WWE High
Term Four
Chapter FivePart Two.
Stephanie quickly looked at of her window which looked over the drive, the black sky was lit up by a thousand stars, a cool breeze brushed the curtains aside yet it was still warm outside, which would mean she wouldn't have to wear a jacket over her dress, her prom dress was too perfect to be messed up with a jacket, however expensive.
She smiled and twirled around in front of her full view mirror, her long green dress swung loosely over her feet, flared out but only a little from her waist.
She had decided to wear her hair up, which was now piled on top of head, put together with small delicate lilies, she just left one stand of hair that rested against her cheek, and even though she didn't want to be too cocky, when she looked at herself in the mirror, she knew she was looking at the next Prom Queen, it was destiny.
"Honey, I see a limo pulling up." Called her mother up the stairs. She rushed over to the window and sure enough a limo was going up the driveway. Hunter had arrived.
"Ok, Ill be down in a sec."
"Be quick though, I don't think Hunter will appreciate being interrogated by your father again."
Stephanie looked at herself once more, spraying another blast of her favourite perfume. This was it, she said. She was going to the senior prom…
"Vince." Hunter nodded as he entered the McMahon Maision.
"Hunter, nice to see you again." Vince said sternly. "Stephanie should come down any minute."
"Good." Hunter replied nervously as Vince continued to stare at him.
"The prom is at the Lingfield Hotel, isn't it?"
"yes."
"Umm, it's quite nice there, I believe."
"I wouldn't know, I've never been before."
"Oh." Vince and Hunter stood in the lobby uncomfortably. "Look I know what your age think of the prom, I mean I was your age too you know and being in a hotel and all, it's quite easy to you know, take that step, now I'm a reasonable father, I know I can't stop my little girl from growing up and you seem a decent guy and that's why I'm warning you beforehand, because I like you so Ill just put it to you straight, if you hurt my daughter in any way, if you force her to anything she doesn't want to do then I promise you, I will come down on you like a ton of bricks and you will wish you will never have been born, you got the picture?" threatened Vince, staring hard at Hunter.
"I…hear you loud and clear." Stammered Hunter.
"Good."
"Boys, look who's coming!" said Linda, standing at the bottom of the stairs.
Hunter looked up to see Stephanie walk down the stairs, holding up her extravagant dress, a broad smile on her face as she looked at Hunter, whose' smile was just as big.
"I hope I didn't keep you waiting."
"Well you were worth the wait."
"Stephanie you look wonderful, now have fun and when I see you again, you know what I want to see?"
"The crown, I know mother."
"Oh, I'm so proud." Said Linda, tears in her eyes as she hugged her daughter. "You take car Okay."
"I will."
Hunter took Stephanie by the hand and led her outside, she look back to see Vince staring at him. "Remember what I said." He mouthed to Hunter as they walked out the lobby.
"Steph, you don't know how much I've dreamed about this day, I want it to be perfect." Hunter smiled, looking down at Steph.
Suddenly someone from inside the limo honked the horn just as Hunter and Steph were about to kiss.
"Come on you love birds, we got a prom to get too!" shouted Edge as he leened out the window.
"Oh you don't mind if we share the limo with Edge and Stacey?"
"No not at all." Replied Steph.
Hunter opened up the door and Steph climbed in.
"Wow, Steph, you look…wow, I told you that dress was a one in a million." Gasped Stacey.
"What are you saying, you look great too, and I love your hair."
"Enough girl-talk people, let's get this show on the road." Joked Hunter. "Come on driver!"
The limo started moving as everyone cheered on their way to their perfect prom…
"Yes I said what you told me too….did you call them?…so are they coming….really tonight…ok so Ill guess ill meet you there….we'll chat then….we have to make sure this goes exactly to plan…"
"Who are you talking to?"
Jeff looked up to see Matt, dressed in a white suit coming down the stairs. "Ok, Ill see you then, bye." Jeff said in a rushed voice, putting down the phone.
"So who was it?"
"Oh just Chris, just checking that he's definitely coming tonight."
"You guys are definitely up to something, so what 'big plan' are you doing this year?" joked Matt, straightening his tie.
"You know, this year we'll not gonna do much, just little stuff."
"Whatever Jeff, I know you better than anyone, you and Chris are not going to let the senior prom go exactly fine, especially after what happened with Chris, he's not going let everyone get away with that."
"Ok." Jeff admitted. "We might have something planned with Hunter, but this time it's not really just out of spite people deserve to know what he did and if it's at the prom, so be it."
"Well come on then, tell what it is."
"Sorry, but this can't be leaked out, just wait till the prom then your see."
Matt however curious he was about Jeff's secret decided to leave it at that, he had to go pick up Lita up anyway and he didn't want to be wait.
"So you wana ride with me and Lita?"
"Nah, I'm catching a lift with Chris, we gotta sort a few things out."
"Well, I guess ill see you there then."
"Ok."
"So is this thing like really big, what are you gonna do to Hunter?"
"Oh it's big alright, Chris has got a big score to settle with him."
"Just tell me, maybe I can help." Pleaded Matt.
"Nope sorry, this is top secret." Jeff laughed, Matt was about to protest but Jeff walked towards the exit. "See ya at the prom." He shouted as he slammed the door, leaving Matt wondering what kind of prom this was going to be…
"Ahhh! Stacey and Stephanie screamed happily as they broke away from Hunter and Edge and ran over to see an equally ecstatic Torrie, who wore a long blue dress.
"Wow you look gorgeous, Steph you are a sure for Prom Queen." Smiled Torrie.
"Well you can't be certain….ok your probably right." Laughed Stephanie, she put her arm through Hunter's and grinned proudly.
"They done really well with this place, didn't they?" said Rocky looking around, at the extravagent decorations.
"Of course they did well, it's the prom!"
They looked around at the smart tables around the edge of the hall, the shiny dance floor in the middle, the band dressed in white suits and bow-ties had already started a song as various couples mingled around the dance floor.
"So is everyone here yet?" asked Stacey looking around.
"Well there are Christian and Trish." Muttered Hunter. "I can't believe he had the audacity to go with her."
They looked over to see Christian sitting with Trish, she was wearing a tight white dress where her breasts were virtually falling out, the dress reached her knees but there was a huge slit up one side, let's just say sluttish was being too kind, well Christian wasn't wearing anything much better…
"Jesus Christ, what is he wearing!" laughed Rocky.
"Man, I mean he may be my brother but damn, that suit is awful."
"Oh don't be mean, it's not that bad." Replied Torrie, but even she was holding back the laughter.
"Torrie it's a BLUE tuxedo, with a yellow shirt, you can't get more awful than that!"
"Well, I don't care because there's no way I am going to talk to him anyway, he has some nerve after what she did to you." Hunter said strongly looking at Steph.
"Hunter, don't start getting all aggressive, this night is about us, not about them, let's just enjoy it."
