WWE High

Chapter Five.

Stephanie sat in her room in front of her dressing-table, it was the night of the Fall Ball and her date Hunter was due to arrive in two hours. In that time, she had to do her hair, nails, face and legs so it was guaranteed to be a hectic schedule, as she was painting her nails, the door suddenly knocked.

"What do you want? I'm trying to get ready." She shouted.

"It's me Shane, can I come in just for a sec."

"Fine, I'm too much in a rush to argue."

Shane slowly opened the door and walked in with his best mate Kurt.

"Hi Steph, looking forward to the Ball." Kurt said nervously.

"Actually I am, I'm going with Hunter." Stephanie said proudly. " At first, I thought he was a arrogant prick but he's a lot deeper than I thought,, kind and sensitive with those gorgeous…"

"Have you finished?" asked Shane. "It's making me feel sick!"

"Whatever Shane, so are you coming too?"

"I asked Stacey but unless 'I wouldn't go to the ball with you if you were the last man on earth!' means a yes than no."

"What about you Kurt?"

"Dances aren't really I'm thing." Said Kurt trying to act cool.

"Kurt, she's not stupid, she knows you didn't get asked."

"I did, it's just there's a X-files marathon on tonight and…"

"Sure Kurt, I believe you." Laughed Stephanie teasing Kurt. "So what if you don't have dates, you can still come and have some fun."

"No, Kurt's telling the truth, there is an X-files marathon on tonight, all the episodes right from the start!"

"Well, I'm sure that will be great, but I really need to get ready so if you please." Said Stephanie motioning them to the door.

"Of course, your lady highness." Mocked Shane.

"Bye Bye." Said Stephanie as they headed towards the door. "Bye Kurt, enjoy your X-files marathon."

"Bye Steph." Said Kurt blushing.

Shane and Kurt closed the door behind and Kurt looked back at the door as if in a daydream.

"It's never going to happen Mate." Laughed Shane.

"What?"

"Come off it, it's totally obvious you dig my sister."

"No I do not." Protested Kurt but Shane didn't believe him as he headed down the stairs.

Edge stood in front of the mirror shaving, he wanted everything to be perfect for his date with Torrie. The downstairs phone then rang.

For Gods Sake, he was busy at the moment. Stupid phone.

"Christian, can you get that." Edge shouted.

"Get it yourself!" his brother called back.

Fine, thought Edge as he hurried down the stairs.

"Hello?"

"Hello Edge."

"Torrie! Hi how are you? Getting ready for the ball."

"I sure am, I can't wait but the reason I called is because you know I said for you to pick me up at seven, well it's easier for me if you meet me at the Dance itself."

"Sure, whatever you want." Said Edge eagerly. "So what are you wearing?"

"Like I'm going to tell you, it's a surprise, so is it Ok that I meet you there?"

"That's fine."

"Cool. See you there"

"Bye."

Edge hung up the phone to see Christian standing at the top of the staircase.

"So who was that?"

"None of your business." Smiled Edge walking away.

It was seven o'clock and the doorbell rang in the McMahon household. Jeffery the butler walked over to answer.

"Hello."

"Hi, I'm here for Stephanie McMahon, I'm her date." Said Hunter nervously holding a bouquet of roses.

"I see, just come this way."

Hunter was held down the hallway into a spacious living room with expensive looking furniture, it all seemed too posh for him, but what was even scarier was the sight of Vince and Linda McMahon waiting in the living room.

"You must be Hunter, have a seat." Said Linda smiling warmly. She seemed nice, thought Hunter although he couldn't ignore the cold stares from Vince.

"When will Stephanie be ready?" asked Hunter.

"You know us woman, we like to make a grand entrance, especially Stephanie."

Hunter smiled back and sat there awkward twiddling his thumbs.

"Would you like some caviar?" asked Linda.

"No thank you." Hunter answered politely. Caviar! What the hell is that?

"So Stephanie tells me you're on the football team."

"Yes, I'm the captain."

"Wow, that's quite a hard position to fulfil."

"Yes, it is, but I work really hard to stay there."

"What about your academic achievements?" asked Vince coldly, he obviously wasn't impressed by football.

