A/N: Okay, someone asked what the new song is that Casey's comin out to.
Well, it's hard rock so be prepared to get your ears rocked off! Lol It's
by Otep and called "Sacrilege". She's one of my favorite artists lately
and I mentioned her before. Another good song by her is "Blood Pig" and
"Possession". Ummm........I guess that's it! Now onto the chapter!
"What are we gonna do about you?" Chris laughed as he saw me walk down the hall of the arena.
"Christopher, shut up. I'm not in the mood!" I said angrily.
"Oooo, feisty!" he laughed. I gave him a death glare that made him stop laughing and walk in the opposite direction.
"Chill Case, it's just a broken wrist," Matt said.
"Yeah, well, you're also not a WWE champion that can't defend their title cause of a fuckin injury, Matthew!" I exclaimed.
"Man, she needs to cheer up," Matt whispered to Jeff and Amy.
"I know. She's been kinda bitchy all day. Good thing she's goin home, otherwise I may have to kick her ass," Amy laughed.
"Hey, you'd be upset too if you couldn't wrestle because of something so stupid as a broken wrist," Jeff pointed out in defense.
"You forget who you're talking to. I was out for a year because of my damn neck. Out of any of us, I think I know the best how it feels to not be able to do something," Amy said.
"Well, I'm goin home with her for the rest of the week. So maybe I can help her feel a little better," Jeff said with a sigh.
"Hey, Case, why don't you work on your room in the house? Ya know, painting it, getting the rug, the furniture, and decorating it to how you want it," Matt suggested.
"Yeah, I guess I could do that," I said quietly. "I have nothing else to do."
"I'll help you until I have to leave on Sunday," Jeff smiled. I gave him a warm smile and nodded.
"That'd be great," I replied.
"Go to the furniture store that we've been goin to. They're really great you can just put your stuff on the bill," Amy offered.
"No, I'll pay for the stuff myself. I don't want you guys using your money on me," I said.
"Why not do half and half? You pay for the paint, the rug, and any little decorations. And we'll pay for the furniture and electrical stuff like tv, radio, etc," Matt suggested.
"That sounds fair," Amy smiled.
"Alright, that could work," I said as we stopped in front of the locker rooms. "My last nite for a few months."
"Just keep that thing safe and you'll be back in no time Kiddo. You're a strong and fast healer," Matt smiled.
I sighed as I disappeared into the Diva's locker room to change and get ready for the nite. Amy wasn't too far behind me. I set my stuff on the bench and sat on the floor in front of it. "God, I hate this," I exclaimed.
"We all hate getting injured like that, but it happens. You just have to make the best of it. There's no way that Vince isn't gonna use you in someway. You'll probably be doing quite a few appearances. Like autograph signings, going to the World, or maybe even being an announcer," Amy said beginning to get ready for the show.
"I know, but it still sucks that I can't wrestle. And I'm gonna be away from you guys," I said sadly.
"You'll be back before you know it!" Amy said with a smile. I rolled my eyes at her and began to get changed.
I put on a dark blue tank top that matched my blue cast and gray cargos with a pair of Nikes. I pulled my hair back with a blue bandana that had ANGEL written on it. I began to work on my make-up with my left hand, good thing I'm ambidextrous. When I was done I went over in my head what I was going to say. It was going to be my last appearance at a live WWE event for a little while, and I had to make my speech good!
"Casey, you're up," Trish yelled to me. I looked over at Amy and smiled as I made my way out the door, with the belt around my waist.
"Well, JR, last nite was an interesting nite when we witnessed a match between two HOT best friends," King announced.
"Yes, it was quite a match by two very talented stars. And there's now a new women's champion. Mystic Angel won the belt in a tough match. One where she got injured, but continued to go on to win the belt anyways. Word is she broke her wrist while trying to pull off a Halo's Twist," JR said.
"My question is why she would turn on her friends like she did. That was just not an angelic thing to do!" King exclaimed.