"Yeah Steph's right, let's just ignore them, ok?" said Edge looking at the group.
"Fine." Hunter and Rocky said quietly.
"Good, now come on Stacey, let's test your dancing skills in those heels!" said Edge as the group headed to the dance floor.
"Are you alright?" asked Trish to Christian, he sat glumly in his chair.
"I can tell there laughing at me, I can sense it, look at their smug faces, I can go to the prom with whoever I like, I don't need their permission."
"Then stop acting like you don't want to be here, want do you want to do?"
"I wanna smack Rocky right in his big head." Said Christian gruffly, though he chucked as he imagined the sight in his head.
"You know you may not be able to punch Rocky but I could do something else." Smirked Trish.
"Oh tell me, tell me." Said Christian, perking up.
"Actually I think I will keep it as a surprise."
"Oh come on, what are you going to do to him?"
"That's for me to do and you to stay here wondering about." Trish said rising from her seat.
"Where are you going?"
"Just to the bathroom, don't panic, just stay here and watch Rocky."
Christian looked over at the happy face of Rocky as he was dancing with Torrie, some part of him wished he was dancing with Torrie but other part was actually thinking that he may enjoy being at the prom with Trish…
Trish walked over to the bathroom, the female's was just next to the males and as she passed the male doorway, she heard voices from inside, at first she just assumed it was the usual guy-talk but then she suddenly recognized the deep tones. It was Jeff and Chris.
She stopped, intrigued as to what they were saying, she crept quietly up to the door, swinging it silently open she peered in and the conversation became more apparent, it was definitely them but what were they talking about…
"So is the undercover guy definitely coming?" asked Jeff.
"Yep, if you said what I told you to say."
"I did, he seemed to buy it as well, it may not be enough to convict him but it's enough to arrest him and take him back to the station for questioning, attempted murder is a big charge, if won't be out for a while."
"Fine by me, as long as it ruins his and Steph's prom, I'm happy."
"You know, it's virtually certain that they will end up being Prom King and Queen."
"Well let's hope he comes before then and even better, during the ceremony! This is so sweet, I've been waiting to do this for so long , just waiting for the perfect moment and what better moment than the prom." Boasted Chris.
"Shame you couldn't have got Steph, but I suppose it's better this way. Hunter locked up in a cell and Steph crying her eyes out in an empty hotel-room."
"It doesn't have to be empty Chris, if you play your cards right."
"Yeah, well if it weren't for Trish everything would have gone to plan."
"Have you seen her tonight!" Jeff exclaimed. "She is smoking."
"Anyone would look good next to that goofball Christian."
Jeff was about to answer but then suddenly he heard the clicking of heels by the doorway.
"Who was that?"
"I don't know, I didn't hear anything." Chris said turning around.
"We better go into the hall anyway, wait for them to come."
As She heard footsteps coming this way, Trish quickly leapt into the ladies, racing into a cubicle and slamming the door. She couldn't believe what she had just heard, Chris was getting Hunter arrested for attempted Murder! There was no way that could happen, could it?
Trish opened up the cubicle and looked at herself in the mirror. Although what she had just heard was shocking, to be honest she didn't really care, she hated Hunter and Steph just as much as Chris and Jeff and there were rumours going around that he did mess with Chris' bike at the Fall Ball, so maybe it was for the best, there was nothing she could do about it so she might as well just forget it she heard it.
"I do look smoking." She smiled, as she straightened her dress. She walked out of the toilets, there was no sign of Chris or Jeff, they must have gone outside.
Rocky had stopped dancing and was sipped his drink by a table, she watched as Hunter called him over and he put his drink down. Her heels clicked on the newly polished floor as she walked over at the table, Rocky's drink half full. She reached into her bag and pulled out a bottle of smooth liquid, she was originally going to save this for Chris but hell, it would work for Rocky too.
"This is for Christian." She said quietly as she poured the thick liquid into Rocky's drink and stirred it around so he would never know the difference…
Rocky and Torrie danced away amongst several other couples. Torrie smiled at Rocky as he swung her around, he really was a great dancer.
"You having fun?" He asked.
"Yeah, you're a great dancer."
"Well, I wasn't proud of it until now, but I'm great on my feet thanks to four years of ballroom lessons."
"Wow, I always wanted to do that!"
"Watch and learn baby." Smirked Rocky as he led her round again. They danced into the middle of the room but then Rocky suddenly a sharp horrible pain in his stomach.
"Owww, bloody hell." He yelped, keeling over as he heard his stomach in pain.
"Rocky, are you alright?"
"I don't know, I feel really funny."
"Do you wanna go sit down?"
"No it's Ok." Said Rocky staggering up, he didn't want to see weak in front of Torrie. "I'm fine, let's carry on dancing."
Rocky went to lead, but then the pain came again, a surging in the pit of his intestines and he felt as if he was about to explode.
"I gotta go." He shouted, racing away from a bemused Torrie and pounding open the men's door to where he disappeared into a cubicle…
"Trish, did you just see that!" laughed Christian as he danced with Trish across the room from where Torrie and Rocky had been. "Rocky just went all green and ran to the bathroom."
"Yep, that's sounds about right." Said Trish, looking at her watch.
"What did you put in his drink?" Christian said excitedly.
"Ok, come over here and Ill show you."
Trish grabbed Christian's hand and pulled him back to their table where her handbag lay, he sat down watching as she pulled out a bottle of thick runny liquid.
"What's that?"
"I put some of it in Rocky's drink ten minutes ago, it should be just taking effect."
Christian looked at the label on the bottle and a shocked expression came over his face. "Oh my God, you didn't!"
"I sure did, Extra Strong Laxatives!"
"Wow, I can't believe you, is he going to be alright?"
"He'll be fine….eventually." laughed Trish.
"How long will it last?"
"Let's just say, the only thing Rocky will be seeing of the prom is the posters of the back of the toilet doors!"
Christian and Trish immediately went into hysterics, picturing Rocky.
"But Christian, it's get better." Said Trish, reaching into her bag. "Leave him for a little while and then….you can capture the moment."
Christian's smile grew even wider as Trish handed him a small instant camera. "I think you can make one last entry into the yearbook, can't you?" She smirked as Christian's grin grew even wider….
Chris walked confidently over to the refreshment table, where Kurt was cheerfully serving the punch and cutting the cake into equal pieces and placing them on posh little plates.
"Enjoying yourself, are you, cakeboy." Chris smirked, taking a glass of punch.
"I am actually, thank you very much, how's your neck?"
Chris scowled at Kurt's comment, gulping down the punch.
"Well maybe I could tie that flower chain around your neck and squeeze it, then you can find out." Glared Chris.
"So not got a date tonight then?"
"Like you should know, your idea of a date is a raisin-type fruit!"
"Oooo. Come on Chris you can do better than that." Said Kurt leaning forward.
