WWE High
Term Three
Chapter Five.
Hunter sat in Study Hall, but instead of revising he was thinking, at first his mind drifted to happy things like what he was going to do when he left high school, but isn't long before he thought about Stephanie and Chris. Just 10 minutes before, he had spent loads on a Valentines' ring for Stephanie and then to show her gratitude, she went off with Chris in the girl's bathroom, of in places!
He couldn't believe she had cheated on him like that, he seriously thought she was the one but now…he didn't know what to do. He didn't tell her what he saw, she didn't know a thing, he wasn't sure how he was going to tell her, just dumping her straight away seemed to good for Stephanie, he wanted to humiliate just like she had humiliated him, he wanted to show her up in front of the whole year.
As for Jericho, they both deserve each other, he was going get him too. But he couldn't beat up Stephanie, he had to think of another way to get her back.
"What would you do if your girlfriend is cheating on you?" asked Hunter to his friend Edge who sat beside him.
"I don't know, I don't have a girlfriend do I…wait a sec…is Stephanie having it off with another guy, do you think it's me? Oh shit, you think it's me, I swear I may have looked at her once or twice but I would never go as far as…!" Edge exclaimed.
"Hey, keep it down, No Stephanie isn't cheating on me , I just talking hypothetically." Hunter said quietly.
"Dude! Don't do that! You scared me there for a sec." Edge said holding his chest.
"So what would you do?"
"Well, I would find out the guy who was doing it and kick his ass, I mean if your girl is cheating on ya and people know, you look a total fool so you gotta get your dignity back by kicking the guy's ass, are you sure Stephanie's not cheating on you? Cause it's Ok to tell me, I won't put you down.."
"Edge, she is not cheating on me!"
"Ok is it Rob, no wait, Rocky, no, she's hardly met him, wait, my god is it Chris?"
"No! Give it a rest, Ok!" Hunter said angrily, threatening to stab Edge's eye with a pencil.
"Ok, Ok, steady on man." Edge said settling back to his work. "But why would you ask, if she wasn't cheating, I don't understand."
"Your right, you don't understand, just pretend this conversation never happened." Hunter said sternly.
Edge didn't want to argue with Hunter so he went back to his work.
"Guys, are you free tonight?"
Hunter and Edge looked up to see Matt Hardy standing before them.
"What do you want?" asked Edge standing up angrily.
"Just came to tell you that's there's a house party on at my place tonight, 7.30 till late, bring drink and as many friends as possible."
"Why would you want us at your party?" asked Hunter.
"Hey, I want as many people they're as possible, you may be brainless jocks but you make up the numbers." Matt smirked walking away before Edge could hit him.
"You going to the party?" asked Edge, 10 minutes later.
"Yeah, why not." Hunter shrugged. He could do with a good house party right now.
Great, I have to be stuck with Trish Stratus. Thought Hunter as they were drawn lab partners for the week.
Hunter went over to the desk where Trish sat, filing her hideously long fingernails.
"Err, Trish, could we get on with the experiment." Hunter said coldly. "You can't sit there all lesson."
"Yes I can." Trish replied, not even looking at Hunter.
"Trish, this is a joint effort, I'm not doing this on my own."
"Tough luck."
"If you don't do this experiment, your fail Chemistry."
Trish laughed, mocking Hunter. "If you don't do this experiment, your fail Chemistry." Mimicked Trish. "Like I give a damn, whether I pass or not."
"Fine." Said Hunter, he wasn't going to waste his breath arguing with Trish.
As Hunter prepared the experiment, Trish walked over.
"So how are things with Stephanie going?" Trish asked curiously.
"None of your business." Hunter said sharply.
"Oooo, I see I touched a nerve, she taking you for a ride?"
"Look Trish, it's none of your business, so leave it out."
"She is isn't she! Is it over for good? To be honest, I'm not surprised, I mean she acts the sweet innocent rich girl, but really she's just a spoilt, cheating, always gets what she wants… bitch, she doesn't care about anyone but herself, I know her type." Trish smirked.
"No Trish, I know your type and before you start bitching about Steph, why don't you go talk to your precious boyfriend Jericho and find out whos's taken who for a ride." Hunter said angrily, slamming his goggles down before leaving the class, whilst Trish smiled to herself evilly.
"Oh, I just can't get this!" Torrie cried to herself, as she puzzled over the chemistry experiment. "How am I suppose to know the difference between an alkali and an acid!" She said, as the acid dripped onto the workbench and burned the wood.