"There Ok, I try to keep a good balance between football and work."

"I should think so, I've brought up Shane and Stephanie to learn that if you want to get ahead in life then you have to work hard on your subjects, things such as football, should come secondary."

"That's very good advice." Said Hunter nervously. Come on Stephanie, hurry up!

"What time does the dance finish?"

"I'm not sure, about 10.30."

"Good, I want her home by 11.00." said Vince. Hunter didn't dare to argue.

"Vince, don't be so harsh, they may want to go somewhere afterwards." Said Linda kindly.

"Where would they want to go at 11.00 at night?"

Hunter blushed and looked at Linda anxiously. How would she answer that? Luckily for Hunter, the door suddenly opened and Shane peered round.

"She's ready."

Thank God, thought Hunter.

Hunter and family assembled in the corridor as they watched Stephanie come down the stairs, she was wearing a long red dress, with a slit up the side, her hair hanging down in curls. She looked stunning.

"You look beautiful" smiled Hunter.

"I should think so, I spent three hours getting ready." Laughed Stephanie.

As Stephanie talked to her father Vince, Hunter noticed Shane and Kurt talking in the kitchen. What the hell was Kurt doing here?

"Ok have a nice time." Said Linda.

Hunter led Stephanie towards the car and opened the door for her.

"I'm sorry if my Dad made you feel awkward, he's very protective of me."

"That's Ok. Steph, why was Kurt here?"

"Oh, he came round to hang out with Shane, don't worry he's coming to the dance, he's rather watch an X-files marathon."

"I would have thought Shane would have chosen better friends than a geek like Kurt."

"They've been friends since they were kids, I use to be friends with him too, my Dad really likes him, being smart and all."

Kurt Angle, Vince's boy. Thought Hunter was he started the engine and drove towards the dance.

Edge and Christian both stood in front of the mirror, touching up on their suits.

"So your date meeting you there?" asked Christian.

"Yep, you?"

"Yep."

"So who are you going with?"

"Your have to see when you get there, I'm sure your be surprised."

"Well, wait to you see who my date is." Laughed Edge.

"Do you want to take the same car, or will we have be borrow Dads."

"I'd rather take my own car, we might go somewhere after the dance, with you know what I mean."

"High hopes then?" asked Christian.

"You bet, this is going to be a night to remember." Said Edge, little knowing that if fact they both had the same date.

Chris Jericho and Trish stood outside Jeff's house admiring his motorcycle. He hadn't bothered to dress up for the ball, he fact he had dressed down with his scruffy jeans and leather jacket, his blond hair tied back into a ponytail. Trish, looking quite the stripper in a tight plastic mini-dress.

"Are you going to take it to the dance?" asked Jeff.

"Yep, I can't wait to take it for a ride."

"Be careful, it took me ages to get the motor working again, if there's one scratch on it my dad will kill me."

"Jeff, your sounding like your mum, just chill, It be fine, Ill bring it back good as new."

"I don't trust you Chris at all."

"Like I give a damn Jeff, come on Trish lets' go." Chris jumped on the cycle, Trish clinging to his stomach.

"Aren't you going to wear a helmet?" asked Jeff.

"Helmets are for wimps Jeff, like you." Chris sneered before riding off into the moonlight.

Edge arrived at the ball, looking round he saw Stephanie and Hunter dancing on the floor along with several other couples, but no signs of Torrie. He stood waiting at the refreshment stand not wanting to look stupid and dateless. The door suddenly opened but Edge's brother Christian came through much to his disappointment.

"I see your date hasn't arrived yet, I don't blame her." Laughed Christian.

"What about you? Where's your date?"

"Don't worry she'll be here and I'm sure your in for a pleasant surprise."

The door opened again and Torrie stepped through wearing a shimmering green dress.

"Torrie!" said Christian and Edge in unison.

"Hey guys, sorry I'm late."

"Wait a sec, who's your date?" asked Christian.

"Torrie."

"But my date is Torrie."

"But my date is Torrie." Said Edge confused.

"Sorry guys but I don't like to be bet upon, so I told you both I'd go to the dance with you."