"Oh believe me, your gonna see what I can do, so maybe when you taking a break from serving punch, you can go rescue your precious Stephanie once more."
"What are you talking about Chris?" Kurt said angrily.
"Oh come on, you can guess, I mean we all know Stephanie's a slut, and to tell you a secret…" Chris whispered. "I've had first hand experience if you know what I mean."
Kurt's rage built up inside of him and in a moment of uncontrollable anger, holding the punch ladle in his hand, he swung it at Chris, spilling red punch all over his shirt.
As Chris shouted back at him in anger, everyone looked over to watch the scene.
"Oh no." said Stephanie, seeing Kurt and Chris face off more. "Maybe I should go over." She said to Hunter but he pulled her back.
"Steph, just leave it, you don't want to get involved."
"Hunter, do something, I don't want another fight."
Hunter for the sake of Stephanie stepped forward, standing between Chris and Kurt.
"Come on Kurt, don't be stupid, we don't want this getting out of hand."
"Fine by me." Spat Kurt, glaring at Chris.
"Yeah, come on Chris, that losers not worth it." Muttered Jeff, standing behind Chris. Chris looked at Jeff and then back Kurt. "Your right, I got more important things to do then beat cakeboy here."
After a few more moments of cold stares, Chris began to walk away with Jeff and Kurt went back behind the punch table, trying to act as if nothing had happened.
"Thanks Hunter for stepping in like that." Said Stephanie.
"Well I do want this prom to be perfect too."
"So do you wanna go dance again?"
Hunter nodded and held Steph's hand as he led her onto the dance floor, he put his arms around her and swayed as a slow song began.
"I've actually got something really important to tell you." He said nervously.
"What is it?" asked Steph looking up at him.
"I've been waiting to tell this for a while but I wanted to say it at the perfect moment, at the perfect time, cause I thought it would be easier to say then, but we are here and I'm still really nervous."
"Come on Hunter, you know you can tell me anything."
Hunter thought for a moment, wondering whether to say it.
"Ill tell you at the end of this song."
"Ok." Smiled Stephanie. "I can wait that long." Resting her head on Hunter's shoulder as they moved slowly to the music…
Torrie stood outside the men's room door, she put her ear to the door and heard distinct heavy moaning inside, whoever was in there and Torrie suspected Rocky, he was in a terrible amount of anguish.
"Rocky, what's wrong?" She called but there was no answer.
She looked back to the hall, where most people were dancing, if Rocky was going to continue like this, it would ruin her prom!
"Torrie, you Okay?"
Torrie turned round and was surprised to see her ex-boyfriend Rob standing beside her. "What you listening into the men's room for?"
"None of your business." Muttered Torrie, she stood up straight, regaining her composure.
"I heard you came with Rocky."
"I did." Said Torrie sternly. "He's around here somewhere." Said Torrie, pretending she was looking around for in the hall.
"Torrie, don't play games, I saw him go into the bathroom ten minutes ago and by the look on your face, I guess he hasn't come out."
"So what? You trying to trick me now, he'll be out in a minute, he just had a stomach ache."
"Yeah sure." Answered Rob, not believing her words.
"Look Rob, what do you want?" she said putting her hands on her hips.
"I actually came to apologize for first of all dumping you because I thought you cheated on me with Rocky and secondly for ignoring you when you tried to make up, my worst nightmare was to lose you to Rocky but I guess I kinder drove you too it."
"You didn't drive me to anything, I like Rocky, I like spending time with him, we are having a fun time, well we were." Said Torrie looking at the bathroom door, from which no one had appeared from yet.
"Well in the end I just don't want there to be any hard feelings between us, as the saying goes, you don't know what you got until you let it go and I guess I wasted my chance."
"You sure did." Boasted Torrie, but she was only joking. "No seriously, I really appreciate it, thanks Rob."
The two stopped talking and stood by the door uncomfortably.
"So do you wanna dance?" asked Rob. "It doesn't look like Rocky is coming out any time soon."
Torrie looked over at the dancing couples and then back to the door, thinking about her decision.
"Oh alright then, I did come here to dance after all, I'm not spending my prom standing by a bathroom door, that's for sure." Laughed Torrie as Rob grabbed her hand and led her to the dance floor.
Stephanie looked up at Hunter expectedly as the song came to a close.
"So you going to tell me what you were going to say?"
Hunter grabbed her hand and squeezed it tight, looking into her eyes. "I guess so." He murmured, shivering a little. "Here it goes….Stephanie when I first saw you I thought you were the most beautiful girl in the world, I adored you and I hope one day you might like me back, so when I first asked you out at the beginning of the year and you said yes, it was like a dream come true….I know we've had our ups and downs but I swear my feelings for you have never changed, in fact they've probably grown stronger and now with you dancing here with me at the prom, I truly realise how precious you are and I just want to say….Stephanie McMahon….I love you." Hunter said warmly.
"Hunter, that was the best speech I've ever heard in my life, I mean I'm use to flattery, but that was…wow!" Stephanie laughed.
"So? Do you love me too?" asked Hunter hopefully.
"Erm, let me think." Joked Stephanie, putting her finger on her chin. "Of course I do, dumbo." She laughed, Hunter smiled and the two kissed in the moonlit hall….but it was broken short, as the double doors barged open and three men walked through, one was wearing a long brown coat, the other two were more alarming, they were police officers, with guns hooked on their trousers along with the clanging handcuffs.
Everyone moved apart to make way for them as they walked through the hall, a mixture of annoyance and bewilderment on their face.
Hunter and Stephanie broke apart as the guy in the brown coat approached them.
"Are you Hunter Hearst Helmsley?"
"I am, yes." He replied confused.
"I'm Inspector Carter." He said with no expression, quickly holding up a badge. "I'm arresting you on suspicion of the attempted murder of a Mr Chris Jericho on the night of the 25th October." Everyone gasped as the two other officers came and grabbed Hunter, tying his hands together with the cuffs. "You do not have to say anything, but anything you do say we can use as evidence in the court of law, you are entitled to the presence of a lawyer and if you do not have one we will provide for you, do you understand?"
"Yes." Stammered Hunter, a look of shock on his face.
The officers held his arm as he was led away, no one could believe can't what was happened, especially Stephanie who just stood in the centre of the hall, watching her boyfriend being taken away.
In the corner of her eye, she could see Chris smirking at the sight with Jeff, his evil grin burned Stephanie's heart and she fled from the scene, no-one cared to follow her as she stormed into the girls' bathroom, tears streaming down her face, a moment ago her life had been perfect but now everything was transformed into turmoil thanks to Chris Jericho…
The hall was silent, the music had stopped and had done since the inspector had taken Hunter away and Stephanie had run off crying.
Everyone looked at each other, unsure whether the prom was going to continue, after a few more moments the band began with a lively upbeat song and a few couples slowly began dancing showing everyone that the prom was going to continue.