"Here let me help you." Said Rocky as he came to her aid.
"Thanks Rocky. I hate chemistry, plus we have to wear these stupid overalls, which make me look like a total dweeb."
"Hey, you never look like a dweeb." Smiled Rocky. "Well maybe you do now!" Rocky laughed and he put Torrie's goggles on.
"Very funny Rocky, now can you just show me how to do this, I want to get out of here as quick as possible, there's a sale going on at the mall." Torrie added.
Rocky sat down beside her and proceeded to explain the experiment.
What the hell is going on there? Thought Rob as he looked over at Rocky and Torrie. He better not try anything, that sly Mr Perfect Rocky. Rob watched as Torrie laughed at another one of Rocky's lame jokes. It's Ok, he's only being nice. Oh yeah and when have guys been 'nice' around Torrie.
"Staring at girls isn't going to get you to graduation Rob." Said the teacher giving him a fake smile.
"Yes Miss." Said Rob turning around back to his desk, but it wasn't even 5mins later when Rob turned his head once more to see Torrie laughing with Rocky over the experiment.
"Chris, what did you say to Stephanie!" Trish said, running over to Chris after Chemistry.
Chris coolly stamped his cigarette into the grass and turned to face Trish. "Well, it wasn't so much what I said."
"Are Hunter and Stephanie broken up for good?"
"How did you hear?"
"Well, Hunter's acting all 'I've just been dumped' and all, and when I asked him about Stephanie, he totally snapped, I tell you, it sounds like it's over and then even better he told me to go talk to you and ask if you were taking me for a ride!"
"So?" Chris said acting bored with Trish's excitement.
"He thinks that Stephanie and you are together behind his back, so did he get it right? Did Stephanie fall for you?"
"Yeah you could say that." Chris smirked.
"Oh my God, I don't think Stephanie knows that Hunter knows, I tell you I would pay money to see when Hunter tells Stephanie that he knows, how did he find out?"
"Oh, he just caught me and Stephanie snogging, could have been more, if he came in a little later, but I guess we can't get everything."
"Would you have gone further with her?" asked Trish, a note of anger in her voice.
"No way, I would have called it off, but she would of though, she was all over me, makes you think what kind of boyfriend Hunter really is."
"Well Stephanie obviously meant a lot to him, I kinda feel sorry for him." Trish admitted.
"Trish, don't tell me your feeling remorse, I hate that word." Chris laughed.
"Nah of course not, I tell you breaking up Hunter and Stephanie is the best thing we could have done before we leave, poor little Stephanie, she don't know what 's in for her." Trish smirked.
Suddenly the bell rang and Trish looked towards the school.
"I gotta go, English."
"Babe, what is happening to you, first remorse and now you want to go to class?"
"Are you going to get lonely?" Trish laughed.
"No." Chris said sharply.
"Well, hears something to remember me by." Trish said before giving him a passionate kiss. "See ya soon." She said patting his cheek before walking away.
Chris leaned back against the tree and lit another cigarette. This was High School life.
"Chris!"
Chris looked around, hoping to God, it wasn't a teacher, he stamped his cigarette on the ground and then looked towards the trees where a female figure stood.
"Chris! Come over here, quick!"
"Why? Who are you?"
"Quick, just come."
With nothing better to do, Chris walked over, but was shocked to see the person behind the trees.
"Stephanie, what are you doing here, your suppose to be class!"
"I bunked off Okay, I just needed to see you."
"What about?" said Chris in a bored tone.
"What do you mean, what about? Do you remember the dinner, do you remember what happened afterwards, we can't just ignore and forget what happened." Stephanie screeched.
"Oh, I get it, you've come to me to tell me not to tell Hunter, because you love him so much, la,la,la, well sorry princess, but he already knows, he saw us, he was fucking standing up the door, watching us together, so it's over, I'm sorry, goodbye."
"I don't care." Stephanie shouted.
Chris looked at her weirdly. "What do you mean?"
"I don't care whether Hunter knows, you're the one I want."
Oh fucking super, thought Chris. One snog and they want a commitment.
"Stephanie, it was just a bit of fun, that's it."
"Didn't you mean all those things you said?"
"No, Ok, I don't know what I was saying, it was rubbish."
"No, it totally made sense, I do fancy you Chris and all I've thought you about is you since the dinner, I want us to be more than friends." Said Stephanie leaning up to Chris.
"Look, I'm sorry Stephanie, my behaviour may been a bit forward, but I was just playing, I'm not the commitment sort of guy."
