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"Good Morning Wrestle Academy I'm Adam Copeland." Edge said into his microphone while filming the morning announcements. He felt tired and shitty. He was definitely having a hang over and worse a broken heart. He felt angry with himself for letting himself and Stacey get so close. But at that moment all he wanted to do was hold her and kiss her. He watched his friend introduce himself and begin the announcements Jay would be taking over for him. He didn't trust himself to speak and not pass out at the same time. He was just as sure that everyone watching could see the fatigue outlining his face and his usually beautifully brushed blonde hair was matted and coarse from having no conditioner.
"So everyone be prepared and don't be scared because today's tryouts will be a breeze. And those are our morning announcements. Have a good day." Christian's smile relaxed and he looked at his best friend with concern. "Dude you alright?"
"Yeah I think I'm just going to skip until 4th period tryouts though. I need to get my head straight or I don't think I'll get picked." Edge stood from his seat and grabbed his red and black gym bag and pulled his sunglasses over his eyes. Pushing the door open just as the bell rang he stepped out into the hallway and bumped into something or rather someone. Several books tumbled haphazardly to the floor. He cast his blue eyes down and saw Stacey already plucking the books from the ground and standing up. She wore a pair of green work out pants with snaps up the sides and a red t- shirt. Stacey didn't even look at him when she stood and began to walk away.
"Stacey… please just let me explain." He pulled on her arm and she stared him in the face. The cold look he received told him that he wasn't needed nor wanted at that moment.
"Oh you want to explain why you cheated on me?" Her tone was sharp but shaky when she looked into his eyes.
"I don't know what I was thinking but I just I can't loose you Stacey. Please don't walk away from me." He placed his hand at her waist and pulled her closer to him bodies almost touching. "Please."
"I gotta get to class Edge." Stacey said. She stepped away from him just as a tall guy with dusty brown hair stepped up. He was wearing a white sweatshirt and black and white striped shorts with black sneakers to match. Edge found himself standing nose to nose with the guy. It struck him, he was with Stacey at the bar the previous night. Edge's nostril's flared at the thought of the guy near her. Something caught his eye. Stacey's hand was clinging onto the arm of the dark haired student.
"Will you please take your hand off my girlfriend?" Stacey tensed and the guy looked down at her.
"Randy…" Stacey said just as Edge pulled his hand back as if he'd been shot. The look on his face told her that he might as well have been.
"C'mon Stace I'll um walk you to Bumping." She smiled at Randy and walked with him leaving a bewildered and hurt Edge behind.
"Damn her." Edge muttered under his breath his headache starting again he headed off down the hall and up the stairs.
"C'mon Hurricane you can do it!" Molly called out during Hurricane's tryout later that day. She clapped from the stands while her boyfriend was outside in the ring. She smiled as he did a leg drop on his opponent, even though it was Shane McMahon who was in the ring with him.
"Hey Molly!" Lita sauntered over and sat beside her. They were in the front row of the bleachers.
"Hey Li!" Molly smiled at her redheaded friend. "Is Matt next?"
"Yeah. He's facing the new guy..I think his name was Brock Lesnar." Lita said chewing on her lower lip ever so slightly. A few seconds passed as they watched the match. "He's real worried you know. This whole thing between the guys has gotten a bit out of hand. Jeff is still working with his alter personality while Shane isn't helping much."
"Well I hope he does well. I'd hate to see him not get picked." Molly said pulling her knees to her chest. Their tryouts were to happen later in the period. "Where's the rest of the gang?" She asked as Hurricane began to pull his signature move "The Eye of the Hurricane" on Shane. She didn't hear what Lita said as Shane caught him by the arm and tossed him with all his strength up in the air and down on the mat. Hurricane stayed there for a few moments and time slowed with those moments. Shane gripped Hurricane by the hair and pulled him to his feet. Shane put him in a neck breaker and got ready for his signature move "The Money Shot". Just as Hurricane stood again Shane leapt off the ropes similar in fashion if he was going to perform a lionsault. He wrapped his arm around Hurricanes neck and slammed his head onto the mat the sound reminded Molly of a gun shot.