"Maybe I should go check on Steph." Said Torrie.
"You better not, she probably wants to be on her own right now, after that shock." Answered Rob.
"Man, I can't believe this, do you really think he did it!" said Edge coming over to talk to them.
"Of course not, Hunter would never try and murder someone." Answered Rob. "We all know the type of guy Chris his, he just probably wanted to ruin the prom."
"Well the police must be basing it on something, you can't just make an attempted murder up."
"Yeah, Stacey's right, remember when Chris had that accident, I mean him and Hunter had never liked each other, maybe he did something to the bike." Edge said suspiciously.
"What is up with you two!" exclaimed Torrie, looking at Edge and Stacey. "Hunter has just been arrested! This isn't a game, he could go to prison for something he didn't do, how do you think Stephanie is feeling at the moment."
Edge and Stacey just looked at the floor, feeling guilty.
"Hunter has been our friends for over three years, I think it's up to us to give him the support he needs, you know I'm right."
"Fine." Muttered Edge. "I guess your right, we have to stick by him."
"Good, do you think I should go see Steph?"
"Give a few more minutes, then go in." advised Rob. "As for now, let's just enjoy the prom as much as we can, Ok?"
"Ok." Said everyone as in unison as they put Hunter out of their minds…
Stephanie sat weeping on the bench, her make-up was all smudged, as all tears ran down her face onto her dress, not that she cared anymore. Her prom was ruined, she couldn't believe that Hunter, her boyfriend could be a murderer, he would never do a thing like that and it seemed even more unlikely when it apparently Chris who he tried to murder, no it couldn't be true. Chris was just making it up to get revenge on him and her, but then it came to her, she may know the truth but the police didn't, she had no prove to convince them otherwise, there was no way out and no-one to help her…
The door creaked slightly as it opened up, Stephanie looked up with tired eyes expecting to see one of her friends but she was met with the person she least suspected would come to comfort her.
"What do you want Trish?" She asked, looking down at the floor, wiping her eyes.
"I know you probably don't want to listen to anything I have to say.."
Stephanie looked up at Trish.
"You were in on this, weren't you? You helped him."
"Helped who?"
"Chris."
"No Steph, I swear, me and Chris broke up, he dumped me." Trish said angrily.
"Three cheers for him." She replied coldly.
"Look, I know we've never been friends, we haven't even been on good terms but we have one thing in common, we both hate Chris."
"At least Chris didn't mug me in the middle of the park, get a lot of money for my handbag, did you?"
"Can't we please just bury the hatchet." Apologized Trish.
"Why do you want to bury the hatchet, you never apologized until now, until I'm here in the toilets of my prom since my boyfriend's been arrested, why now?"
"Because I can help you."
"What are you talking about?"
"I heard Chris and Jeff talking, they were planning to get Hunter arrested…"
"See I knew you were involved!"
"I didn't do anything about it, I didn't take it seriously but it proves that Hunter was framed, Chris and Jeff have been planning this for ages, it all makes sense now, Chris got Jeff to pretend he saw Hunter messing with the brakes on Chris bike before his accident at the Fall Ball, that was enough for Hunter to get arrested, don't you understand, Hunter was framed."
"So even if what your saying is true, there's nothing we can do."
"There's nothing you can do, but there's something I can do."
"What?"
"I know something about Jeff, that could question his reliability."
"Trish, I don't get you."
"Look, I haven't got time to tell you now but I can get Hunter off suspicion."
Stephanie stood up from the bench, standing in front of Trish.
"How do I know your telling the truth? You might just go and incriminate Hunter further."
"As I said, I want revenge on Chris, I don't to see his smug face when he knows that he's got away with this."
"I don't trust you."
"Well we'll see." Trish said quietly, she turned around and opened the door. "You want Hunter out of prison don't you?"
"Yes of course."
"Then I'm your only hope." Trish said dramatically before slamming the door shut behind leaving, leaving Stephanie alone once more…
"You know after the Fall Ball, Jeff and Matt came and threatened me and Christian, saying we would pay for what we did, maybe they thought it was us who caused Chris' accident and all the time it was Hunter!" said Edge thoughtfully.
"Yeah, I mean after Chris started those rumours about Steph, Hunter was well mad." Agreed Stacey.
"Stop it you two, ever heard of innocent until proven guilty." Added Rob.
"This is just terrible, imagine where he is now, being questioned in one of those dark rooms with those big mean guarding the doors…"
"Torrie, he's going to be asked a few questions, not be held hostage!" laughed Edge.
"Must be pretty scary though, what if there's a court case? Do you think we will have to give evidence?" asked Stacey.
"There won't be a court case, Hunter will be out of here by the end of tonight." Said Rob confidently.
"How can you be so sure, we don't know what he did."
"Hunter is one of my best friends and I know what he is capable and there's no way he is capable of murder."
"I guess all we can do is wait…."
The stereo's suddenly crackled and the class watched as the principal stepped onto the stage, he grabbed the microphone, tweaking it a little, he then began his announcement to the silent students…
"You may be pleased to know that the votes for Prom King and Queen have been counted up and the King and Queen will be crowned in a little while."
Everyone cheered in excitement, except for Edge, Rob, Stacey and Torrie who looked at each with worried glances, they all knew that Hunter and Stephanie were favourites for King and Queen, but Hunter was at the station and Stephanie was crying in the toilets…..what were they going to do?
Hunter was uncuffed and shoved into an interview room, he was motioned to sit down on a hard black chair as the inspector sat across from him. He had a cigarette in his mouth and from his pocket he pulled out a packet and held it out surprisingly to Hunter.
"You want one?"
"No, I don't smoke."
"That's good to know, two many young people seems days seem to smoke, their just asking for a early grave." The inspector muttered to himself much to Hunter's annoyance. "Anyway, let's get to business." He said, glancing over some statements on the paper.
Hunter shifted in his seat nervously, ever since Chris' accident he had been scared of this moment, when he first heard that he had crashed, it didn't click that it was his fault and then they said faulty brakes and it hit him, it was his fault and although he hated Chris he still didn't want this to happen, he didn't want him to die and he didn't want to go to prison, after no-one had come to see him, in guessed the case was closed and no-one would find out but apparently they did, someone had seen him…
"It was last October that I was called to the scene of a motorbike accident involving a certain Chris Jericho, usual thing, riding recklessly I thought, but then after examining the bike, my team found that the brakes had been cut, now that doesn't happen by accident, not the way these were cut, they had been done by human hands, Chris said himself when we visited him in hospital that he had pressed on the brakes but they hadn't worked so it was obvious in our mind that someone must have tampered with the bike." He said, reading from the sheet of paper, he stared at Hunter, watching his expression. "But there no fingerprints and no leads so in the end, the case was closed, however a little while ago, the case was opened again and this is where you come in, a certain person called me and said that he had seen you by the bike and in his own words 'Fiddling with the back of the bike'." He read from some scribbled handwriting at the bottom of the page. "Now, I'm no bike expert, but the easiest place to cut the brakes is at the bottom of the back of the bike, now this eye-witness says he definitely saw a Hunter Hearst helmlsey with the bike before Chris Jericho got on it now with this evidence we have reason to believe that you were the one who cut the brakes, he also mentioned that you and Chris are 'sworn enemies', it seems Mr Helmlsey that the evidence is piling up against you."