"Chris, I'm not looking for a commitment, I got that with Hunter, I just want a bit of fun and excitement, just like you said." Stephanie grinned.
"Well…I'm taken for, I got a girlfriend, Trish."
"She doesn't need to know, no-one does."
"Steph, I don't think you understand…" But Chris was broken off by a kiss from Stephanie as she pushed him against the wall.
"Meet me tonight." Stephanie smiled.
"Where, when?" asked Chris.
"At the park, 8.00."
"But it's Matt's party, I have to be there, he's my mate."
"Oh big deal Chris, do you want to meet me or not?"
Chris didn't why, but he really wanted to meet Stephanie tonight, she was attractive in an innocent sort of way, he didn't think it would come to this though, he never thought Steph would take him seriously.
"Yes." Chris replied.
"Good, Il meet you there at 8.00."
"What will I say about the party?"
"Just make some excuse, say your sick."
I don't get sick, thought Chris.
"Fine." Said Chris.
"Ill be thinking of you." Stephanie smirked. "In more ways than one."
Chris watched as Stephanie walked off into the building. Meeting Stephanie McMahon in parks? What the hell had he got himself into?
"I totally get that Chemistry now." Said Torrie as she stood by Rocky's locker.
"Yeah, well I'm an expert when it comes to Chemistry and I don't mean the subject." Rocky flirted.
"Well, how good are you at Maths?"
"Depends, what are you asking?"
"Well, maybe you could come round tonight to my house and help me with my Maths homework, I'm really struggling."
"Hey, you've come to the right man. My previous school said I would be the next Albert Einstein."
"Really? So you can sing?"
"Torrie, Albert Einstein is a famous mathitican."
"I thought he was a singer."
"Oh Torrie, your so funny."
"No, seriously, he's like an old jazz singer, I've heard his name before."
"Sure Torrie whatever, how about I take you to lunch, maybe we can touch up on your general knowledge as well." Rocky laughed.
"I got plenty of general knowledge." Torrie protested.
"Ok, what's the capital of this state?"
"How am I suppose to know that?"
"Cause it's the city we'll in." said Rocky rolling his eyes.
"Fine, Einstein, let's see if you can guess what I have for lunch!" Torrie laughed as she headed with Rocky to the lunch-hall.
"Right that's it, that's twice I've seen Rocky with Torrie and now he's taking her to lunch!" Rob exclaimed as he looked down the corridor. "What do you think they were talking about?"
"Rob, for god's sake, you're just being paranoid, Torrie isn't allowed friends you know." Edge replied.
"Yeah but not extremely good looking ones with a set of wheels and a bit of charm."
"Seems like you're a bit jealous of Rocky." Edge joked.
"No, I'm not!"
"It's Ok, I mean, he did take your place on the football team and now it seem's he's moving in on your girl."
"I thought you said they were just friends?"
"Hey man, I just trying make you feel better, there's something going on between them two, definitely."
"Great, that's just great, I can't even confront Rocky, not in this stupid wheelchair anyway, I guess Ill just sit back and watch them two live happily ever after." Sneered Rob.
"Well, of course there going to get together with you being like that, call her tonight, buy her something special, she'll soon realise you're the guy for her, with or without legs."
"Hey, I'm not going to be in this wheelchair forever you know!"
"I know, but I gotta make use of it while I can." Said Edge, dumping his books onto Rob's lap. "Now come on, we got English." Said Edge striding on.
Matt got the beers out on the table, his party was soon to begin, he checked the Hi-Fi, and put on the speakers on top. He wanted this house-party to be the best, you know the type that people would talk about for weeks, months to come and with graduation coming up in a few weeks, it may be one of the last.
As Matt prepared, Jeff came downstairs and slumped himself on the sofa, switching on the TV.
"I'm sorry, but their won't be any TV tonight, if you hadn't realised, it's my house party."
"Have you told Mum and Dad?"
"No, why would I do that."
"Oh, maybe I should then." Jeff said grabbing the phone. Matt ran over and bashed the phone out of his hand.
"Don't you dare, I want this party to be good, and I especially don't want you messing it up!" Matt shouted. "The only reason you're invited is because you live in the same house, so just keep out of my way!"
"Hey, Hey, don't burst a vein, don't worry, Ill keep out your way." Jeff said holding his hands up.
"Good, so do you think we can put our personal differences aside or should I say your personal differences, for the sake of the party?" asked Matt, holding out his hand.