Our time has come,
watch me set it off
It's been a while
but we back
So you can
count it loss
"one…Two… THREE!" The referee held up Shane's hand while Hurricane still laid motionless on the mat. Molly jumped up while the paramedics rushed to the ring. Hurricane chose that time to sit up and stand on his feet. It didn't matter. Molly was already rushing down to the ring ignoring the protesting shouts of security.
"Hurricane!" As soon as he stepped down the stairs she was at his side. She wrapped an arm around his waist and stared up at him her eyes wide with concern and near tears.
"I'm alright citizen Molly." Hurricane smiled at her and she smacked his arm.
"You're bleeding at the back of your head. Now isn't the time to joke." She said sitting him down on one of the benches. "Ohh Shane."
"Molly look at me I'm fine." She pressed a cloth to the back of his head and he winced. She pulled back her hand and on the cloth there was blood.
"Can I get a paramedic now?" She asked and he firmly shook his head. She leaned in and pressed her lips gently to his. When she broke away from him. She looked at him her eyes asking the question.
"Fine." He muttered and she smiled kissing his cheek and running off to find the nurse.
We lay and wait, don't hesitate
When opportunity knocks
Break the locks and rush the gates
Seize the day, we got moves to make
It's got to be now
Cause we're half past late
"Awww little Hurri-dork lost his match." Shane McMahon walked past him Jeff at his side. Both sported condescending grins. Hurricane's eyes moved to Jeff. He didn't know what his sister had seen in the guy but he was getting tired of holding off from hitting him or doing worse.
"Too bad for you Shaney boy. You still don't have Molly." Hurricane shot back and immediately felt bad for using Molly as a harpoon against Shane.
"Well I guess it's kind of good for me you're about to loose her too." Shane walked off with Jeff towards the ring. Christian soon followed and sqwatted down looking at his raven haired friend.
"Hey man good luck out there." Hurricane said gripping the bench. Molly was right he did need the nurse.
"I got all the luck I need." Christian laughed. "Besides it's not about luck it's about skill and here." Christian tapped his temple.
"Well watch out there buddy with the way Jeff has been I'm not too sure how he is up there." Christian nodded and shook Hurricane's hand pulling him into a hug.
"See ya later bro." Christian stood up and walked out to the ring. Hurricane watched his back. He had a bad feeling that Jeff had something up his sleeve and Shane would be even worse.
"GO Christian!!!!!" Trish yelled from her seat at ringside. She watched her boyfriend climb into the ring after Jeff. She removed all thoughts of Jeff from her mind. She liked Christian now. He helped her see things that Jeff didn't. So why was there a twisted knotty feeling when she looked at Jeff even when he had an altered personality.
"Reso.. you took my girl." Jeff said just as the match began.
Say what you say,
but you ain't shown me nothin
If you want me to feel you
Then you best
to show me something
All bark and no bite,
talking all hype
I hang with the illest
You I don't recognize
"She's not your girl." Christian wrapped his arms around Jeff's waist and pulled a suplex on the youngest Hardy. It didn't even seem to phase Jeff.
"Christian, Christian, Christian." Jeff irish whipped his opponent into the ropes. Christian bounced back only to be knocked down with a power filled clothes line. Jeff climbed the ropes and then hit a moonsault on Christian. He then dove at him punching left and right. "You know you're not really impressive."
"And you are?" Christian felt himself being covered and shoved Jeff off of him with the first count showing that it was far from over. He wiped at his nose and touched blood. A sick sense of nausea came over him as Jeff landed on him again with another moonsault.
"Cristian!" Trish yelled at him to get up as Jeff climbed the ropes again this time going for his signature move. A week or two ago she would have been proud to watch him execute it. At that moment she felt sick to her stomache.
"C'mon Christian get up!" Jeff pulled at his opponents hair. He got him to his feet and swung him head first into the turn buckle. Christian's forehead now cut he staggered and fell to the ground. Jeff could have had him. But he didn't stop.