"He's lying." Hunter said gruffly.
"Don't you want to know who the eye-witness is?" inquired the inspector.
"Fine."
"Do you know a Jeff Hardy?"
Hunter just laughed to himself. "Typical, just absolutely great."
"Why are laughing?"
"Because it just so blinking obviously Chris and Jeff are best mates, Chris hates me and he got his mate to file a false report about me, can't you see it, he's framing me!"
"Why would he do that?"
"Where do I begin." Sighed Hunter, slumping into his seat.
"Trish, where are you going?" asked Christian as Trish put on her jacket and grabbed her bag.
"I just got to go somewhere."
"Where?"
"Can't tell you."
"Why not?"
"Look Christian, I've just got things to do Ok?"
"What! So you're just going to leave me here, all on my own."
"I'm sure your find something entertaining to do."
"Your not going to come are you, this is just a big excuse to try and dump me, you can just say it, I can take it, it's Ok." Christian said indignantly.
"I am coming back, don't panic, I just have some important business to settle up, Ill see you later, Okay?"
"Fine, whatever, I don't care." Said Christian in a grumpy tone.
"See ya." She said softly giving him a quick kiss on the cheek before walking towards the huge double doors into the outside world…
Christian gulped down his drink, Trish had been gone a while and he was getting seriously bored, for a while he considered going over to Edge and Rob, but he knew he would just get snubbed at.
He looked over towards the toilets, and sat up when the door to the men's slowly opened up, Rocky still grimacing in pain staggered out, his whole body tight and clenched, leaning against the wall for a while, he looked around searching for Torrie but then he got that agonizing feeling again, and grabbing his stomach, he raced back into the restroom, a sense of urgency on his face.
Christian chuckled to himself, realising the camera Trish gave him earlier, lay on the seat beside him. He picked it up and walked over to the restrooms, a broad smile across his face.
"Rocky?, come out, come out, wherever you are!" laughed Christian as he opened up the door.
"Fucking hell" shouted Rocky from the end cubicle.
Christian just laughed at his endless pain and tip toed quietly into the next cubicle.
"Who's there?" asked Rocky feebly.
"It's me…Christian."
"Christian, god, you gotta help me, oh fuck."
Christian climbed onto the toilet and looked over much to Rocky's horror.
"Man! You look as if you're about to explode-literally!" Christian laughed.
"It's not fucking funny, I'm gonna die man, I'm gonna die!"
"Rocky, believe me your not gonna die but we might as well treasure the moment."
"What!"
Christian revealed the camera and put it to his face. "Say Cheese!"
"You motherfucker!" Rocky shouted, trying desperately to cover up his face.
"Hey Rocky, you take a great photo, everyone will love this one!"
"Don't you dare."
"Or what? You gonna get off that seat and stop me, if I know those type of laxatives, you aint gonna see daylight for a while, oh and by the way, just thought I tell you that Torrie and Rob are getting very cosy out there, if you know what I mean."
Rocky didn't have the energy to protest as Christian jumped off the seat and walked proudly out of the restroom, ecstatic he had got one over Rocky…
"Everyone, attention, please, attention please, everyone shut up!" shouted the principal as he stood on the stage. The music slowly stopped and everyone stopped chattering as they turned to face the stage. "I hope your all excited because this is time to reveal this year's Prom King and Queen."
"Oh no." muttered Torrie. "Where's Stephanie?"
"Torrie, calm down, it might not even be her." Said Rob.
"Oh yeah like that is gonna happen." She sighed. "This is gonna be so humiliating for her, being the Queen with no King."
They all looked up to see the stage, behind the principal was the two throne's, and the Queen's crown lay on one of them alongside the King's crown, everyone was waiting…
"Ok, this is the moment, I can reveal that this year's senior Prom King and Queen are…" The principal said excitedly, unlike everyone else he did not know the social standings of the senior class, he had know idea that Hunter and Stephanie had been destined since the start of the year to be Prom King and Queen. He opened up the envelope and everyone knew immediately what the result was, just by the expression on his face, he looked nervous and slightly startled.
"The Prom King and Queen are…..Hunter and Stephanie."
Everyone clapped, but no one came up onto the stage. "Where's Stephanie?" He muttered, looking around.
"Elect a new King and Queen!" shouted Matt Hardy. "They couldn't be bothered to accept it, so it should go to someone who deserves it."
"Well, everyone voted…"
"Oh whatever…Me and Lita should win." Said Matt climbing up the stage with Lita following behind.
"Hey, wait a minute, Lita can't be queen, she's a tramp!" exclaimed Stacey. "I should be Queen!"
"Err, Stacey, calm down." Said Edge trying to hold her back.
"I'm not calming down, if Steph can't be queen, then It will have to be me!" Stacey raced up onto the stage, grabbing the crown from Lita.
"Hey bitch, get your hands off it now!" said Lita.
"No way, I'm suppose to be Queen, not you!"
"In your dreams bimbo." Replied Lita wrenching the crown away.
Stacey just stared at her angrily and in a moment of rage she slapped Lita right across the face, the boys stared in amazement as all the girls raced up onto the stage, each fighting for their right to the crown.
"Come on Lita, just throw her off the stage!" shouted Matt in support.
"What the hell are they doing!" laughed Rob as he stood watching. "It's just a stupid crown."
"Yeah, who cares who is Prom Queen or King for that matter." Said Edge, he looked at Rob but then his eyes turned to the crown that lay on the King's throne, Rob followed the direction of his glance, reading his mind.
"So immature." Muttered Edge.
"Yeah."
They looked at each other again and then at the same time, they ran towards the crown, it seems the guys wanted the crown just as much as the girls…
Trish ran into the station, she would have kept running if the front desk hadn't stopped her. Out of breath, she rang the bell impatiently.
"Can I help you Miss?" asked a middle-aged receptionist, she looked Trish up and down unapprovingly, probably thinking she was some prostitute who got herself into trouble.
"Was a Mr Helmsley brought to this station, first name Hunter, he was arrested today." Trish said quickly.
"Umm, let me have a look, are you a relative?"
"No just a….just a friend." She replied.
Trish tapped her foot impatiently as the receptionist took a exceeding long time to browse over a computer screen, finally she gave her some results.
"Yes we did have someone brought in of that name, suspected of attempted murder."
"Yes that's right, who brought him in?"
"Inspector Carter."
"Right, I want to speak to him right away, it's very urgent."