"Sure. I want to have a good time too." Agreed Jeff, shaking Matt's hand.
A peace offering? No way. Thought Jeff, he may be shaking his hand but there's no way he's finished with Matt yet.
Stephanie sat in front of her mirror at her dressing-table, she was just touching up on her lipstick and lip gloss, puckering up to the mirror, she smiled at herself. Chris wouldn't be able to resist her.
"Getting all dressed up for Hunter?" said a voice.
Stephanie looked towards the doorway to see Shane standing there.
"Have you been spying on me?"
"No, I was just walking past, it's hard to miss you in that tight dress."
Stephanie stood up and admired her figure in the mirror.
"I know, I look great, don't I." She posed.
"Erm, if you're going for the slutty look." Shane murmured.
"Hey, you're my big brother, you would say that, anyways, clean shirt, black trousers, where you going tonight?"
"Where you're going, Matt's party."
"Oh, have fun."
"Aren't you going too?" asked Shane curiously.
"Er, yeah, of course, I'm meeting Hunter." Stephanie stammered.
Shane knew his little sister was lying straight away, he had known her too long.
"Stephanie where are you really going?"
"The party, I told you."
"Stephanie, look I promise I won't tell Dad or Mum, just tell me where your going, just so I can watch out, there's a lot of dangerous people out there." Said Shane putting his arm round Stephanie.
"Fine, if you really want to know, I'm going to meet someone at the park."
"Who?"
"I'm not going to tell you that."
"Is it someone at school? Do I know them? Is it a guy? Are you seeing another guy?" Shane asked.
"Shane, look, I don't need to tell you everything, I won't be long, Ill probably be back before you."
"Steph, I'm worried about you, what's going on?"
"Nothing Shane. Now I'm going to be late." Stephanie said, grabbing her handbag and pushing her way past Shane as he looked on with worry and concern.
Rob sat in his bedroom, looking at his phone. He wanted to call Torrie, he hadn't spoken to her in ages, that's because she's been hanging around with Rocky, Rob grimaced. No, don't jump to conclusions, if he was ever going to get Torrie's attentions back he had to stop being so moody and cynical.
Rob picked up the phone and began to dial the numbers before slamming the phone back down.
For Gods Sake, don't be such a wimp, you're just calling your girlfriend, hey, she might not even be there, and she might be at Matt's Party.
Ok, let's do this! Rob said to himself as he picked up the phone again.
"Look, when you've got the hypotheses and the adjacent and you want to find the opposite, what formula do you use?" asked Rocky.
"Cos!" Torrie shouted happily.
"Excellent, hey you're really getting a hang of Trigonometry."
"Yeah, and before this I didn't even know how to spell Trigonometry." Laughed Torrie, giving Rocky a hug. "Your brilliant."
"Hey, I just know my maths."
"No seriously, you've been such a great friend, I mean take Edge and Christian for example, they pretended to be my friends just so I would go to the Fall Ball with them, it's nice to meet a honest guy for once." Torrie smiled.
As the couple appeared to getting closer, the phone suddenly rang.
Torrie forced herself away from Rocky and answered the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hi Torrie, it's me Rob."
"Rob!" Torrie exclaimed.
"Hey, you don't have to sound that surprised."
"Sorry, I just thought you would be at Matt's party."
"Oh yeah, like they have wheelchair facilities." Rob said bitterly.
"Torrie, do you want to do simultaneous equations next or Pythagoras?" Rocky asked.
"Who was that?" asked Rob angrily.
"Er, nobody." Torrie said quickly.
"Was that Rocky?"
"Look, he just came round to help me with my maths…"
"You've got him round, after you! I should have known, you just couldn't wait to get rid of him and get your hands off him, well Ill save you the trouble, WE ARE THROUGH!" Rob shouted to Torrie, before slamming the phone back down.
The music blasted through the house and at least 30 people, danced in the centre of the floor, a few people scattered the outside, talking amongst their friends, the party was in full swing and everyone was enjoying it.
"Hey, who's' that fine looking chick over there?" asked Christian to Edge.
"I don't know, I ain't seen her around before, why fancy your chances?"
"Hey, why not?" smiled Christian as he grabbed two drinks and headed over towards the girl.
"Hey, drink?" asked Christian coolly as he passed the drink. "So what's your name?"
"Terri."
"Terri, that's a nice name, mine's Christian."
Terri's face lit up, and smiled at Christian. "Wait, your Christian, the male cheerleader right?"