Desensitize
and paralyze
Sabotage
headquarters
Flood your bloodlines,
we sterilize
"I made him you know." Shane said to a fellow student. "I made him like that the night of the accident." The student just looked at the eldest McMahon sibling and walked off. "Another swanton!"
"What is Shane doing?" Molly walked with Hurricane as they made their way to where Trish was sitting. "What is Jeff doing. I've never known him to be like that. He has him why doesn't he just pin him?"
"He wants to do more damage." Hurricane sat down next to Trish. Molly on the other side of him gasped as Jeff did another swanton. This time it mirrored the sound she'd heard when Hurricane had hit the mat earlier.
"Jeff No not another one!" Trish screamed as Jeff hit Christian with the Swanton bomb one last time. He rolled him up for the pin. And smirked when the ref's hand pounded the mat one last time.
Here we come
Chant down
dem Babylon
The wicked man
when he sees me I go run
Me understand
Why dem cowards
don't want none
Underground blaze
the sound to Armageddon
"Oh God." Trish raced from her seat to the ring. Security and paramedics pulled her off Christian. Molly looked at Hurricane a worried look displayed.
RISE - Let your spirit fly
RISE- Stand up for yourself
RISE- Hold your head up high
Our time has come
Set it off
"Go she'll need her friends." Lita was rushing down from the bleachers too. She met Molly at the end of the stairs and they both rushed to a crying Trish who stood outside the ring watching them load Christian onto a stretcher.
"He'll be alright Trish." Lita consoled her friend. Molly wrapped her arms around Trish and Trish leaned her head on the brunette's shoulder. Stephanie and Stacey bolted out to the spot where their friends were sitting.
RISE - Let your spirit fly
RISE- Stand up for yourself
RISE- Hold your head up high
Our time has come
Set it off
"Don't worry." Stacey patted Trish's knee.
"C'mon let's get you to the nurse's room so you can see him." Stephanie said and they helped Trish up. They walked her back to the health room. Stacey passed Edge on her way out and didn't even stop to look at him or say anything.
"Man we gotta do something." Edge threw his water bottle at the wall of the health room. Christian ducked as the bottle whizzed past him. Edge's lip was busted wide open and he had more than a few bruises on him. Out of all of them Christian and Chris had taken the most. Chris took on one of the juniors, Booker T, Chris unfortunately got his match mixed up and was in a hardcore match-up. Though the mistake was found out before the match the judges wanted to see the flexibility. Chris's back had been slammed into the steel steps more than once. He was still out cold laying on one of the beds. Stephanie sat next to him her head lying right next to his.
Choose my battles,
unravel your crew
Dismantle,
they still can't handle
or fathom
What I throw at 'em
"Edge…" Stephanie looked up at him. Molly sat in a corner with hurricane and Trish with Christian.
"Look at them over there. They think their better. Kind of like you." Edge stared cold daggers at the girls. "I say we teach them a lesson. They can't treat us like this."
"You got a point." Hurricane nodded from his seat. Molly looked at him wide eyed.
"C'mon how immature are you all being? SO they got you in a match and they won. TOO bad! And you're going to what just go kick their asses. That's not going to solve anything." Trish said. She looked at Christian's unconscious form. "It's not going to help."
I can't imagine,
they babblin'
Acting like I'm laughing,
don't find it funny
But I smile at your sarcasm
"Got a better one?" Edge looked at her. Something in his voice scared her. She sat back and folded her leg Indian style and didn't say another word.
"C'mon who's with me? Edge asked. Benoit stood up and looked at the rest of the guys. Hurricane stood from his seat. Molly still in a state of shock watched as this dramatic moment unfolded before her. Nothing good would come out of it. "At homecoming those pricks are going down."
You plastic,
so tragic,
you fake
So you mask it,
no gimmicks,
no antics
We real and
we've outlasted
"Lita look I'm fine." Matt consoled his girlfriend. She had her arms wrapped around him from the minute she was allowed in the other health room. Matt tried not to wince when her hands pressed at his back.