"Well he's a busy man…."
"I don't give a damn, I need to speak to him now, right now, ok!" Trish said angrily.
The receptionist was a little taken aback by her attitude and motioned for her to sit down in a nearby waiting room. "If you just wait in there, I get someone to find him for you, you shall I say wants him?"
"He won't know me, just say I'm a friend of Hunter's and I have some information he needs to hear."
"Fine." She muttered back as Trish sat down annoyed and worried, looking at her watch, she realised she was running out of time…
Stephanie look at herself in a mirror, it had been a while since Trish had left and by the sound of the commotion outside, she realised she couldn't stay in here forever, however scared she was, it was time to face the prom again. She walked towards the door and was about to open it, but then someone on the other side opened it and she stepped back, a scared expression on her face.
"You touch me and Ill scream so loud the whole hotel will here!" Stephanie shouted angrily, backing away from the figure approaching her.
"Steph, don't panic, I'm not gonna hurt you, I just want to talk."
"You never just want to talk Chris, especially now, I know it was you."
"What was me?"
"Don't act dumb, you framed Hunter and got him arrested tonight."
"Oh no, that's where your wrong." Smirked Chris. "I didn't frame anybody, Hunter did try and murder me, I knew all along, I told you Hunter was not one to trust, but you just didn't listen, don't blame me, I was doing the right thing, with a temperament like his, you never know who he is going to turn on next." Said Chris, looking directly at Stephanie, which sent a deep chill down her spine.
There was a moment of silence between the two of them as Stephanie just stared at him angrily, knowing he was the one who had ruined her prom, Chris broke the silence first, laughing to himself.
"Remember the last time, we were in the toilets together…"
"Yeah, when you were trying to break me and Hunter up, well congratulations, you layed your trump card and now he's gone, happy?"
"Actually No." Chris said quietly. "Stephanie, I know I've messed you around, I'm just really hopeless at this, it was a bit of fun at first but then I actually began to really like you, I really do like you Steph, I don't know whether its love cause I don't know what that is, but I know that Ive not felt about anyone like I feel about you, not even Trish, do you see what I'm trying to say?"
"I see what you're trying to say and it's all rubbish."
"No it's not, I swear, I really like you and I want you to be my girlfriend, with my SAT results I can go to any college in the country so im sure your family would like me, we could go to Boston University together."
"You've thought a lot about this haven't you." Stephanie said thoughtfully.
"I have, I really think we would be good together, I know we are like totally different but we do get along well, remember Cut day, I mean we both love Mars Attacks!" laughed Chris.
"Yeah, I guess you're not such a bad guy." Stephanie cooed, she walked up to Chris and touched his shoulder, smiling at him and for a moment there seem a bolt of electricity between them as Stephanie moved in close so not they were almost touching, he smiled back, anticipating a kiss.
"So do you think we could give a go?"
"Let me think….no!" shouted Stephanie, as she watched Chris's face drop. "I hate you! You're a convincing jerk, you just spend your life trying to make everyone else miserable and ruin their lifes just so you can feel better about yourself, well you are not going to do that to me, you can go to hell for all I care, once high school is over I don't want to see your face ever again! She screamed. "Now if you don't mind I'm going to enjoy whatever prom I have left! No thanks to you"
Stephanie stormed towards the door, she was about to open it but then she turned around face Chris once more. "You know, if Hunter did try to kill you, I wish he'd have finished the job! Goodbye Chris!" She said dramatically before walking out, slamming the door behind her.
Chris was left in the restroom alone, with only the dripping of the tap for comfort….
The prom was coming to a close, after a fight over the crown's, Stacey had finally wrenched it away from Lita, her dress may have been torn, her hair ruined, but she had got the crown!"
"I'm so proud of you, beating all those other girls." Said Edge, putting his arm round her.
"Yeah well, the best girl won! So did you get the king's crown?" She asked.
"No." Edge said gruffly. "Rob tripped me up and then all I saw was that damn Matt Hardy punching him across the face and grabbing it."
"Oh nevermind." Smiled Stacey. "Your still my King."
"oh really?" smirked Edge. "So how about we go make it an even more memorable night?" winked Edge.
"What did you have in mind?"
"Well, I have a room booked upstairs, complete with wine and candles…we could play a few games."
"Sounds interesting." Laughed Stacey.
"So do you wanna go up?"
"Sure." Said Stacey confidently. They linked arms and were about to walk to the exit, when Stacey suddenly saw Christian sitting up a table all by himself, moody and obviously abandoned by his date Trish.
"Oh Edge, look at Christian, he look's so sad."
"like I care, it's his own fault."
"Oh Edge, come on, he is your brother after all."
"Well what do you want me to do about it?"
"Maybe you could invite him up with us, he could play games too."
"Stacey, I don't think he can play these type of games."
"But we can't just leave him here."
"But this night is suppose to be about the two of us."
"Don't worry, he won't be there the whole night, I'm sure he has his own room, just to cheer him up a bit."
"No way." Said moaned.
"Please." Stacey said, looking at him pleadingly.
"Don't do that face!"
"Please."
"Fine, but he is only staying an hour then we are chucking him out, I don't what he or you say, he's going."
"Ok." Said Stacey, happy she had got her own way.
"Hi guys." Said a female voice, walking up to them.
Edge and Stacey quickly turned around to see Stephanie walking his way, Stacey gasped and quickly put the crown behind her back.
"Steph! Are you alright?"
"I'm fine, just a bit of a shock that's all."
"We all know Hunter didn't do it, it's obviously just a big misunderstanding." Edge smiled weakly.
"I know, Hunter would never do something like that."
"So are you going to see him, it might help help if you explain that he's not a bad person." Said Stacey hopefully.
"No it's too late now, I think I'm just gonna go up to our room."
"Our room?"
"Yeah, Hunter booked us a room, might as well use it." Laughed Stephanie.
"Can't you go home? Get your dad to pick you up."
"No I don't want to worry him, if he knows what happened to Hunter, he'll get so many lawyers and stuff, I just can't deal with it right now."
"Ok, well I guess we'll see you tomorrow." Said Stacey, looking down at the floor.
"Oh my God! Did you win the crown?" said Stephanie excitedly, seeing the glittering diamonds behind Stacey's back.
Damn, thought Stacey, how was she going to explain?
"Err, well…"
"Yes she did." Smiled Edge proudly. "And I won King."
"Edge!"
"Oh Stacey don't be so modest, you deserved it."
"You deserved it more Steph, you should be Prom Queen not me." Said Stacey, handing her the crown.
"No, you won not me, with Hunter not being here, I can't be Prom Queen on my own, you two make a great couple."
"You heard the girl." Said Edge, hurrying her away. "Come on, let's go get Christian, we can't keep him waiting."
"Steph, I'm so sorry about what happened, I know how much you were looking forward…"
"I'm fine, Stacey, chill, ok, Ill be fine." Said Stephanie, pretending to be confident.