"You tricked us!" said Christian angrily. "I joined the cheerleading squad for you, do you understand how much stick I got for that."

"Sorry, but I don't go for desperate guys." Said Torrie.

Christian fumed at her words and looked as if he was about to have a temper tantrum.

"Ok Ok, I get it, you wanted to make a fool out of Christian, which is not that hard to do, but you really like me, hey I can forgive you, let's go Torrie, leave my brother to sulk like a baby."

"Sorry Edge, but your not my date either."

"What! Torrie what are you saying?"

"I told you Edge, I was waiting for my special guy to ask and he did."

Rob Van Dam stood out from the crowd and put his arm round Torrie.

"Hi Edge, Hi Christian."

"You knew! You knew all along and you let me and Christian come to the dance knowing we would be stood up!"

"I wouldn't miss to see the picture of your face for anything." Laughed Rob.

"You bastard!" shouted Edge.

"Hey, no hard feelings, come on Torrie let's go dance." Torrie and Rob smirked at Edge and Christian as they headed for the dance floor.

"Can you believe this? We've been set up! Us! Edge and Christian!"

"Ill never live this down." Cried Christian.

"What are we going to do now?"

"Maybe we should just go." Said Christian.

Edge looked around at the dance floor and band and smiled.

"Now that we'll here we might as way stay, I don't want to waste my ticket, fancy a dance?"

"Edge!" protested Christian, he didn't want to dance with his brother.

"Come on, maybe we can impress some girls with our routine duo, that reeks of awesomeness!"

"Yeah Ok." Thought Christian. "Let's knock them dead!"

Chris and Trish arrived at the dance, staring in disgust at the formality of it, happy couples, crappy music, sickly punch, what a waste of an evening.

"They call this a party, I've had more fun washing my hair." Said Chris.

"I know, and look at Stephanie and Hunter, all happy, it makes me sick." Said Trish.

"Come on, let's get a drink."

Chris and Trish walked over to the punch bowl and poured themselves a drink.

"What is this crap?" asked Chris.

"Umm, I think it's strawberry punch, let me go check." Said Trish.

"Come back, I know what it is, why the hell are they serving this? Let's make this party a bit more lively."

Chris pulled out of his jacket pocket, a small bottle of vodka and quietly poured it into the punch.

"Your so evil." Laughed Trish.

"Evil? Baby I'm more than that, let's see how this formal ball goes now."

Hunter and Stephanie slow-danced together in the middle of the dance-floor, Stephanie's head resting on his shoulder.

"This evening has gone perfectly." Said Stephanie.

"Why wouldn't it?"

"I don't know, with all that has happened to me lately, nothing seems to be going right for me."

"Well, as long as I'm here, I'll take care of you."

"You really are like my knight in shining armour, thank you for standing up for me when those guys were having a go and stuff."

"Anything for a damsels in distress."

Stephanie laughed softly and looked past Hunter to see Edge punch Rob in the face and Torrie trying to push away Christian.

"Everyone's falling apart, did someone put something in the punch?"

"Who cares, as long as you're here, nothing else matters." Said Hunter.

Stephanie looked up and stared into his eyes, Hunter looked at her soft pink sparkling lips knowing this was the moment he was going to kiss her. He leaned in and kissed her gently on the lips but they parted when they heard Edge shouting drunkenly.

"Way to go Hunter! You scored! You won the bet, I owe you one mate."

Shut up Edge. Shut up, thought Hunter as Stephanie looked angrily at him.

"What bet?"

"Oh Edge, he's drunk he doesn't know what he's saying."

"You went out with me for a bet, just so you could kiss me!"

"No, it wasn't like that…"

"I don't want to hear it, I can't believe I trusted you!"

Stephanie raced off towards the girls' toilets as Hunter protested but she was too upset to listen to his cries.

"Thanks a lot mate." Said Hunter glaring at Edge.

"Hey anytime mate, anytime." Laughed Edge thinking he was being sincere.

The chaperons looked at some of the drunken students with an angry and worried face.

"I thought we said no alcohol was allowed at the ball."

"We did, I don't think anyone has brought any."