"She was part of one of the most powerful stables since DX. They held the most belts at one time. Well, just at one time they held the women's title, the intercontinental title, the light heavy weight title, and the tag team titles. Two of the most powerful tag teams were part of Team Extreme. First we had the Hardy Boyz who are arguably the best tag team in WWE history and we had Jeff Hardy and Mystic Angel who were becoming a force to be reckoned with. What the hell would make her quite?!" JR said.
"Resurrection.........is for those
Who didn't get it right - the first time....
Eternal salvation suffers from inflation!!"
"Looks like we're about to find out exactly what happened!" King said.
"Sinner!"
I walked down the ramp, scowling at everyone. I climbed up the steps and got into the ring where I grabbed a mic from one of the techs. My music was cut and I rolled my eyes as I took a deep breath and began my speech. "Okay, now I know I probably deserve this and it's probably a sign that I shouldn't have done what I did, but this is just a bunch of BULL SHIT! I now have a damn broken wrist because that bitch Lita couldn't have just stayed in one spot. She had to move and screw up my Halo's Twist which caused me to land wrong. So this is ALL her fault! I'm not allowed to wrestle for a few months, therefore making me unable to defend my title! I deserve this belt and I'm pissed that I can't defend it! Now, people are wondering why I turned on Team Extreme. Well, that's simple, I needed something new, something challenging. I've been backed up by a whole group of people and I don't believe that I got the respect I fully deserve. Yes, I was part of a team that will probably go down in history as one of the best, but I didn't get any respect. Now that I'm on my own, and yes I'm on my own, I am not partners with and never will be partners with Victoria and Steven Richards. But I'm now getting people who are behind me and telling me just how great I truly am. So, Team Extreme, let's see how far you can go with out me!" I exclaimed as Jeff walked out.
"Angel, I don't understand. What about us? Are we not a team anymore?!" Jeff exclaimed.
"No, Jeff we're not. I'm gonna do singles action only from now on! No help from anyone!" I answered.
"That's not the type of team I meant. I mean you and me! Our partnership. I loved you, what's gonna happen with us?!"
"Jeff, that's simple. We're through! I don't want anything to do with you!" I laughed.
"Lita's right, you are a bitch!" Jeff said as he threw down the mic and walked towards the back. Chants of "Bitch" started and a sudden feeling of sadness surged through my body. I looked around me and just wanted to cry. They hated me, they all hated me. I had gone from someone who was loved to someone who was very much hated. There was more for me to say, but I couldn't handle it and threw the mic towards one of the techs. I slid out of the ring as the chants got louder and louder, and walked up the ramp towards the back. Once I had gotten in the back, I started to cry. Jeff wrapped me up in his arms as I cried on his shoulder. "What's wrong?"
"Jeff, they hate me. They seriously hate me," I cried.
"That's supposed to happen. You're a heel now. You'll get used to it," Jeff said.
"No, I don't think I will. I went from being loved and appreciated to someone everyone hates," I said as I lifted my head. He put his hands on either side of my face and brought his face closer to mine. His kissed my lips quickly and softly. He smiled at me and wrapped his arms around my waist as he led me down the hall.
"It's only Mystic Angel that they hate. They don't hate you personally," Jeff said.
"They might as well," I cried as he brought me into the men's locker room.
"Case, by the time you come back from your injury, you could be loved again. People do like heels. I mean look at Triple H. When he goes out there he gets so many cheers cause people love him for his heel character. The same thing happened with Matt," Jeff said as we sat on a bench.
"Hey, what's wrong Kid?" Rob asked as he pulled his hair into a ponytail.
"She's upset cause she had people chanting bitch at her out there," Jeff explained.
"Don't worry, you've still got fans. You'll always have those die hard fans kid," Rob said patting my knee. "So dry those tears. You're still an Angel to us."
"Really?" I asked tearfully.