Stacey went to say something else but Edge literally dragged well away towards Christian…
"Torrie, I'm sorry but Rocky is really sick." Said Rob. "There's no way he's coming out tonight."
"What kind of sick?"
"Do you don't wanna know." Said Rob, trying to hold back the laughter. "You don't wanna know."
"Well I'm going to see for myself." Torrie said in a determined voice, but Rob grabbed her arm pulling her back. "Torrie, don't, you don't want to see it."
"But what am I going to do!" she panicked. "I can't go to the room alone, he's got the key, Edge and Stacey have already left and Steph wants to be alone, I've got no-one to stay with."
"Well I've got a room booked." Rob said suggestively.
"Rob, I don't think that's a very good idea."
"Oh Come on Torrie! Don't you think it's weird that the night of the prom, Rocky falls mysteriously ill and brings us together, it's a sign."
"A sign of what?"
"A sign that we should be together, there's nothing stopping us."
"I don't know." Torrie said confused. "I came here with Rocky, he was there for me."
"It's not here for you now, his him and I am, I really like you Torrie and I know you are the only girl for me."
"I still don't know." Torrie moaned.
"Look I wasted my chance before and I'm not going to let you slip through my fingers again, this was meant to be Torrie." Rob said, holding her hand, before leaning in and kissing her gently on the lips. "So are you coming with me?"
"I guess I am, I mean you can't mess with fate." Torrie laughed shyly.
"No you can't." smiled Rob, holding her hand tightly as they walked out together…
Chris stood outside the hotel, since he wasn't allowed to smoke inside. Everyone was now disengaging from the hall, though most had booked rooms in the adjacent hotel, so hardly anyone was outside.
Chris had always been a womaniser, never without a date or girl on his arm, except tonight, the date that everyone could have a date, did, apart from him.
His plan had turned totally upside down, how the hell did he start it in the first place, he hadn't got Stephanie, he's lost Trish, well I suppose there was one good thing. Hunter was locked up in a cell, like he deserved, yeah, that was one good thing, smirked Chris. He had got his payback on Hunter.
Almost on queue, a black car came up into the driveway and stepped out onto the gravel was Inspector Carter, Chris' eyes lit up, running over, hoping he had some news on Hunter, I mean unless he came up with some brilliant alibi, he was in there for the long haul.
"Inspector Carter, what's the news? Have you charged him yet? How long do you think he will get? 10, 15 years?" asked Chris excitedly.
"Nothing." He replied coldly.
"What you mean, nothing?"
"I've released him."
"Why?"
"I've got some new information that has persuaded me to drop the charges."
"What kind of information?" asked Chris surprised.
"Well, first of all, you didn't tell me that you had a police record, theft, fraud, in fact you've even been in a youth conviction prison, haven't you?"
"So? There is a eye-witness!"
"Oh yes, the eye-witness who is a drug addict and was apparently under the influence of the night of the Fall Ball, it's hardly probable that he couldn't tell whether a person messed with the bike or not, let alone, being able to tell definitely that it was Mr Hemlsey."
"But, he told me, he saw him!"
"As I said, with his condition, we cannot count him as a trusty witness."
"Who told you this? I don't understand." Chris said, rage and confusion in his eyes.
"I'm sorry, but they have requested their identify remain confidential."
"I don't believe this, so you've just released him! But he tried to kill me!"
"Look, your lucky I don't charge you with providing a false witness and wasting police's time, I'm sure that will add to your record."
"But you can't do this!"
"I think your find I can Mr Jericho, now I suggest you get out of here before I change my mind about those charges."
Chris grudgingly walked away, staring menacingly back at the inspector.
"You don't know what your doing! Ill report you, Ill get you fired!"
"Run along Mr Jericho." He smiled, waving him goodbye, not paying attention to his threats as Chris angrily kicked a garbage can. Everything had gone wrong and now he had nothing, no girl, no credit and no pride.
Stephanie climbed up the steps to her room, she had fetched the key from reception and slowly walked towards her room, as she climbed the steps she forgot for a moment that she was on her own, that Hunter was gone. It still hadn't really settled in that he could go to prison, she didn't really want to think about it, knowing she may never see him again, all she wanted to do was sleep and forgot her troubles.
She came to the right door and was about to put the key in the lock when someone called her name, at first it seemed from afar but when she turned sideways the voice was quiet near.
"Oh hi Kurt." She said, sadness in her voice.
"Are you going into your room?"
"Yeah, I'm really tired."
Kurt wasn't sure what to say, knowing had awkward the situation was.
"If this counts for anything, which I know it doesn't, I don't think Hunter did it, he's a great guy."
"Thanks Kurt." She smiled meekly. She looked again at the door and then back at Kurt. "Would you like to come in? Just a bit of company."
"Oh, well…"
"Oh well if you're busy."
"No, No, I'm not busy." Kurt said. "Ill be happy to come in."
Stephanie opened the door and walked in, the room was beautiful, Hunter had obviously paid a lot of money, the bed was oak, and the furniture beautifully crafted, with broad windows at one end, the long curtains swayed as the night wind blew in, it felt and looked really romantic.
"Nice room." Kurt commentated looking around. "Good use of colour, I like the way the curtains complements the wallpaper…" He was about to continue but then he looked at Stephanie who sat on the bed and he realised she was crying.
"Oh Steph, don't cry, it's not that bad." He said, concerned sitting down beside her.
"I try to be so strong but it's hard."
"You don't have to be strong, it's ok to cry."
"This was suppose to be the perfect day, the perfect night, I had the perfect dress, do you know how long it took me to get ready! I feel humiliated and now my whole prom has been ruined by Jericho and Hunter may go to prison, its just all such a mess, and it's my fault."
"It's not your fault Steph, you couldn't have predicted this."
"If I hadn't got involved with Chris and…."
"Look Chris is just scum, in fact hes worst than that, and he's just making up all these lies to get one over Hunter, but he's not going too, cause Hunter is innocent, just remember that."
Stephanie was silent for a few moments, trying to control her sobbing.
"Bu what if he isn't…what if he's guilty, we don't know for sure?"
"But you know Hunter and you know he wouldn't do anything like that, the police have made a mistake, that's all, he'll be coming round to your house tomorrow and all this will be just a much ado about nothing, Ok." Said Kurt reassuringly.
"If only it were that simple." She cried.
"It is that simple Steph, Hunter will be back."
"I hope so, I know it's sounds stupid, but I really thought he was the one, I love him Kurt, I really do."
Inside Kurt's heart was breaking, though he didn't let it show, since kindergarten he had always had a crush on Stephanie and one day, he hope his dream would come true but now he realised that him and Steph were never going to happen, and that he only had one choice, move on.
"Everyone knows you and Hunter are made for each other and no-one not even Chris, can break you up."