"I say we kick their asses. Those little punks." Jeff said venomously from his seat.
"Oh yeah like that's going to help." Lita pulled away from Matt and stared down at one of her best friends. The youngest Hardy stared back up at her. It wasn't even Jeff she saw. "C'mon you guys won."
"I say we put them out of the school." Shane laughed. "They're probably laughing at us right now Jeff."
Your phoniness,
so you best to come correct
You want to disrespect
Why do cowards talk the loudest
"Well then lets knock the laughter out of them." Jeff said running a hand through his hair.
"You guys are talking crazy." Lita said stepping towards them. At the look Shane gave her Matt pulled her back. "You guys are outnumbered anyway. Only to two of you want to fight."
Papa didn't raise no punk
On everything I love, if you ready
Then come and get it son
"Matt you have my back right?" Jeff asked his brother. "You won't let me down will you?"
Matt stood there hands in his pockets looking off away from the tableau in front of him.
"Matt?" Jeff asked. Matt looked at his brother. No matter what had happened between them he always had Jeff's back. No need to start with the stupidness that would follow.
"Yeah sure Jeff I got your back? You got mine." Matt held out his hand. Jeff curled his fingers around his brothers and pulled him close for a hug.
"No doubt man." Jeff said. "You'll get that guy you took on earlier I'll make sure of it."
"I'm not going along with this." Lita opened the door and walked out.
"Better go get her before she goes to her friends." Jeff said and Matt nodded and walked out after her.
Overpower the strong tower
Infiltrate top ranks
Count down the final hour
"Lita!" Matt called out to his redheaded girlfriend. She stopped mid stride and whipped around to face him.
"Why are you doing this?" She asked him crossing her arms over her chest.
"Because I don't want Jeff to get hurt." Matt said placing his hands at her crossed arms. "I figure maybe I can get him to go back to his normal self before everything comes to a head. Plus I've been getting close to finding out who sabatoged Jeff's car.
"Really?" Lita asked walking over to the nearby wall and leaned against it one foot neatly placed behind her.
"Yeah it was definitely some one who was at the dance and who arrived really late. From the garage video I watched at the police station the person had short black hair and was a guy. There's a video from the school's security cam that I'm trying to borrow. If I can see it maybe I can figure it out." Matt said leaning his forehead into hers.
"When you say borrow do you mean steal?" Lita asked him.
Here we come
Chant down
dem Babylon
The wicked man
when he sees me I go run
"And I wouldn't have anyone better than you to ask to help." Matt planted a kiss on her nose.
"Lita you're up!" Coach Laurner called out. Her voice echoed down the hallway and Lita pulled away from Matt after getting a good luck kiss.
"Let's go Lita!" Stephanie clapped for her best friend. Lita was facing a sophomore named Dawnie Marie. The girl was good and fast almost too fast for Lita to keep up with. Almost. Lita hit a clothes line on the girl and climbed the ropes for a Litacurana.
Me understand
Why dem cowards
don't want none
Underground blaze
the sound to Armageddon
"One..TWO…THREE!" The ref counted and Lita jumped up from the mat extending a hand towards the girl. She helped her up and the ref raised her hand.
"Kick ass!" Lita highfived each of her friends who were preparing for their matches. Stacey was facing a girl named Torrie Wilson. Stephanie a girl named Sharmell. Trish a girl named Jazz, and Trish got the honors of taking on a senior named Debra.
RISE - Let your spirit fly
RISE- Stand up for yourself
RISE- Hold your head up high
Our time has come
Set it off
The divas only had one motto in their group.
We made it this far don't you quit on me
Just win.
