Title: I'm Real
Rating: Pg 13-R
Disclaimer: I own nothing I SWEAR! IT WASN'T ME! I'm too nice to go to jail!!!!
Spoilers:HMMMM nothing really.
A.n.: YAY!! YIPPEEE!!!! * does the hokey pokey and turns it all about and that's what it's all about * LOL I'm finally on SUMMER BREAK!!!! *does a swanton bomb of the bed* SANK YOUZ!!!!!!!
FOR ALLYOU READERS!! YAY!! Here is the next chapter! READ ON AND ROCK OUT!!!!!!!
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"Stephanie…calm down it's just your dad." Chris said sitting down in the courtyard for lunch. Stephanie paced while he sat on the short stonewall. She was really nerving him and making him wonder just what was so bad about the Big Daddy McMahon. She finally stopped in front of him just as he was about to take a bite into his turkey sandwich. He stopped mouth open and looked up at her.
"It's just you are my first boyfriend that daddy is getting to meet and… I don't want .. I just … oooooo damn it!" She rambled and he finally took a large bite of the sandwich after swallowing he sighed and gripped her hand with his non sandwich holding hand.
"I don't think your dad is going to eat me alive!" Chris exclaimed and pulled her on his lap. "I'll live alright. Just don't worry."
"Don't worry." Stephanie repeated and he held his sandwich up to his mouth again. She looked from him to it and then bit into it just as he was about to. "You little sandwich thief!"
"Me a sandwich thief….never!" Stephanie laughed swallowing the small bite.
"What am I going to do with you?" He asked.
"Kisses would be nice…" She said seriously and he leaned and and captured her lips with his.
"Hey..Where's…The …Chocolate?" She asked in between kisses. He looked hurt and began to tickle her mercilessly.
"STEPHANIE!" Stephanie and Chris looked up and Stephanie squealed and ran from his arms and into anothers.
"Daddy!" Stephanie hugged her father tightly and he returned it warmly. Chris threw his sandwich in the trash and shoved his hands in his pockets unsure of what to do.
"How are you sweetie?" He asked her and her reply was inaudilble to Chris and he hesitated to move closer.
"Daddy I want you to meet Chris Irvine." Stephanie walked over to Chris and he reached out and took her hand.
"Hello Mr. Irvine I hear your try-out was very astounding. I'm sorry I wasn't there personally to veiw the matches. I had very important buisness to attend to." Vince said shaking Chris's hand. Hard.
"Daddy Chris and I.. he's my..boyfriend." Stephanie said brightly and Vince skipped a beat and Stephanie held her breath. Then Vince laughed in Chris's face as if it were the funniest thing he'd ever heard.
"You're kidding right?" Vince asked in between gasping fits of laughter.
"No daddy I'm not me and Chris well we care about each other and... " Stephanie was cut off as Vince ceased his laughter.
"You and..this." Vince raised an eyebrow.
"Excuse me sir but I think you're out of line." Chris threw back at the billionare.
"Now you're out of line young man." Vince stood looking at his daughter's boyfriend.
"Sounding a bit condecending aren't we Mr. McMahon?"Chris replied.
"Getting a bit too cocky aren't we Mr. Irvine?" Vince shot back. The bell rung and Stephanie shoved Chris's bag into his arms. "Stay away from my daughter."
"C'mon Chris." Stephanie pulled him inside the building.
"Christian..I don't think you should be going along with this." Trish said walking alongside of her boyfriend.
"It's nothing Trish you should stay out of it." Christian grumbled. He walked to his locker and opened it shoving his duffel bag inside.
"Christian..When my boyfriend and my friends are in danger what the hell do you expect me to do?" Trish asked him leaning against a closed locker. She wore a grey t-shirt with blue drawstring sweat pants her long blonde hair was tied back.
"If it helps any better Trish. I'll try to stay out of it. But if my friends need me then I'll help alright?" He looked at her. Her hazel eyes comtemplated the suggestion then brightened.
"Alright. Just don't get hurt." Trish leaned in and kissed him.
"Ahem Ms. Stratus and Mr. Reso I assume you're on your way to class?" Ms. Ivory stood looking at the couple. Trish smiled blushing and Christian gripped her hand and they walked off the their 4th period class.
"Edge… don't start with me today." Stacey said leaning down to drink some water from one of the Academy's many water fountains. She looked back up and him.
"Please just listen to me. LOOK AT ME!" Edge followed her down the hall way. She turned and stared at him in the eye.
She was shocked for a moment at what she saw. His eyes were long and he looked tierd. His hair normally brushed to perfection it looked ruffled and barely touched while pulled back. He had dark rims around his eyes and looked like he hadn't shaved in weeks. He ran his tounge over his teeth and watched her carefully. She cocked her head to the side and raised her eyebrows.
"Stacey I need you to listen to me. What happened at the club. I had a couple of drinks and I just I didn't handle them well. Please I need you." She turned around to walk away when he grabbed her arm and pulled her back to him. "Please just give me another chance. Please."
"Edge…" Stacey started but was stopped abruptly by his lips covering hers. The bell rang and they broke apart. "…Alright."
"YES!" Edge whooped eliciting looks from fellow students.