"Oh Kurt, your so sweet." Said Stephanie hugging him tightly. "You gonna make a girl very happy one day."
Kurt smiled meekly back, the girl he wanted was right here, but he couldn't have her. "I know your do well, just you see, your win a Nobel Prize or something or get a gold in the Olympic Games, I bet you."
"Really!"
"Yeah!" said Stephanie letting go. "I bet you right now, you will win a Nobel Prize or get a gold in the Olympic Games." She said, holding out her hand, motioning him to shake. "Deal?"
"Deal." Kurt said shaking her hand. "You know I better go now, my parents will be wondering where I am."
"Oh Ok, I guess ill see you at graduation."
"Yeah, I guess I will." Kurt smiled back, getting up from the bad and going towards the door.
"Thank you Kurt, you really cheered me up."
"Thanks to you Too."
"What for?"
"For just being you." Kurt smiled as he closed the door behind him.
Chris sat in his car, staring at the night sky, it was late and the lights in the hall were no longer on, he thought about going home but at the moment he just couldn't be bothered.
Knock, Knock.
Chris looked over to see Trish standing by the car, banging on the window.
"What do you want?" He said gruffly.
"Just thought I'd go sit with ya."
"Well I'm fine on my own thankyou very much."
Trish ignored his comment and came and sat down on the passenger seat, she lit up a cigarette and offered Chris one, which he grudgingly accepted.
"I guess your prom didn't go well then." Muttered Trish.
"Yeah well when you get someone arrested for attempted murder, you'd think that they be kept in longer than a few hours."
"Well that's no thanks to me." Chuckled Trish, puffing into the air.
Chris caught on immediately and scowled at his ex-girlfriend. "It was you, wasn't it!"
"Well who else know's your track record and that Jeff's a drug addict, it was a rubbish plan from the start."
Trish expected Chris to shout at her in anger, but instead he remained silent and after a few moments he start in laughing in pity for himself.
"I should have known, shouldn't I, it was kinda a last grasp, I didn't know if they would even believe it."
"I think your losing your touch mate." Joked Trish.
"Well what about you, you tried to frame Hunter too and failed."
"I guess we'll both bitter losers then."
"You got that right." Agreed Chris. "I tell you, I'm fed up of high school, I'm fed with everyone, I can't wait to go off away out of this stupid town, make something of my life."
"Well I guess that's down to you."
"Yeah." Chris said quietly. "We've been through a lot together haven't we?" he said turning to Trish.
"Yep."
"So maybe we should see it through."
"What are you talking about?"
"High school, we should see it through together, I mean we started it together, we should finish it together."
"Chris, fuck off, your talking rubbish."
Chris edged forward and kissed Trish on the lips, soft but the passion of it pushed Trish backwards, she pulled away, unsure of what he was doing.
"What are you doing? You broke it off with me, remember?"
"I made a mistake."
"Yeah right, Stephanie didn't want ya, so you settle for me."
"Do you really care?" asked Chris.
"Nah, don't really." Said Trish, honestly as she kissed Chris again, laughing as she pushed him back onto the driver's seat….
Stephanie, still in her prom dress lying on top of bed, the pillow was still soaked with her tears and she was finding it difficult to get to sleep, thoughts and worries whizzing through her head. Suddenly the phone rang by her bedside, breaking the eerie silence of the room, she picked it up wondering who it could be.
"Hello?" She said, trying to hide the fact she was upset.
"Steph, it's me." Said the familiar friendly voice.
"Hunter! Oh my God, are you at the station? Is this your one phonecall?"
"Nope, I've been released."
"What!" said Stephanie happily. "How?"
"I want bore you with the details but I'm free, Ill never have to go back there again."
"Oh where are you? Are you at home? Ill get a cab and Ill come over." Stephanie said jumping up from the bed, she was about to say more but then the door knocked. "Hunter, don't hang up, please, there's someone at the door, just give me a sec." She said, putting the phone down.
She walked over the door quickly, wanting to speak to Hunter again.
"What do you want…?" She said, before she realised who was standing before her.
"Room Service." He joked, still in his suit, smiling at his girl.
"Hunter!"
"Stephanie, I promised you a perfect night and you are going to get one." He said seriously, walking up and kissing her deeply on the lips, Stephanie wrapped herself around him, feeling all warm and cosy as she was in his arms again.
"How did you get here?" She asked.
"Hey, nothing could keep me away." He smiled as the couple embraced once more, in a romantic kiss and Stephanie's heart had been restored knowing she had her dream guy once more…
The next morning….
Rob stirred in his sleep and as his eyes opened, he began to become adjusted to the light streaming in through the windows, for a moment he thought he was at home but then he looked around to see the mini-bar and the paintings on the wall and he realised he was at the hotel, but a bigger smile broadened across his face as he looked at the golden hair beside him. He had slept with Torrie Wilson, could life get any better or what!
"Yuck!" Chris muttered as he pulled himself up. Where the hell was he? He looked around and realised he was still in the front of his car! "Trish get up! Get up! We'll still at the fucking hotel!"
"What!" said Trish drowsily, yawning.
"We'll still in the car."
Trish looked up, it was now morning as a truck arrived in the car park for hotel deliveries. "Do you realise what we just did?" smiled Trish.
"What."
"We just did it in the FRONT of the car." Trish laughed.
"Cool." Answered Chris, trying to hide himself from view of the onlookers. "Now get down!" He remarked as two people walked by…
Stephanie stared up at the top of the ceiling, Hunter was still asleep but she had been awake for a while. Hunter arriving had been like a dream and last night…well it had been like….amazing! Seeing him be taken away like that, made her realise how much he meant to her and there may have been a few bumps in the road, but waking up beside him now, she realised she did have her perfect prom…
Wow, how cool is it! Nodded Edge to himself as he realised he had Stacey's naked body beside him. I just had sex with a cheerleader! Oh my God, it was brilliant, he thought he looked over to the his side and saw all the bottles of empty drink over the floor, man, he must have had a lot to drink last night, in fact he couldn't much from when they left with Christian….oh shit…Edge suddenly gasped, he looked over at Stacey and peered nervously over her shoulder….oh fucking shit….he thought to himself as he realised there was another person on the other side of Stacey!
"Please don't be true, please don't be true." He muttered to himself as he looked over once more.
Christian gradually opened up his eyes, seeing Stacey beside him, he sighed happily, but then as he began to see more clearly he saw two astonished eyes looking at him from above Stacey's shoulder, it look him a few moments to realise who they were but then his whole body froze as realism set in, he slowly pulled himself, hoping it wasn't true, but it was….
"Ahhhhhh!" Edge and Christian both screamed at the shock at seeing each other.
"We didn't!" shouted Edge.
"We did!" said Christian in a panicky voice.
"Oh my God." They said in unison as they both came to realise they had just a threesome….Edge, Stacey and Christian….well there has to one drunken prom shock, doesn't there!
The End.
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