RISE - Let your spirit fly
RISE- Stand up for yourself
RISE- Hold your head up high
Our time has come
Set it off
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"Good Morning Wrestle Academy I'm Adam Copeland." Edge said into his microphone while filming the morning announcements. He felt tired and shitty. He was definitely having a hang over and worse a broken heart. He felt angry with himself for letting himself and Stacey get so close. But at that moment all he wanted to do was hold her and kiss her. He watched his friend introduce himself and begin the announcements Jay would be taking over for him. He didn't trust himself to speak and not pass out at the same time. He was just as sure that everyone watching could see the fatigue outlining his face and his usually beautifully brushed blonde hair was matted and coarse from having no conditioner.
"So everyone be prepared and don't be scared because today's tryouts will be a breeze. And those are our morning announcements. Have a good day." Christian's smile relaxed and he looked at his best friend with concern. "Dude you alright?"
"Yeah I think I'm just going to skip until 4th period tryouts though. I need to get my head straight or I don't think I'll get picked." Edge stood from his seat and grabbed his red and black gym bag and pulled his sunglasses over his eyes. Pushing the door open just as the bell rang he stepped out into the hallway and bumped into something or rather someone. Several books tumbled haphazardly to the floor. He cast his blue eyes down and saw Stacey already plucking the books from the ground and standing up. She wore a pair of green work out pants with snaps up the sides and a red t- shirt. Stacey didn't even look at him when she stood and began to walk away.
"Stacey… please just let me explain." He pulled on her arm and she stared him in the face. The cold look he received told him that he wasn't needed nor wanted at that moment.
"Oh you want to explain why you cheated on me?" Her tone was sharp but shaky when she looked into his eyes.
"I don't know what I was thinking but I just I can't loose you Stacey. Please don't walk away from me." He placed his hand at her waist and pulled her closer to him bodies almost touching. "Please."
"I gotta get to class Edge." Stacey said. She stepped away from him just as a tall guy with dusty brown hair stepped up. He was wearing a white sweatshirt and black and white striped shorts with black sneakers to match. Edge found himself standing nose to nose with the guy. It struck him, he was with Stacey at the bar the previous night. Edge's nostril's flared at the thought of the guy near her. Something caught his eye. Stacey's hand was clinging onto the arm of the dark haired student.
"Will you please take your hand off my girlfriend?" Stacey tensed and the guy looked down at her.
"Randy…" Stacey said just as Edge pulled his hand back as if he'd been shot. The look on his face told her that he might as well have been.
"C'mon Stace I'll um walk you to Bumping." She smiled at Randy and walked with him leaving a bewildered and hurt Edge behind.
"Damn her." Edge muttered under his breath his headache starting again he headed off down the hall and up the stairs.
"C'mon Hurricane you can do it!" Molly called out during Hurricane's tryout later that day. She clapped from the stands while her boyfriend was outside in the ring. She smiled as he did a leg drop on his opponent, even though it was Shane McMahon who was in the ring with him.
"Hey Molly!" Lita sauntered over and sat beside her. They were in the front row of the bleachers.
"Hey Li!" Molly smiled at her redheaded friend. "Is Matt next?"
"Yeah. He's facing the new guy..I think his name was Brock Lesnar." Lita said chewing on her lower lip ever so slightly. A few seconds passed as they watched the match. "He's real worried you know. This whole thing between the guys has gotten a bit out of hand. Jeff is still working with his alter personality while Shane isn't helping much."
"Well I hope he does well. I'd hate to see him not get picked." Molly said pulling her knees to her chest. Their tryouts were to happen later in the period. "Where's the rest of the gang?" She asked as Hurricane began to pull his signature move "The Eye of the Hurricane" on Shane. She didn't hear what Lita said as Shane caught him by the arm and tossed him with all his strength up in the air and down on the mat. Hurricane stayed there for a few moments and time slowed with those moments. Shane gripped Hurricane by the hair and pulled him to his feet. Shane put him in a neck breaker and got ready for his signature move "The Money Shot". Just as Hurricane stood again Shane leapt off the ropes similar in fashion if he was going to perform a lionsault. He wrapped his arm around Hurricanes neck and slammed his head onto the mat the sound reminded Molly of a gun shot.