"Of course," he smiled. "I'll see you guys later."
"See, not everyone hates you," Jeff smiled.
"No, I know you guys still love me, but the fans don't," I said.
"The fans love you!" Shane yelled as he burst into the room.
"Huh?!" Jeff and I exclaimed.
"I was just outside at my car and a fan stopped me and said that they love that someone who's supposed to be so pure and good has turned bad. They were totally supporting you," Shane smiled. He knelt down in front of me and held my hands. "Baby, they like you because you're good on the mic and you're an excellent wrestler. You have excellent interaction with the crowd. They love that. People were chanting that to you tonite cause they thought it was right. People used to chant that to Steph cause they felt it was right, but deep down they loved her."
"Yeah, see. You're still a fan favorite," Jeff smiled.
"Thanks guys, you really helped me feel better," I smiled as Shane wiped my tear stained cheeks.
"I love you," Shane said kissing me gently. "Now go get ready to go to the airport. You two Jeff."
"Yes father," Jeff and I chorused.
"Just go!" Shane laughed as I stood and walked across the hall to the Diva's locker room. I changed into a pair of lounge pants and Adam's sweatshirt. I washed the make-up off my face and gathered my stuff together. I said goodbye to the girls and met Shane and Jeff out in the parking lot.
"Ready to go?" Shane asked as he put my bags in the already crowded trunk.
"No, I have to go say goodbye to my guys!" I exclaimed running back into the arena.
"What guys? Aren't we her guys?!" Jeff joked.
I ran into the guy's locker room and jumped on Shannon. "Whoa, what's goin on?!" he asked taking me into him.
"I just wanted to say goodbye to my favorite guys," I smiled.
"It's not like we won't see you between now and when you come back full time," Chris said as I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck.
"I know, but who knows how long it'll be before I can get back here," I said.
"Can I get a hug too?" Jay asked curiously.
"Do you honestly think I would leave without hugging you?!" I laughed as he picked me up off the floor.
"We'll miss you kid," he smiled.
"Alright, tell the others bye for me. Jeff and Shane are waiting out in the car," I said as I walked out waving. I began running down the hall when I stopped short in front of Paul's room. "Hmmmm........one last prank before I go?" I walked inside and didn't see or hear anyone. So I grabbed the jeans that were draped over a chair and walked out with them.
"Casey? What are you doing?" Matt asked as he walked up to me with a cup of coffee in his hand.
"Pulling one last prank on Paul before I go," I smiled.
"And they say you're an angel?!" Matt joked.
"Could you do me a favor?" I asked innocently as I threw one leg of the jeans over a pipe.
"What?" he asked.
"Could you possible write a note and tape it to the jeans?" I asked sweetly.
"I suppose so," Matt smiled as he grabbed a napkin and pen off the coffee table. "What do you want on it?"
"Write, 'Dear Paul, This is one last prank before I go. I just had to do it. Just be prepared for more and worse when I get back! Love lots, Casey AKA Angel.' You got all that?" I said.
"Yep, it's good," he smiled as he grabbed some masking tape and taped the sign on the leg.
"Thanks, Matt. I'll see you soon?" I said as I hugged him.
"Definitely. I love you kiddo," he smiled.
"Love you too!" I said as I ran off for the parking lot.
"I'm gonna miss you so much, Angel. Call me right when you land," Shane said as he held me tightly.
"I will. I love you, Sugar," I said sadly.
"I love you too," he said kissing me passionately.
"Okay, okay! We're gonna miss the flight!" Jeff exclaimed.
"Have fun with your room. And Jeff, protect her for me?" Shane said as we walked through the gate. Jeff nodded to him as I waved.
"What do you think of me getting a new pet?" I asked as I surfed the internet on my lap top.
"What kind of pet?" Jeff asked.
"A sugar glider," I replied.
"That's an awesome idea. Go for it," Jeff smiled.