"Yeah, but people don't realise what a complex sport cheerleading is, it's a mixture of gymnastics and dance…"
"No, it's Ok, I like cheerleading, I think your great on the squad." Terri grinned.
Wow, maybe I have a chance with this girl, thought Christian relaxing a little.
"Well I just thought cheerleading would be a bit more challenging and I didn't want to full into the category of a football jock, it's just too boring."
"Exactly, and I think it's so great that your so open about your sexuality, not a lot of guys have the courage to come out."
"What!"
"I'm just saying that I totally respect the fact that your gay, it's fine by me."
"But…"
"Look, I have to go talk to someone, maybe we go shopping some time or the beauty salon, I know this one place that can do wonders for that long hair of yours."
Great, thought Christian as Terri walked away. My weekend's going to booked up with beauty salons' and shoe shopping. Christian frowned.
Hunter gulped down another of his vodka orange drink, he had too many, but he wasn't thinking about stopping any time soon.
"Hunter are you alright?" asked Stacey, as she spotted him nearly stumbling onto the floor.
"I'm fine, Leave me alone!" Hunter shouted back.
"I think you've had too much to drink, why don't you come sit now." Stacey said, grabbing his arm.
"Why should I? I wanna stay here."
"Because you could hurt yourself with all these people, come on, you need some fresh air." Stacey gently lead Hunter outside into Matt's garden and sat him down on the bench.
"Now, what's wrong? Your not normally the type of guy to get yourself drunk so quickly."
"Stephanie, where is she?" asked a groggy Hunter.
"I think she's coming, don't worry, she'll be her."
"Don't care. She's a slut." Hunter said throwing his beer bottle onto the pavement.
"Have you too had a fight?" asked Stacey shocked.
"I don't care, she can do what she wants, I don't need her!"
Hunter leaned in closer to Stacey and put his hand on her leg. Stacey leapt away from Hunter.
"Look, I'm just going to get you a drink of water, stay out here, don't move."
"No! Stay with me!" Hunter ordered, reaching out for her arm and pushing her back onto the beach. "Your nice and loyal, not like Stephanie, you won't embarrass me." Hunter grinned, trying to kiss Stacey.
"Urghh! Get off me, you sick perve!" Stacey screamed, jumping away from Hunter's grasp. "Don't you dare touch me ever again!" Stacey said, before strutting off into the house.
"Stacey, wait!" Hunter drunkenly called, he reached out of her and toppled over and landed onto the hard concrete, groaning loudly, he just lay there, hoping someone would help him, but no one did.
"Jeff, when is Chris getting here?" shouted Trish, it was hard to have a conversation with all this noise.
"I don't know, he said he was coming, its' still early, the party hasn't even started yet!" cheered Jeff, heading out to the dance floor.
"Jeff, I'm serious, maybe I should call him."
"What are you his mother? He'll be here Okay."
"Fine, Ill go look for him myself."
Trish squeezed her way through the dancers to the conservatory, she stepped outside, the fresh air spreading over her face, and she reached into her pocket and pulled out a cigarette.
Who was a lighter? She thought.
"Hey Lita, do you have a lighter?" asked Trish spotting her laughing with a few mates on the grass.
"Yeah sure."
Trish lit her cigarette, puffing happily. She looked over to see Hunter lying drunkenly on the floor.
"Hey, what happened to him?"
"He's totally plastered."
"Wow, never thought I'd see goody two shoes Helmsley get plastered, even though I don't care a bit, you should watch him, we don't want a victim list after this party ends."
Lita and Trish grimaced as Hunter staggered up and was sick over the Hardy's flowerbeds.
"Anyway, you haven't seen Chris anywhere have you?" asked Trish.
"No, but I'm sure he'll be here, He wouldn't miss this party for the world."
"Yeah." Trish replied. Why was he late? Where was he?"
"I think I'm going take a walk, Seeing Hunter throw –up, is making me nauseous too."
"Where are you going to go?"
"Oh, just up the park, Ill be back, don't worry. Trish smiled, she puffed again, looking down at Hunter. What a mess he was. She walked down the pathway, up to the road and towards the park in search of Chris.
Hunter walked back into the house, he spotted Shane talking to Kurt in the corner, drinking respectable orange juices.
"Where is Stephanie!" Hunter shouted into Shane's face.
"Yuck, your breath stinks!"
Hunter didn't reply instead he grabbed Shane's collar, threatening to punch his face in as Kurt ran off scared.