Our time has come,
watch me set it off
It's been a while
but we back
So you can
count it loss
"one…Two… THREE!" The referee held up Shane's hand while Hurricane still laid motionless on the mat. Molly jumped up while the paramedics rushed to the ring. Hurricane chose that time to sit up and stand on his feet. It didn't matter. Molly was already rushing down to the ring ignoring the protesting shouts of security.
"Hurricane!" As soon as he stepped down the stairs she was at his side. She wrapped an arm around his waist and stared up at him her eyes wide with concern and near tears.
"I'm alright citizen Molly." Hurricane smiled at her and she smacked his arm.
"You're bleeding at the back of your head. Now isn't the time to joke." She said sitting him down on one of the benches. "Ohh Shane."
"Molly look at me I'm fine." She pressed a cloth to the back of his head and he winced. She pulled back her hand and on the cloth there was blood.
"Can I get a paramedic now?" She asked and he firmly shook his head. She leaned in and pressed her lips gently to his. When she broke away from him. She looked at him her eyes asking the question.
"Fine." He muttered and she smiled kissing his cheek and running off to find the nurse.
We lay and wait, don't hesitate
When opportunity knocks
Break the locks and rush the gates
Seize the day, we got moves to make
It's got to be now
Cause we're half past late
"Awww little Hurri-dork lost his match." Shane McMahon walked past him Jeff at his side. Both sported condescending grins. Hurricane's eyes moved to Jeff. He didn't know what his sister had seen in the guy but he was getting tired of holding off from hitting him or doing worse.
"Too bad for you Shaney boy. You still don't have Molly." Hurricane shot back and immediately felt bad for using Molly as a harpoon against Shane.
"Well I guess it's kind of good for me you're about to loose her too." Shane walked off with Jeff towards the ring. Christian soon followed and sqwatted down looking at his raven haired friend.
"Hey man good luck out there." Hurricane said gripping the bench. Molly was right he did need the nurse.
"I got all the luck I need." Christian laughed. "Besides it's not about luck it's about skill and here." Christian tapped his temple.
"Well watch out there buddy with the way Jeff has been I'm not too sure how he is up there." Christian nodded and shook Hurricane's hand pulling him into a hug.
"See ya later bro." Christian stood up and walked out to the ring. Hurricane watched his back. He had a bad feeling that Jeff had something up his sleeve and Shane would be even worse.
"GO Christian!!!!!" Trish yelled from her seat at ringside. She watched her boyfriend climb into the ring after Jeff. She removed all thoughts of Jeff from her mind. She liked Christian now. He helped her see things that Jeff didn't. So why was there a twisted knotty feeling when she looked at Jeff even when he had an altered personality.
"Reso.. you took my girl." Jeff said just as the match began.
Say what you say,
but you ain't shown me nothin
If you want me to feel you
Then you best
to show me something
All bark and no bite,
talking all hype
I hang with the illest
You I don't recognize
"She's not your girl." Christian wrapped his arms around Jeff's waist and pulled a suplex on the youngest Hardy. It didn't even seem to phase Jeff.
"Christian, Christian, Christian." Jeff irish whipped his opponent into the ropes. Christian bounced back only to be knocked down with a power filled clothes line. Jeff climbed the ropes and then hit a moonsault on Christian. He then dove at him punching left and right. "You know you're not really impressive."
"And you are?" Christian felt himself being covered and shoved Jeff off of him with the first count showing that it was far from over. He wiped at his nose and touched blood. A sick sense of nausea came over him as Jeff landed on him again with another moonsault.
"Cristian!" Trish yelled at him to get up as Jeff climbed the ropes again this time going for his signature move. A week or two ago she would have been proud to watch him execute it. At that moment she felt sick to her stomache.
"C'mon Christian get up!" Jeff pulled at his opponents hair. He got him to his feet and swung him head first into the turn buckle. Christian's forehead now cut he staggered and fell to the ground. Jeff could have had him. But he didn't stop.
Desensitize
and paralyze
Sabotage
headquarters
Flood your bloodlines,
we sterilize
"I made him you know." Shane said to a fellow student. "I made him like that the night of the accident." The student just looked at the eldest McMahon sibling and walked off. "Another swanton!"
