WWE High

Term Two

Chapter Three.

Kurt stood in front of the mirror, his best friend Shane McMahon was sitting typing at his computer. He sighed as he saw Kurt continuing to stare at the mirror.

"For Gods Sake Kurt, if you stare at it any longer it will crack." Shane laughed.

"Very funny." Said Kurt sarcastically. "Do you think I need a image change?"

"Look, I don't need to answer those stupid questions, you're acting like a girl, worried about your image and all that."

"You don't know what it was like yesterday, I was brilliant at Romeo, but they wouldn't give me the part cause I'm dork, instead that annoying Mr Perfect Hunter Hearst Helmlsey got it, he hardly had to do anything!"

"Big deal, you wouldn't want to play Romeo anyway think of all the lines you would have to learn."

"I'm smart, I can deal with that and Romeo gets to kiss Juliet and Juliet is…"

"I see where this is going, look you are not Stephanie's type, she would never go out with you, deal with it."

"At the moment, yes, but when she see's the cool hip rapping style of Kurt Angle, she'll change her mind!" Kurt exclaimed, doing a few 'cool' poses in front of the mirror.

"Man, your crazy!" Shane laughed.

"Fine, if you won't help me, I'll find someone who will." Said Kurt grabbing his jacket.

"Good Luck, you're going need it." Laughed Shane as Kurt walked out of the room.

Matt, Lita, Trish and Jeff sat in Study Room revising for their History exam. Jeff and Matt weren't talking to each other since last week's events and were causing a divide in the group.

"Wow, this history revision is so hard, there's so much to learn." Moaned Lita trying to break the silence.

"Yeah, but I'm happy, Chris is coming back next week." Trish replied.

"Really! Cool, I mean the place isn't the same without him, is he alright?"

"Yeah, I've visited him in hospital, he'll be alright."

"I think it's horrible, how someone could cut his brakes like that, it's basically murder, I can't think of anyone who could go that far."

Jeff stared at Matt intently.

"I have my suspicions."

"What you got a problem with me Jeff?" Matt laughed.

"Yeah I got a problem…" Jeff said rising from his seat.

"Hey sit down Jeff, your not going start a fight now, that's just fucking stupid." Trish said pushing him back down in his seat.

"Oooo, got woman making the decisions for ya now, have ya Jeffery?" sneered Matt.

Jeff crunched up a piece of paper on his desk and threw it hard at Matt, he landed on the side of his face and he glared angrily at Jeff.

"Jeffery Hardy! This is a place of study, not a playpen, now if I see you throw paper one more time you're off to the principal's office!" The teacher bellowed.

"Ha Ha" mouthed Matt.

"Your going to pay Matt." Whispered Jeff.

"Oh get a life, you sound like a broken record."

"Yeah come on Jeff, it was a accident, just let it go." Added Lita.

"Oh so now your siding with him, I spent the night in a prison cell and now dad hates me because of him, I'm not just letting that go!"

"Jeff, keep it down." Said Trish quietly as she watched the teacher's stony glare.

Jeff continued with his work until Matt threw a piece of paper at him, which hit him on the back of the head, he heard laughter from both Matt and Lita.

Jeff snapped grabbing a pen and throwing at Matt's face. He countered by throwing a rubber and they then began firing all sorts of stationary objects at one another from across the room.

"Jeff! Matt! Right that's it!" The teacher shouted walking over to Jeff's desk.

"The principal's office Now!"

"What! What about Matt, he started it!" Jeff exclaimed.

"Don't shout at me, I've had enough of your attitude, now leave my classroom!"

Jeff grudgingly walked out of the room.

"You can't force me out, when I ain't done nothing, you always take it out on me!"

"Don't answer back Hardy, or your be out of my class for good."

"Fine. I hate history anyway." Jeff snapped before slamming the door closed as Matt laughed to himself in his seat.

It was lunchtime and Stephanie was in the Drama room. She had called Hunter in to practise the lines although Hunter had other things on his mind.

"Ok, why don't we take it from Act One Scene Three, that's when Romeo and Juliet first met."

"I remember when we first met, across the hallway, I think you were your lovely pink dress that day, you looked great…" said Hunter looking at the ceiling. "Ahh…Memories."

"Hunter can we please concentrate, we only have a few weeks till the performance."