"I need to talk to her, where is she?"
"I don't think you're in a fit state to talk to anyone right now."
"Stop smart-talking me geek, where is she?"
Hunter said clenching his hand onto Shane's throat.
"I'm not telling you." Shane whimpered, even though he knew he eventually would.
"Tell me." Hunter ordered, tightening his grip.
Shane's face began to go red and with Hunter like this, he didn't want to find out how far this would go.
"She's gone to meet someone at the park."
"Who?"
"I…don't know." Shane stammered.
"Tell me!"
"I don't know, she…kept..it..a…secret, a guy."
Hunter let go off Shane, dropping him to the ground. "She's gone to meet Chris, hasn't she! I'm going to fucking kill him!" Hunter shouted.
Shane got to his feet and Hunter punched him in the stomach for good measure.
"I'm going to fucking kill him, if I see him with her!"
Hunter stormed out of the house, all he could think about was the the pain he was going to inflict on Chris as he headed for the park.
Stephanie looked up at the dark sky, there were hardly any stars and the only light was from the moon shining above. She shivered in her jacket, holding her handbag close to her. She looked at her watch. Chris was late, why did he have to make her wait? She shouldn't be here. It was a mistake, yet she knew when she saw Chris, she wouldn't be scared anymore.
"Oh come on Chris." She muttered. "Please come."
Stephanie jumped as she rustling from the bushes nearby.
Holy Shit.
Stephanie stepped away from the bushes, as it rustled louder.
"Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God."
She wrapped her hands around the strap of her handbag, her breath quickened as the rustling out nearer.
She could feel her heart pumping in her chest, her cold breath visible in front of her. It's Ok, it's Ok, it's just a bird, Stephanie tried to convince herself. It's Ok.
Stephanie waited as the rustling stopped, a sense of relief spread over her.
She looked over at the bushes, still. Totally still.
Suddenly something jumped out from the bushes, Stephanie screamed loudly, clenching her handbag as she thrashed the bushes over and over with the bag.
She watched with fear as a squirrel scurried out.
"Thank god." She said to herself, it was just a squirrel. Everything's all right.
She put her handbag down by her side, trying to calm herself down after the scare. This park was scary at night, even the littlest thing like a squirrel could freak you out.
Suddenly someone grabbed her from behind, Stephanie screamed loudly as she fell to the floor, leaves and brambles covered her face so she couldn't see a thing, a hand pulled out her handbag and as she tried to keep a hold of it, she received a punch to the stomach, she doubled over, crying out with pain, the mugger wrenched at her neck pulling off with diamond necklace, she tried to pull the brambles off her face, but the person pull out her finger, taking off the ring that Hunter had gave her.
Her hands were bleeding from the brambles as the mugger ran off with her handbag and jewellery. Stephanie tried to get up and see who it was but they were too quick.
Tears flooded down her face, as she looked at her cuts and big bruise on the stomach. There was no point in crying out as the park was deserted. Stephanie just lay there, scared and hurt, crying her eyes out, she waited for someone to rescue her.
A question replayed in her mind.
Who had attacked her?
Stacey leaned against the wall, away from the centre of the party, drinking a coke. She was not in the party mood after her incident with Hunter.
God, he was disgusting and he has a big nose. Stacey thought.
"Hi Stacey." Said a small geeky voice.
Stacey turned around to see Kurt.
"Hi." Stacey said rolling her eyes, she didn't want to talk to a geek like Kurt.
"I see your enjoying a sober Coke, good choice, alcohol is really dangerous to your body, did you know that alcohol destroys your liver and…"
"Kurt, I didn't really want to know." Stacey sighed.
"Oh Ok, This party scene isn't really me either, I totally understand." Kurt nodded.
Stacey sipped at her coke as Kurt was forced into an embarrassing silence.
"So did you watch Star Trek last night?" asked Kurt, trying to start a new conversation.
Jeff was drunk and so was Lita, in fact everyone was drunk, but these two were in the right place at the wrong time.
"You are so drunk." Laughed Lita, raising her glass to Jeff.
"No, I'm not drunk, you are." Laughed Jeff, slurping down another beer unsuccessfully as it poured down his T-shirt. "Ok, maybe I'm not quite right." He giggled.
Lita sat next to Jeff and put his arm around him.
"You know, you are so much better looking than Matt."
"Yeah, I was always the good-looking one." Jeff smiled.
"No, you're the sexy one, I've always thought that, I never really liked Matt."
"Your just saying that cause your drunk." Jeff exclaimed.