"Would Dad be upset?" I asked.
"Nah, he's so used to taking care of my pets that it shouldn't bother him," he laughed.
"True. I'll have to look into it a little more while I'm home," I said.
"Any plans for the room?"
"Some, but I'm worrying about painting it for the time being. I hope to do that this week. You'll help me paint, right?"
"Definitely. We could have some fun with that. Remember the bench?" Jeff laughed.
"Oh God! That was so much fun. I was so covered in paint it wasn't even funny!" I laughed.
"Oh yeah it was. We looked like we had run through a bag of skittles!"
"Or like a rainbow threw up on us!" I laughed harder.
"We do have a lot of fun together don't we?" Jeff asked.
"Yeah, we do. Lot's of memories together."
"Oh my God, remember ice skating over Christmas vacation?" Jeff laughed.
"That was so funny. Watching you fall flat on your ass was the best!"
"Oh, like you stayed up well!"
"I stayed up more than you did! You have like no balance what so ever!"
"Okay, so I'll never be an Olympic ice skating gold medallist."
"Dude, you'll never make it into the Olympics period!"
"Well, you'll never be able to play football professionally! Miss let's just toss the ball into the ground!"
"Hey, I know I suck at playing football! But you have to admit that I've got one hell of a punt! And I can tackle like nobody's business!"
"Well, I guess you got me there," Jeff laughed.
"I thought so!" I joked. I yawned loudly and closed my lap top.
"Get some sleep. It'll be a while before we get there," Jeff said. I nodded and put my head back on the head rest. I moved uncomfortably and Jeff laughed. I opened an eye and looked at him.
"What's your issue?" I asked.
"You just look so funny wiggling around like a little fish in your seat!" Jeff laughed.
"You try getting comfortable on this head rest."
"Do you want something to sleep on?" he asked.
"Yeah, you got anything?" I asked.
"All I can give you is my shoulder. It's all yours," he smiled.
"Are you sure? I mean I don't wanna make you uncomfortable or anything."
"Go ahead. Sleep on my shoulder. Won't bother me at all." I yawned and rested my head gently on Jeff shoulder. I instantly fell asleep.
"What are we gonna do about you?" Chris laughed as he saw me walk down the hall of the arena.
"Christopher, shut up. I'm not in the mood!" I said angrily.
"Oooo, feisty!" he laughed. I gave him a death glare that made him stop laughing and walk in the opposite direction.
"Chill Case, it's just a broken wrist," Matt said.
"Yeah, well, you're also not a WWE champion that can't defend their title cause of a fuckin injury, Matthew!" I exclaimed.
"Man, she needs to cheer up," Matt whispered to Jeff and Amy.
"I know. She's been kinda bitchy all day. Good thing she's goin home, otherwise I may have to kick her ass," Amy laughed.
"Hey, you'd be upset too if you couldn't wrestle because of something so stupid as a broken wrist," Jeff pointed out in defense.
"You forget who you're talking to. I was out for a year because of my damn neck. Out of any of us, I think I know the best how it feels to not be able to do something," Amy said.
"Well, I'm goin home with her for the rest of the week. So maybe I can help her feel a little better," Jeff said with a sigh.
"Hey, Case, why don't you work on your room in the house? Ya know, painting it, getting the rug, the furniture, and decorating it to how you want it," Matt suggested.
"Yeah, I guess I could do that," I said quietly. "I have nothing else to do."
"I'll help you until I have to leave on Sunday," Jeff smiled. I gave him a warm smile and nodded.
"That'd be great," I replied.
"Go to the furniture store that we've been goin to. They're really great you can just put your stuff on the bill," Amy offered.
"No, I'll pay for the stuff myself. I don't want you guys using your money on me," I said.
"Why not do half and half? You pay for the paint, the rug, and any little decorations. And we'll pay for the furniture and electrical stuff like tv, radio, etc," Matt suggested.
"That sounds fair," Amy smiled.
