Title: The Young and the Hopeless

Genre: Romance/ Humor/Drama

Rating: PG

Disclaimer: I don't own shit! I own Nay/Naomi. That's it. The rest of the peeps are owned by, themselves or the WWE or something.

Summary: Screw summaries, just read and make up your own damn summary ;-)

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"Knock, Knock. Anybody home?" Someone said, knocking at Jeff's door frame. I looked over to find that it was none other than Shannon Moore himself. Wow. "You fag, what are you doing here? Haven't you stinked up Jeff's room enough with your hot steamy sex?" He fakely smiled and pushed me onto the bed, "Ha-Ha. Very funny." "I feel like I'm living the worst day, over and over again," Jeff started singing with the just turned on radio, "and I feel like the summer is leaving again." We all joined in and finished the song. "Dude, you can't sing worth shit," Shannon said, pushing me back down on the bed. I jumped up and punched him in the arm, "You little shit hole! Stop pushing me like I'm some kind of push thing! Ahh!" I grabbed my head and ran out of the room. Jeff glared at Shannon before running after me. I was sitting on the couch when Jeff came out into the living room, holding my head up with my elbows propped up on my knees. Jeff sat next to me and rubbed my back. I jumped a little and looked up at him. "Sorry, I'm just all.tense for some reason," I apologized. He just continued rubbing my back. Shannon and Angelica came running out and stopped right in front of the couch. They lost their balance and he and Angelica toppled over next to me on the couch, Angelica landing in between Shannon's legs and not even realizing it. "Hey, I could get used to this!" Shannon stated, relaxing. Angelica jumped up and dusted herself off, even though there wasn't any dust. "Freakin cooties, damn." We all laughed and she walked off towards the hallway. "Hey! Where are you goin?!" Shannon asked, sitting up. "Back to my dark dungeon thing. Later losers!" She continued walking to her room and slammed the door. "Bunk," I said sitting up. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, and I jumped up to run and answer it. I flung the door open to reveal my best friend, Michelle. "Yo Yo, sup knicca!" She said, all stupid, lifting her hand for our secret handshake. She walked in afterwards and examined the room. "Where's your bitch at?" Shannon asked Michelle. "Dude, you're all hella bunk," She replied. "Ahem! She's MY bitch!" Shane said, inviting himself in. Jeff stood up and walked over to him. "What up Homie-G," Jeff said, before doing his secret handshake with Shane. I rolled my eyes and Michelle ran over to Shane and pounced on him. They both fell to the ground and started making out. "Gross," Shannon said, watching them intently. I waved my hand in his face, catching his attention, and he looked at me. "Where's your little girlfriend? Did she already get tired of you or something?" I asked him. "Naw, she's just really tired from last night," he smiled and looked at Jeff and then me, "I'm surprised you and Jeff aren't tired from your long night." Shannon snickered when my face turned a bright red. Jeff threw a shoe at Shane and Michelle on the floor and they quickly stood up and walked over to the couch. Jeff walked over to me and sat on my lap. "Hey, shouldn't she be on your lap so you guys can talk about the first thing that pops up?" Daniel, the milkman, said, also inviting himself in Jeff's house. "Daniel!" I squealed and pushed Jeff off of my lap to go give Daniel a big huge hug. "Are you going to let the milk man steal your girl like that?" Shane leaned over and whispered in Jeff's ear. He smirked and stood up. He walked over to Daniel and tapped him on the shoulder. Daniel spun around and met Jeff, face to face. "Hey, quit macking on my girl," Jeff ordered. "O.K." Daniel agreed, turning back around to continue our conversation. Jeff tapped him on the shoulder again. He turned around again, facing Jeff-once again- and sighing. "What is it now?" "You're all." "No, I'm not macking on your girl. I have my Stephanie waiting in the car out there," Daniel points out the door towards his car, "See?" Jeff walks to the door only to see exactly what Daniel said was true. Stephanie waved from inside the car and Jeff waved back stupidly. He walked back into the house and sat down on the couch while I and Daniel continued to talk about stupid shit. "She's all bunk and shit." "Really now?" Yes.now" I just rolled my eyes and laughed. "Dude, that's like.my line," Michelle interrupted. "Ghetto," We all said in unison. "Who is this guy anyways?" Shannon asked Jeff and Shane, while watching all three of us (Michelle, Daniel and I) talk. Shane shrugged his shoulders, "Hell if I know." "They all seem like friends." "Well durrr!!" Shannon joked. Jeff slapped him across the chest and they all shut up. Michelle and I said our goodbyes to Daniel and he left. We walked back over to the couch and sat down next to/on top of our boyfriend's. "Aww, poor Shannon. His lap is all cold," Michelle joked, only to be hit in the face by a flying pillow coming from Shannon's direction. "Ahh bitch ahh!! You suck!" "Not as well as you my dear," He said, really dumbly. Before anyone could reply, there was another knock at the door. This time, Jeff jumped up to answer it, knocking me to the floor. I stood up and plopped back down on the couch, waiting to see who it was. He opened the door, only to see that no one was there. "Stupid kids," He mumbled to himself before slamming the door. I got up and ran over to him, followed by pulling him into a nearby closet and shutting the door. I pushed him up against one of the walls of the small, dark closet and stared at him in the darkness for a minute. "What's up? Why are we in here?" He asked, seeming mad. I sighed loudly and rested my head on his chest before speaking. "Jeff, you seem mad or something. What's wrong?" "Nothing." I lifted my head off of his chest and put my hands flat on the wall on either side of him. "Liar." "I'm not lying baby. Why would I lie?" "Because you're mad at me and don't want to tell me." "What? Where'd you hear that at?" "I didn't.I.I.just assumed." "Well, I'm far from mad at you." "Then what's eating you? You seem all mad and shit." "I'm not." "We're not leaving until you tell me what's wrong.we don't have to go all into detail or anything, just.tell me.please?" I stood against the door so he couldn't get out. "Nay, if there was something wrong; you'd be the first to know." "Well, then tell me." He shrugged and I'm pretty sure he rolled his eyes too. I just crossed my arms and stood there, waiting for him to tell me. He walked over to the door of the closet and went for the door knob, but I reached back and covered it with my hand. He tried to take my hand off it, but I wouldn't let him. He started to hurt me so I yelled for him to stop, which he did, but ended up pushing the door open. Seeing as it was a door that you could just push or pull open, and I fell flat on my ass and he stormed out. I stood up and tears started rolling down my cheeks. I buried my face in my hands and ran off to the bathroom and locked to door.