"But aren't you drunk too?"
"Oh yeah, so I guess it's Ok then."
"What's Okay." Asked Lita.
"I don't know, would you like to snog me?"
"I guess that would be good."
"We are so drunk, do you know that?"
"That's good, cause then we won't remember what happens tomorrow."
"Good."
Jeff and Lita leaned in and locked lips, they were just having a bit of fun, but Matt didn't. He looked over at Jeff and Lita and gasped in anger, he stormed over and dragged Jeff off his girlfriend.
"What the hell do you think your doing?" He shouted at Jeff as everyone stopped dancing and turned around to face Matt and Jeff.
"Hey man, chill, it don't mean nothing, we were just having fun."
"Having fun! Do you you think making out with my girlfriend is fun!"
"Err, yeah."
"Matt, give it a rest, have a drink." Lita coyed.
"You got her drunk too!"
"No I didn't, why don't you fuck off Matt, stop being the good one all the time, I've had enough of your attitude."
"Look Jeff, do you remember our little talk, I want to enjoy my party, now your drunk, so just go out to the garden or something, and get the hell away from Lita!"
"Hey, I'm not drunk, she was drunk before me, she was the one coming on to me, she said that I was sexier than you, not really performing in the bedroom are we Matt?" smirked Jeff.
Matt didn't reply, instead, he punched Jeff to the ground, Jeff winced in pain, Matt dragged him up as the crowd chanted 'Fight, Fight, Fight!"
Jeff couldn't stand up properly and in desperate attempt to retaliate, he charged into Matt, sending him flying over the sofa, Matt crashed onto the floor, cutting his head on some of the bottles, which smashed in his face.
Jeff lay on top on Matt, pounding away on his cut face. Matt grabbed a bottle and tried to hit Jeff with it, but Jeff caught it and flung it away, Matt pushed Jeff off and threw him against the wall, he was bleeding bad.
Lita cried in fright as the two continued to fight.
"People, don't just stand there, it's gone too far."
Edge and Christian ran up to the fight and pulled Matt off Jeff.
"Break it up, you two come on, there's going to be an accident."
Matt went into the kitchen and Lita followed.
"Hey, he hit me first, who does he think he is, get him back in here, the fucking coward." Jeff shouted. "Come on Matt, you started it, let's finish it."
"Jeff, your just making things worse, your drunk and a mess, why don't you go upstairs and clean yourself up." Said Edge.
"Clean myself up! What are you the good a Samaritan?" Jeff shouted.
"Look Brov, just get him upstairs, lock him in if you have too, we gotta keep them apart." Whispered Christian.
"Hey, I can fucking hear you, you know and don't follow, I'm leaving, maybe I collapse in the bath, you'd like that!" Jeff said, before storming up the stairs, slipping up on the way.
"Fucking hell, what was a brutal fight." Edge laughed.
"Yeah, it was better than PPV!" said Christian giving Edge a high-five.
"Oh Matt, what ya done?" said Lita as Matt held a pack of peas to his head.
"Can we get someone sober in here to help me?" moaned Matt.
"Hey, I ain't drunk, look I can help." Laughed Lita, pressing the ice-pack onto Matt's head.
"Owww, that bloody hurt."
"Sorry." Lita laughed, she walked over to the freezer to get something colder, but accidentally slipped, knocking against the oven.
"For fucks Lita, I'd rather have Edge and Christian in there, than you, where's Trish?"
"I smell gas." Moaned Lita.
"I don't smell anything."
"That's cause you got blood all over your nose."
"Yeah, well, maybe you could help me, get it off!"
"Hold on, Hold on." Laughed Lita, before falling against the counter again.
"Fucking hell." Sighed Matt, for the first time this evening he just wanted the party to be over.
The music blared loudly as the night wore on, Lita was tending to Matt in the kitchen, Jeff was in his room and the rest were enjoying the party whilst they could.
"Man, the music not be that good, but people will be talking about the Matt-Jeff fight till graduation." Said Christian.
"Yeah, too bad Hunter missed it." Answered Edge.
"Where the hell he get too anyway?"
"I heard he got plastered and passed out on the patio."
"Is he still there?"
"Nah, He must have gone home or something, I'm not surprised though."
"Why?"
"I think Stephanie's been cheating on him."
"Really? With who!"
"Hey, I would have told you, if I knew, but he won't say, someone at the school though."
"My money's on Rocky, he's a sly one." Muttered Christian.