"Alright, that could work," I said as we stopped in front of the locker rooms. "My last nite for a few months."
"Just keep that thing safe and you'll be back in no time Kiddo. You're a strong and fast healer," Matt smiled.
I sighed as I disappeared into the Diva's locker room to change and get ready for the nite. Amy wasn't too far behind me. I set my stuff on the bench and sat on the floor in front of it. "God, I hate this," I exclaimed.
"We all hate getting injured like that, but it happens. You just have to make the best of it. There's no way that Vince isn't gonna use you in someway. You'll probably be doing quite a few appearances. Like autograph signings, going to the World, or maybe even being an announcer," Amy said beginning to get ready for the show.
"I know, but it still sucks that I can't wrestle. And I'm gonna be away from you guys," I said sadly.
"You'll be back before you know it!" Amy said with a smile. I rolled my eyes at her and began to get changed.
I put on a dark blue tank top that matched my blue cast and gray cargos with a pair of Nikes. I pulled my hair back with a blue bandana that had ANGEL written on it. I began to work on my make-up with my left hand, good thing I'm ambidextrous. When I was done I went over in my head what I was going to say. It was going to be my last appearance at a live WWE event for a little while, and I had to make my speech good!
"Casey, you're up," Trish yelled to me. I looked over at Amy and smiled as I made my way out the door, with the belt around my waist.
"Well, JR, last nite was an interesting nite when we witnessed a match between two HOT best friends," King announced.
"Yes, it was quite a match by two very talented stars. And there's now a new women's champion. Mystic Angel won the belt in a tough match. One where she got injured, but continued to go on to win the belt anyways. Word is she broke her wrist while trying to pull off a Halo's Twist," JR said.
"My question is why she would turn on her friends like she did. That was just not an angelic thing to do!" King exclaimed.
"She was part of one of the most powerful stables since DX. They held the most belts at one time. Well, just at one time they held the women's title, the intercontinental title, the light heavy weight title, and the tag team titles. Two of the most powerful tag teams were part of Team Extreme. First we had the Hardy Boyz who are arguably the best tag team in WWE history and we had Jeff Hardy and Mystic Angel who were becoming a force to be reckoned with. What the hell would make her quite?!" JR said.
"Resurrection.........is for those
Who didn't get it right - the first time....
Eternal salvation suffers from inflation!!"
"Looks like we're about to find out exactly what happened!" King said.
"Sinner!"
I walked down the ramp, scowling at everyone. I climbed up the steps and got into the ring where I grabbed a mic from one of the techs. My music was cut and I rolled my eyes as I took a deep breath and began my speech. "Okay, now I know I probably deserve this and it's probably a sign that I shouldn't have done what I did, but this is just a bunch of BULL SHIT! I now have a damn broken wrist because that bitch Lita couldn't have just stayed in one spot. She had to move and screw up my Halo's Twist which caused me to land wrong. So this is ALL her fault! I'm not allowed to wrestle for a few months, therefore making me unable to defend my title! I deserve this belt and I'm pissed that I can't defend it! Now, people are wondering why I turned on Team Extreme. Well, that's simple, I needed something new, something challenging. I've been backed up by a whole group of people and I don't believe that I got the respect I fully deserve. Yes, I was part of a team that will probably go down in history as one of the best, but I didn't get any respect. Now that I'm on my own, and yes I'm on my own, I am not partners with and never will be partners with Victoria and Steven Richards. But I'm now getting people who are behind me and telling me just how great I truly am. So, Team Extreme, let's see how far you can go with out me!" I exclaimed as Jeff walked out.
"Angel, I don't understand. What about us? Are we not a team anymore?!" Jeff exclaimed.
"No, Jeff we're not. I'm gonna do singles action only from now on! No help from anyone!" I answered.
"That's not the type of team I meant. I mean you and me! Our partnership. I loved you, what's gonna happen with us?!"