"What is Shane doing?" Molly walked with Hurricane as they made their way to where Trish was sitting. "What is Jeff doing. I've never known him to be like that. He has him why doesn't he just pin him?"
"He wants to do more damage." Hurricane sat down next to Trish. Molly on the other side of him gasped as Jeff did another swanton. This time it mirrored the sound she'd heard when Hurricane had hit the mat earlier.
"Jeff No not another one!" Trish screamed as Jeff hit Christian with the Swanton bomb one last time. He rolled him up for the pin. And smirked when the ref's hand pounded the mat one last time.
Here we come
Chant down
dem Babylon
The wicked man
when he sees me I go run
Me understand
Why dem cowards
don't want none
Underground blaze
the sound to Armageddon
"Oh God." Trish raced from her seat to the ring. Security and paramedics pulled her off Christian. Molly looked at Hurricane a worried look displayed.
RISE - Let your spirit fly
RISE- Stand up for yourself
RISE- Hold your head up high
Our time has come
Set it off
"Go she'll need her friends." Lita was rushing down from the bleachers too. She met Molly at the end of the stairs and they both rushed to a crying Trish who stood outside the ring watching them load Christian onto a stretcher.
"He'll be alright Trish." Lita consoled her friend. Molly wrapped her arms around Trish and Trish leaned her head on the brunette's shoulder. Stephanie and Stacey bolted out to the spot where their friends were sitting.
RISE - Let your spirit fly
RISE- Stand up for yourself
RISE- Hold your head up high
Our time has come
Set it off
"Don't worry." Stacey patted Trish's knee.
"C'mon let's get you to the nurse's room so you can see him." Stephanie said and they helped Trish up. They walked her back to the health room. Stacey passed Edge on her way out and didn't even stop to look at him or say anything.
"Man we gotta do something." Edge threw his water bottle at the wall of the health room. Christian ducked as the bottle whizzed past him. Edge's lip was busted wide open and he had more than a few bruises on him. Out of all of them Christian and Chris had taken the most. Chris took on one of the juniors, Booker T, Chris unfortunately got his match mixed up and was in a hardcore match-up. Though the mistake was found out before the match the judges wanted to see the flexibility. Chris's back had been slammed into the steel steps more than once. He was still out cold laying on one of the beds. Stephanie sat next to him her head lying right next to his.
Choose my battles,
unravel your crew
Dismantle,
they still can't handle
or fathom
What I throw at 'em
"Edge…" Stephanie looked up at him. Molly sat in a corner with hurricane and Trish with Christian.
"Look at them over there. They think their better. Kind of like you." Edge stared cold daggers at the girls. "I say we teach them a lesson. They can't treat us like this."
"You got a point." Hurricane nodded from his seat. Molly looked at him wide eyed.
"C'mon how immature are you all being? SO they got you in a match and they won. TOO bad! And you're going to what just go kick their asses. That's not going to solve anything." Trish said. She looked at Christian's unconscious form. "It's not going to help."
I can't imagine,
they babblin'
Acting like I'm laughing,
don't find it funny
But I smile at your sarcasm
"Got a better one?" Edge looked at her. Something in his voice scared her. She sat back and folded her leg Indian style and didn't say another word.
"C'mon who's with me? Edge asked. Benoit stood up and looked at the rest of the guys. Hurricane stood from his seat. Molly still in a state of shock watched as this dramatic moment unfolded before her. Nothing good would come out of it. "At homecoming those pricks are going down."
You plastic,
so tragic,
you fake
So you mask it,
no gimmicks,
no antics
We real and
we've outlasted
"Lita look I'm fine." Matt consoled his girlfriend. She had her arms wrapped around him from the minute she was allowed in the other health room. Matt tried not to wince when her hands pressed at his back.
"I say we kick their asses. Those little punks." Jeff said venomously from his seat.