"What you got against Rocky?"
"Nothing." Christian said, getting himself another drink.
Suddenly above the music, police sirens could be heard, coming towards the house.
"Fucking hell, it's the police." Said Edge. "Matt!"
Matt came into the living room and ordered for the music to be turned off.
"Where are they? Did they knock?" asked Matt.
"No, I just heard sirens." Said Edge.
Matt went to the door and opened it to see the police car pull up outside.
Oh shit, thought Matt.
"Hey guys turn the music off." Shouted Matt into the living room as the police stepped out.
"Excuse me sir, is this your party?"
"Yes." Matt said grudgingly.
"Well we have had a few complaints from the neighbours…"
"Look, I promise, we'll turn the music down."
"Sorry Sir, but you are going to have to shut this party down."
"Oh come on!" Matt exclaimed.
"Your lucky to don't call your parents, so if I was you I'd end this party now, whilst you still can."
After a few more tellings off, Matt shut the door on the police and turned to the group.
"Sorry guys but the party is over."
"Oh." Said everyone in unison, sad that the party was over.
"Look I'm sorry, but I can't have my parents finding out, plus with the fight and everything I need to clean up."
The teenagers gradually left the house, taking some of the drink with them. Matt decided to go outside with Lita, his head was killing him and he needed some fresh air. He sat down on a bench opposite the house.
Edge and Christian were goofing around, spray-painting the wall.
"My head!" Matt moaned. "I hate my brother."
"Oh don't be stupid, it didn't mean anything, we were drunk."
"It's not just that, he is just always trying to get one over me, for gods sake, can't he just fucking forgive and forget." Said Matt looking at Lita.
"Hey, don't look at me, I don't know, he is your brother, you know if better than anyone."
"Yeah, your right." Matt looked up at the bedroom window, where Jeff was suppose to be. "I hope he is alright, he was pretty plastered."
"Just leave him, you won't help matters."
Matt sat back down in seat, shovelling the gravel with his feet, he didn't want to go back inside. The worst part about a party was tidying up afterwards.
"Hey look it's Trish." Lita exclaimed, pointing towards the road.
Matt looked up to see a small blonde figure walking up, she was smoking a cigarette as she neared the house.
"Where have you been?"
"Just for a walk, what happened to the party?"
"The cops busted us." Matt said quietly.
"Damn, why do their have to be so many old people in the neighbourhood."
"Jeff and Matt had a big fight too, you should have seen it, it was brutal."
"It's not funny!" Matt said angrily.
"I can see it." Said Trish looking at Matt's cuts. "Where's Jeff?"
"He's in his room, we think, I don't want to go up there."
"Well I will." Said Trish. "We don't want him doing anything stupid."
Trish threw her cigarette towards the house, Matt and Lita watched as it landed on the wooden porch.
"Hey, you could have caused a fire!"
"Oh come on, it's just a little cigarette." Laughed Trish.
Suddenly the house exploded in a ball of fire, Matt, Edge, Christian, Lita and Trish screamed in terror as they were thrown back by the full force of the explosion.
Matt fell to the concrete road, people from the neighbourhood came out of their house and stared in shock at the sight.
"Oh my God." Matt said, he suddenly remembered how Lita had mentioned something about gas, oh my god, he blew up the house. Matt looked up to see the remains of the house. Thank God, everyone got out in time he thought as he looked to see Edge, Christian, Trish and Lita on the road, staring up.
Holy Shit!
"Jeff!" He shouted, standing up.
"Edge, did you see him come out?"
"Edge rubbed his hands on his face. "Shit, I don't remember, he's was still inside, He never came down." Edge said slowly.
"Jeff!" screamed Lita. "He's dead, He's dead, and it's all my fault."
Matt's face went white as he looked at where Jeff's room would have been, he couldn't think as the sound of a fire engine came towards the house, fireman rushed out, water spurted over the house.
Jeff was dead. It couldn't be true, No, how could he be, but he didn't come out, he couldn't have escaped. Jeff was dead. Jeff was dead.
Yet, it didn't matter how many times he said it, he couldn't take in the words. As the ambulance paramedics came over to check on him, he couldn't take his eyes off the house. He was lead away with his friends, he didn't hear a word anyone said to him. The same words repeated in his mind.
Jeff was dead.
Jeff was dead.
Jeff was dead.
All because of him.
The End.
Will Rob forgive Torrie?
Who attacked Stephanie?
Did Jeff survive the explosion?
Find out in Term Four of WWE High!