"Jeff, that's simple. We're through! I don't want anything to do with you!" I laughed.
"Lita's right, you are a bitch!" Jeff said as he threw down the mic and walked towards the back. Chants of "Bitch" started and a sudden feeling of sadness surged through my body. I looked around me and just wanted to cry. They hated me, they all hated me. I had gone from someone who was loved to someone who was very much hated. There was more for me to say, but I couldn't handle it and threw the mic towards one of the techs. I slid out of the ring as the chants got louder and louder, and walked up the ramp towards the back. Once I had gotten in the back, I started to cry. Jeff wrapped me up in his arms as I cried on his shoulder. "What's wrong?"
"Jeff, they hate me. They seriously hate me," I cried.
"That's supposed to happen. You're a heel now. You'll get used to it," Jeff said.
"No, I don't think I will. I went from being loved and appreciated to someone everyone hates," I said as I lifted my head. He put his hands on either side of my face and brought his face closer to mine. His kissed my lips quickly and softly. He smiled at me and wrapped his arms around my waist as he led me down the hall.
"It's only Mystic Angel that they hate. They don't hate you personally," Jeff said.
"They might as well," I cried as he brought me into the men's locker room.
"Case, by the time you come back from your injury, you could be loved again. People do like heels. I mean look at Triple H. When he goes out there he gets so many cheers cause people love him for his heel character. The same thing happened with Matt," Jeff said as we sat on a bench.
"Hey, what's wrong Kid?" Rob asked as he pulled his hair into a ponytail.
"She's upset cause she had people chanting bitch at her out there," Jeff explained.
"Don't worry, you've still got fans. You'll always have those die hard fans kid," Rob said patting my knee. "So dry those tears. You're still an Angel to us."
"Really?" I asked tearfully.
"Of course," he smiled. "I'll see you guys later."
"See, not everyone hates you," Jeff smiled.
"No, I know you guys still love me, but the fans don't," I said.
"The fans love you!" Shane yelled as he burst into the room.
"Huh?!" Jeff and I exclaimed.
"I was just outside at my car and a fan stopped me and said that they love that someone who's supposed to be so pure and good has turned bad. They were totally supporting you," Shane smiled. He knelt down in front of me and held my hands. "Baby, they like you because you're good on the mic and you're an excellent wrestler. You have excellent interaction with the crowd. They love that. People were chanting that to you tonite cause they thought it was right. People used to chant that to Steph cause they felt it was right, but deep down they loved her."
"Yeah, see. You're still a fan favorite," Jeff smiled.
"Thanks guys, you really helped me feel better," I smiled as Shane wiped my tear stained cheeks.
"I love you," Shane said kissing me gently. "Now go get ready to go to the airport. You two Jeff."
"Yes father," Jeff and I chorused.
"Just go!" Shane laughed as I stood and walked across the hall to the Diva's locker room. I changed into a pair of lounge pants and Adam's sweatshirt. I washed the make-up off my face and gathered my stuff together. I said goodbye to the girls and met Shane and Jeff out in the parking lot.
"Ready to go?" Shane asked as he put my bags in the already crowded trunk.
"No, I have to go say goodbye to my guys!" I exclaimed running back into the arena.
"What guys? Aren't we her guys?!" Jeff joked.
I ran into the guy's locker room and jumped on Shannon. "Whoa, what's goin on?!" he asked taking me into him.
"I just wanted to say goodbye to my favorite guys," I smiled.
"It's not like we won't see you between now and when you come back full time," Chris said as I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck.
"I know, but who knows how long it'll be before I can get back here," I said.
"Can I get a hug too?" Jay asked curiously.
"Do you honestly think I would leave without hugging you?!" I laughed as he picked me up off the floor.
"We'll miss you kid," he smiled.
