silenced her.
"Yes, Trish, it does mean I Love You," Jeff said softly. He waited for an answer but it didn't come. Instead, Trish brought his face down for another kiss. He knew what it mean...
A/N: I hope you liked it. I'm continuing this with the other RAW and SmackDown! Divas so I'll try to keep their love interests still up. Hope you like and please review! Oh, and I want feedback. Do you still want me to continue with the other Divas or not?? And the song just came to my head. I thought it was kinda suitable for Jeff and Trish.
He looked at her. She was amazingly beautiful. Those hair, the eyes and the facial features never ceased to amaze him no matter how many times he looked at her.
"Hey, you ready for the match?" he heard Test ask the girl.
"In a minute, Test," she answered. Suddenly, she turned and spotted him staring at her. She smiled and walked over.
/Take this pink ribbon off my eyes I'm exposed And it's no big surprise Don't you think I know Exactly where I stand This world is forcing me To hold your hand/
"Hey, what's up?" she asked softly. He fidgeted. What was he going to say?
"Um, no-nothing much. Just the u-usual," he finally managed to stammer out.
"That's good but can I ask you a simple question?" she asked, her delicate eyebrows furrowing.
"Sure," he replied with a surprising smooth tone. She leaned closer to him on her tiptoe. He caught his breath sharply but listened attentively.
"Why were you staring at me?" she whispered in his ear. He hesitated. Should he tell her?
"Girl, c'mon, our match is next!" Test, who had Stacy beside him, called to the female. The woman stood on her own feet and looked at him.
"Don't answer that first. You should answer it later. I'll see you then," she said softly before hurrying after Test and Stacy.
/The moment I step outside So many reasons For me to run and hide I can't do the little things I hold so dear 'Cause it's all those little things That I fear/
He watched her match, wincing as he saw her take bumps from the psychotic black-haired vixen, Victoria. He couldn't bear to watch it but he had to. He wanted to see how many skills she had. Surely, she was more talented.
"Oh! And a tag to Steven Richards!" JR exclaimed. The man bit his lip as he watched her trying to escape from the psychotic man. He continued watching even though it pained him.
/'Cause I'm just a girl, I'd rather not be 'Cause they won't let me drive Late a night I'm just a girl, Guess I'm some kind of freak 'Cause they all sit and stare With their eyes/
He let out a sigh of relief when she managed to Low Blow Richards and tagged Test in. The rest of the man vs. man match, he ignored, as he focused on the injured girl's condition. He was worried all right. She was leaning on the padded turnbuckle and holding her ribs. Test's marketing manager, Stacy Keibler, was torn between watching Test and helping the injured woman. That was what the storyline said.
"And look at Victoria! What is she doing!?" King exclaimed as the jezebel, with a steel chair in hand, was sneaking up behind the injured blond. The man, who was watching the screen, clenched his fist as he expected what was happening next.
/ I'm just a girl, Take a good look at me Just your typical prototype Oh...I've had it up to here! Oh...am I making myself clear. I'm just a girl I'm just a girl in the world... That's all that you'll let me be!/
Stacy rushed towards Victoria and pushed the steel chair onto the black- haired jezebel. Victoria stumbled and fell as the chair hit her skull. The crowd let out a loud pop and Richards went after Stacy as the injured blond took on Victoria. Unfortunately, Richards didn't get very far with Stacy when Test dragged him back into the corner and gave him a Tilt-a-Whirlwind Slam.
"1-2-3!" the arena fans chanted as the referee thudded his hand on the mat. The bell rang and the man was overjoyed. He ran towards the curtains and waited for the victorious team to arrive. The team arrived and the elated man gave the blond a bear hug.
"Congratulations, baby!" he exclaimed. The blond looked a little surprised but happy nonetheless. Test and Stacy had gone to have their own private moment, leaving the two alone, with some technicians lying around.
/I'm just a girl, living in captivity Your rule of thumb Makes me worrisome I'm just a girl, what's my destiny? What I've succumbed to Is making me numb I'm just a girl, my apologies What I've become is so burdensome I'm just a girl, lucky me Twiddle-dum, there's no comparison. Oh...I've had it up to Oh...I've had it up to? Oh...I've had it up to here/
"How does it feel to have won against the psycho team?" he asked, chuckling. The blond-haired woman winced slightly but still kept the smile on her face.
"Feels great! Even though it was a storyline, I had a great time kicking ass!" the latter said brightly. God, how he loved that girl. She was always damned cheerful even though she'd just gotten her beautiful ass kicked.
"Congrats again. I know how it feels to have won," he said, raking his hair back with his right hand. The blond beauty in front of him smiled at him gratefully.
"You know, you haven't answered my question," she said thoughtfully. His smile faded and he sighed.
"You're right. I guess this is the only way to answer it..." he sighed and brought her closer. She looked confused but gasped softly when he pressed his lips over hers. It went for on for quite a while until they broke apart.
"Jeff, does this mean...?" she asked but he silenced her.
"Yes, Trish, it does mean I Love You," Jeff said softly. He waited for an answer but it didn't come. Instead, Trish brought his face down for another kiss. He knew what it mean...
A/N: I hope you liked it. I'm continuing this with the other RAW and SmackDown! Divas so I'll try to keep their love interests still up. Hope you like and please review! Oh, and I want feedback. Do you still want me to continue with the other Divas or not?? And the song just came to my head. I thought it was kinda suitable for Jeff and Trish.