"Ok Ok chill princess." Laughed Hunter.

"They practised the scene, although Hunter kept having to glance at his script and Stephanie was getting annoyed.

"Hunter come on, you have to learn this off my heart, you want have the script at the real thing, you don't seem to be taking this seriously."

"Hey, you are taking it seriously enough for the both of us." Hunter laughed.

"Hunter, please this is really important to me, I want to get it right."

"It's only a stupid high school play, don't panic."

"I love Acting, this could be my big break."

"Erm, yeah sure." Hunter muttered to himself, thank God she was pretty.

"Look, why don't you come round mine tonight, then we can spend the whole night practising."

"Hunter Hearst Helmlsey, you've got only one thing on your mind and that's to get me in your bedroom." Laughed Stephanie.

"Yeah, but now I realise how important this is to you, I want to take it seriously too."

"Really?"

"Yep, so you coming round tonight?"

"I suppose so, but it will be nothing fun, we'll run through the whole script."

"I can't wait." Said Hunter enthuscaitally. "So where were we?" said Hunter looking at his script.

"Act One Scene Three."

"Right then, let's make a head start on tonight."

Stephanie smiled as Hunter began to recite his lines. Maybe he wasn't such a bad guy after all.

"Girls, can I sit here?"

Torrie and Stacey looked up from their burgers and fashion magazines to see Kurt standing before them.

"Over my dead body, shouldn't you be sitting with them?" said Stacey pointing to the geeks table.

"Please, I need your help."

"Why would we want to help you? I mean just you standing here is bringing down our popularity status as we speak."

"Please, it be worth your while." Pleaded Kurt.

"Go on Stacey, let the dork sit."

Kurt gratefully sat opposite Torrie and Stacey.

"Now, want do you need our help for? And more importantly what do we get out of it." Glared Stacey.

"I want, sorry I would like…a makeover."

"A makeover, why that's ill speciality, isn't it Stacey?"

"Yeah, we are makeover experts, but it's going to cost you."

"What do you mean? I don't have any money, I just want to be cool, you know the type girls like Stephanie will go for, and you would know being her best friends…"

"I tell you it's going to take a lot of work to transform you into a steph-magnet." Jeered Stacey.

"Come on, I'm cool, smart, funny, sensitive, I mean I'm not afraid to share my feelings and even shed a tear."

"Yep, it's going to take a lot of work." Muttered Stacey.

"But you know what, we'll up for the challenge, it might put us on the map as makeover queens."

"So what's the cost?"

"Erm, well let's think clothes…hair products…our personal time." Said Torrie counting on her fingers.

"I know, how about you do all our homework until the makeover is complete, I mean with helping you we don't have time to do homework and you become our personal slave, you know carry our books to class and stuff."

"Hey, I still want to keep my dignity!"

"Kurt, you never had any in first place now with the help of me and Stacey, we will transform you from a dork to jock and Stephanie will not be able to resist, just imagine…you and Steph at the prom, together forever…"

"Ok Ill do it!" said Kurt, holding out his hand.

"Welcome to Torrie-Stacey Makeover programme!" Torrie exclaimed shaking his hand.

"Jeff Jeff Jeff, what are we going to do with you?" The principal said pacing up and down in his office, Jeff sat glumly in his chair.

"You just can't seem to stay out of trouble, I mean even in your first year you made your first mistake making friends with that Chris Jericho and it's just gone downhill from there, I mean your brother Matt, he's nothing special but at least he has the brains to get somewhere, Jeff each time you come here, the more sorry of a case you get."

Jeff couldn't be bothered to say anything, he had heard this speech all before.

"Don't you realise, this is your senior year, next year you will be graduating and high school is over forever."

"Yippee!" added Jeff.

"This is not a funny matter, it's not just your attitude that's gone downhill, it's your grades too, you've failed your last five tests, if this continues, you won't be able to graduate."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean Jeff, I don't think you realise our important this history test is, you can't spend your time picking fights with your brother…"

"I didn't start it.." Jeff added but the principal continued.

"If you don't pass this history test, then you be spending your holidays here."

"At school?"

"Yeah and I doubt your graduate."

Great. Thought Jeff, this year is getting better and better.

How the hell is he going to pass this history exam?

In the Next Chapter.

Chris returns to WWE High and a surprise visitor has an eye on Rob.