"Alright, tell the others bye for me. Jeff and Shane are waiting out in the car," I said as I walked out waving. I began running down the hall when I stopped short in front of Paul's room. "Hmmmm........one last prank before I go?" I walked inside and didn't see or hear anyone. So I grabbed the jeans that were draped over a chair and walked out with them.
"Casey? What are you doing?" Matt asked as he walked up to me with a cup of coffee in his hand.
"Pulling one last prank on Paul before I go," I smiled.
"And they say you're an angel?!" Matt joked.
"Could you do me a favor?" I asked innocently as I threw one leg of the jeans over a pipe.
"What?" he asked.
"Could you possible write a note and tape it to the jeans?" I asked sweetly.
"I suppose so," Matt smiled as he grabbed a napkin and pen off the coffee table. "What do you want on it?"
"Write, 'Dear Paul, This is one last prank before I go. I just had to do it. Just be prepared for more and worse when I get back! Love lots, Casey AKA Angel.' You got all that?" I said.
"Yep, it's good," he smiled as he grabbed some masking tape and taped the sign on the leg.
"Thanks, Matt. I'll see you soon?" I said as I hugged him.
"Definitely. I love you kiddo," he smiled.
"Love you too!" I said as I ran off for the parking lot.
"I'm gonna miss you so much, Angel. Call me right when you land," Shane said as he held me tightly.
"I will. I love you, Sugar," I said sadly.
"I love you too," he said kissing me passionately.
"Okay, okay! We're gonna miss the flight!" Jeff exclaimed.
"Have fun with your room. And Jeff, protect her for me?" Shane said as we walked through the gate. Jeff nodded to him as I waved.
"What do you think of me getting a new pet?" I asked as I surfed the internet on my lap top.
"What kind of pet?" Jeff asked.
"A sugar glider," I replied.
"That's an awesome idea. Go for it," Jeff smiled.
"Would Dad be upset?" I asked.
"Nah, he's so used to taking care of my pets that it shouldn't bother him," he laughed.
"True. I'll have to look into it a little more while I'm home," I said.
"Any plans for the room?"
"Some, but I'm worrying about painting it for the time being. I hope to do that this week. You'll help me paint, right?"
"Definitely. We could have some fun with that. Remember the bench?" Jeff laughed.
"Oh God! That was so much fun. I was so covered in paint it wasn't even funny!" I laughed.
"Oh yeah it was. We looked like we had run through a bag of skittles!"
"Or like a rainbow threw up on us!" I laughed harder.
"We do have a lot of fun together don't we?" Jeff asked.
"Yeah, we do. Lot's of memories together."
"Oh my God, remember ice skating over Christmas vacation?" Jeff laughed.
"That was so funny. Watching you fall flat on your ass was the best!"
"Oh, like you stayed up well!"
"I stayed up more than you did! You have like no balance what so ever!"
"Okay, so I'll never be an Olympic ice skating gold medallist."
"Dude, you'll never make it into the Olympics period!"
"Well, you'll never be able to play football professionally! Miss let's just toss the ball into the ground!"
"Hey, I know I suck at playing football! But you have to admit that I've got one hell of a punt! And I can tackle like nobody's business!"
"Well, I guess you got me there," Jeff laughed.
"I thought so!" I joked. I yawned loudly and closed my lap top.
"Get some sleep. It'll be a while before we get there," Jeff said. I nodded and put my head back on the head rest. I moved uncomfortably and Jeff laughed. I opened an eye and looked at him.
"What's your issue?" I asked.
"You just look so funny wiggling around like a little fish in your seat!" Jeff laughed.
"You try getting comfortable on this head rest."
"Do you want something to sleep on?" he asked.
"Yeah, you got anything?" I asked.
"All I can give you is my shoulder. It's all yours," he smiled.
"Are you sure? I mean I don't wanna make you uncomfortable or anything."
"Go ahead. Sleep on my shoulder. Won't bother me at all." I yawned and rested my head gently on Jeff shoulder. I instantly fell asleep.