"Oh yeah like that's going to help." Lita pulled away from Matt and stared down at one of her best friends. The youngest Hardy stared back up at her. It wasn't even Jeff she saw. "C'mon you guys won."
"I say we put them out of the school." Shane laughed. "They're probably laughing at us right now Jeff."
Your phoniness,
so you best to come correct
You want to disrespect
Why do cowards talk the loudest
"Well then lets knock the laughter out of them." Jeff said running a hand through his hair.
"You guys are talking crazy." Lita said stepping towards them. At the look Shane gave her Matt pulled her back. "You guys are outnumbered anyway. Only to two of you want to fight."
Papa didn't raise no punk
On everything I love, if you ready
Then come and get it son
"Matt you have my back right?" Jeff asked his brother. "You won't let me down will you?"
Matt stood there hands in his pockets looking off away from the tableau in front of him.
"Matt?" Jeff asked. Matt looked at his brother. No matter what had happened between them he always had Jeff's back. No need to start with the stupidness that would follow.
"Yeah sure Jeff I got your back? You got mine." Matt held out his hand. Jeff curled his fingers around his brothers and pulled him close for a hug.
"No doubt man." Jeff said. "You'll get that guy you took on earlier I'll make sure of it."
"I'm not going along with this." Lita opened the door and walked out.
"Better go get her before she goes to her friends." Jeff said and Matt nodded and walked out after her.
Overpower the strong tower
Infiltrate top ranks
Count down the final hour
"Lita!" Matt called out to his redheaded girlfriend. She stopped mid stride and whipped around to face him.
"Why are you doing this?" She asked him crossing her arms over her chest.
"Because I don't want Jeff to get hurt." Matt said placing his hands at her crossed arms. "I figure maybe I can get him to go back to his normal self before everything comes to a head. Plus I've been getting close to finding out who sabatoged Jeff's car.
"Really?" Lita asked walking over to the nearby wall and leaned against it one foot neatly placed behind her.
"Yeah it was definitely some one who was at the dance and who arrived really late. From the garage video I watched at the police station the person had short black hair and was a guy. There's a video from the school's security cam that I'm trying to borrow. If I can see it maybe I can figure it out." Matt said leaning his forehead into hers.
"When you say borrow do you mean steal?" Lita asked him.
Here we come
Chant down
dem Babylon
The wicked man
when he sees me I go run
"And I wouldn't have anyone better than you to ask to help." Matt planted a kiss on her nose.
"Lita you're up!" Coach Laurner called out. Her voice echoed down the hallway and Lita pulled away from Matt after getting a good luck kiss.
"Let's go Lita!" Stephanie clapped for her best friend. Lita was facing a sophomore named Dawnie Marie. The girl was good and fast almost too fast for Lita to keep up with. Almost. Lita hit a clothes line on the girl and climbed the ropes for a Litacurana.
Me understand
Why dem cowards
don't want none
Underground blaze
the sound to Armageddon
"One..TWO…THREE!" The ref counted and Lita jumped up from the mat extending a hand towards the girl. She helped her up and the ref raised her hand.
"Kick ass!" Lita highfived each of her friends who were preparing for their matches. Stacey was facing a girl named Torrie Wilson. Stephanie a girl named Sharmell. Trish a girl named Jazz, and Trish got the honors of taking on a senior named Debra.
RISE - Let your spirit fly
RISE- Stand up for yourself
RISE- Hold your head up high
Our time has come
Set it off
The divas only had one motto in their group.
We made it this far don't you quit on me
Just win.
RISE - Let your spirit fly
RISE- Stand up for yourself
RISE- Hold your head up high
Our time has come
Set it off
Wow My longest chapter ever! I really REALLY HOPED YOU ENJOYED THIS CHAPTER!!!! No it's not the end. IT's just the beginning!
SO MY ROCKIN' READERS….please review on your way out and look for the next chapter. It should be out next week after my exams are done! WISH ME LUCK!!!!!!!
*SENDS KISSES TO ALL READERS AND REVIEWS* what do you mean their not chocolate????