"Look at them, they must have done."

Mr Hogan drank some of the punch and looked at the other teachers.

"Someone's spiked the punch."

"Spiked the punch?"

"Drink it." Said Mr Hogan handing out a glass to the rest of the teachers.

"But who would have done a thing like this."

Mr Hogan looked around the hall and spotted Chris sitting smugly with Trish.

"I think I know, don't worry, Ill sort this out."

Mr Hogan marched over to Chris' table and pulled him up by the scruff of his jacket.

"Hey, what the hell do you think your doing?" shouted Chris.

"I know it was you who spiked the punch, so you might as well confess it now."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Yes you do, I know your type."

"I'm just enjoying the dance with my girlfriend, I tell you this is discrimation."

"Oh really? Then what is this?" Mr Hogan pulled out a half full bottle of vodka from his jacket.

"I don't know where that came from, I swear."

"Save your excuses, now get out of here now, before I tell the school board."

"School board! What are they going to do?"

"Get out right now, go on get out!" screamed Mr Hogan.

"Fine, I wouldn't want to stay in this stinking place anyway." Shouted Chris storming away.

Hunter raced to the girls' toilets, he had to explain to Stephanie now, he didn't want to leave things the way they were. He walked in to find Stacey spraying her hair.

"This is the girl's toilets you know, did you get the signs mixed up?" said Stacey coldly.

"Sorry Stacey, but this is important, your hair looks fine, now get lost." Said Hunter pushing her outside the room and closing the door.

"Stephanie, where are you?"

He looked to see that the end cubicle was shut and peered under to see Stephanie's high heel shoes.

"Steph, I'm really sorry but if you just let me explain.."

"GO AWAY!"

"Steph, when I first saw you I wouldn't to get to know you better, the guys thought it was a bet but I didn't I really like you, I don't care about the bet."

"YOUR LIEING, YOU JUST LIKE THE REST OF THEM!"

"No I promise you Steph, I'm not, please believe me, I want us to be friends, in fact I want us to be more than friends, Stephanie I've never felt this way about anyone."

"I DON'T WANT TO HEAR, I THOUGHT YOU WERE DIFFERENT!" Stephanie shouted between sobs. "If you don't go now, Ill never speak to you, just go."

"How are you going to get home?"

"Ill call my Daddy, unless you want to face him again, he warned me not to go out with you, I guess he was right along."

"Fine, I don't care, be a spoilt brat!"

Hunter stormed out, slamming the door behind him, he walked across the hall and out into the open. He needed some fresh air.

Everything was going perfect, why did Edge have to open his big mouth? She would never forgive him, he had ruined it for sure.

Hunter looked towards Chris' motorcycle parked next to his car. He hated Chris, it was all his fault, well actually it wasn't, but he wanted to shift the blame on someone.

As she stared at the motorcycle, an idea suddenly came to mind, an evil plan that would get back revenge for what he did to Stephanie and for the fight. Could he do it? Did he have the guts? Chris could really get hurt, he could be found out but after his fight with Stephanie, he wanted to cause someone else pain and he was determined to get that son of a bitch Chris Jericho.

Chris walked out of the hall, kicking the ground in anger. Who did Mr Hogan think he was? What can he do? He felt like a drink but Mr Hogan had taken his vodka bottle. Probably wanted it to drink himself.

Well, he had all night, get himself drunk, smoke some dope, he didn't need to stay here to have fun, he wasn't having fun anyway.

Chris got onto his bike and started the motor, riding ferociously out of the school grounds, wind on his face, he drove along the empty road. As he reached the end of the road, the traffic lights turned red. Chris pressed his hands onto the brakes to stop but they didn't work. Shit. What has happening? Shit.

Chris frantically pressed on the brakes but nothing happened, Chris sped past the traffic lights, an approaching car beeped loudly and Chris tried to swerve to the right, but it was too late.

The car hit the motorbike and sent Chris flying onto the bonnet before hitting the ground hard, the car driving slowly onwards before stopping to a standstill, the driver got out, running to an unconscious Chris.

Coming Soon.

Find out what happens to the gang in the new term of WWE High.

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