"Just let me talk to Randy alright?" Stacey said when he wrapped an arm around her and they walked down the hall to the outside ring for indy class.
"This Thursday guys. We get em'" Shane said. He looked at the group around him. Randy Orton, Hunter Herst Helmsley, Test, Billy Gunn, and Jeff. He turned his gaze towards where Christian, Edge, Chris Irvine, Chris Benoit, Brock Lesnar, and Hurricane Helms. They were evenly matched. He smiled at the group.
"Just don't get any of the girls. That's my sister and her friends with them." Shane said the group nodded.
The clouds above them turned a dark color and thunder cracked. Ivory who stood in the ring talking to them about the rules of the Indy competitions. Shane looked up at the sky and this time lighting struck a tree not to far from them. It didn't catch on fire to his surprise but he was just a tad freaked out they were sitting on metal bleachers. He shook it off as the guys looked at him. He had no fear he was a McMahon. And the talk his father gave him earlier similar to the one he got after telling his father about Test the previous year. He looked towards his sister and her boyfriend. What his dad wanted done got done.
"Matt..c'mon." Lita whispered to her boyfriend who was huddled over the lock to the video room. He picked it with ease and the door opened just as the bell rang. "Matt we have no time we gotta get to..WHOA!" Matt pulled her inside the room and shut it behind her.
"SHHH" Matt whispered and Lita could have slapped him. They'd already broken in and they weren't getting caught. He was acting like James Bond on a sugar high. He hunched over and dove then rolled over behind a shelf of tapes. James-er Matt jumped up and pulled out a flashlight and frantically searced the tapes in that isle. Lita shook her head and flipped the light switch. A white light illuminated the room and she began searching the tapes.
"LITA!" Matt poked his head from around the corner. "We're supposed to be sneaking. When you sneak you DON'T TURN ON ALL THE LIGHTS!"
"When you're being secretive Matt you don't dive and roll around on the floor. Oh and you don't yell either." She smirked when he threw her a sideways look. Sometimes she had to wonder about her boyfriend him.
"Holy shit!" Lita said pulling a tape from the racks. "Matt oh my god!" Matt rushed over and she showed him the tape.
"Lita we're supposed to be looking for the security tape for the dance not Al Snow and Ivory in the classroom….HOLY SHIT!" Matt stared at the tape and his eyes started to glaze over.
"Matt we're supoosed to be looking for the security tape for the dance.. REMEMBER!" Lita said poking him in the arm and putting the tape back. Matt resumed his searching and Lita kept cheking the shelf she was at.
"Lita I got it!" Matt said handing her about three tapes. C'mon lets go!" He said rushing to the door. He cracked it open and peeked out. "C'mon." He walked out into the hall way just as principal Flair walked past. He dropped the tapes and Lita picked them up shutting the door and turning off the light.
"Mr. Hardy how many times do I have to tell you. No skipping!" Flair wrote out a detention slip and handed it Matt.
"Get to class Hardy. NOW!" Flair watched as Matt sauntered down the hall. He walked back in the other direction "WOOOOOOOO!"
"Whew." Lita opened the door and ran down the hall after Matt.
"Hey Matt look the list!" Lita stopped and looked at the list on the wall. She checked for each of her friends names and smiled. She'd gotten in the women's Division along with the other Divas. Jeff got into the Hardcore, and Tag divisions. Matt got into singles and tag divisions. Shane got into cruiser weight division with Hurricane. Edge and Christian got into the tag and singles divisions. Chris Beniot and Chris Irvine were both in the Singles division along with Randy Orton and this person she didn't know of ,Brock Lesnar, she smiled at Matt just as a clap of thunder sounded. She jumped and saw the students of their fouth period class go running past them wet and rushing for the gym. To avoid getting caught skipping by Ivory they ran with them.
LITA and MATT are getting closer to the truth about what happened to Jeff's car.
Stacey and Edge are back together???
What about RANDY???
Vince Hates Chris??
And Just what is JEFF PLANNING?
What is Trish so afraid of?
And What in the hell is brock lesnar doing in my story?! * goes to kick Brock out when he smiles and rolls his shoulders.* Nice brock lesnar nice….EEEEP!!!!
NEXT TIME ON "IM REAL!"
PLEASE REVIEW ON YOUR RUN OUT!
*Brock chase's bubbles around while Bubbles hides behind Edge*
Rating: Pg 13-R
Disclaimer: I own nothing I SWEAR! IT WASN'T ME! I'm too nice to go to jail!!!!
Spoilers:HMMMM nothing really.
A.n.: YAY!! YIPPEEE!!!! * does the hokey pokey and turns it all about and that's what it's all about * LOL I'm finally on SUMMER BREAK!!!! *does a swanton bomb of the bed* SANK YOUZ!!!!!!!
FOR ALLYOU READERS!! YAY!! Here is the next chapter! READ ON AND ROCK OUT!!!!!!!
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"Stephanie…calm down it's just your dad." Chris said sitting down in the courtyard for lunch. Stephanie paced while he sat on the short stonewall. She was really nerving him and making him wonder just what was so bad about the Big Daddy McMahon. She finally stopped in front of him just as he was about to take a bite into his turkey sandwich. He stopped mouth open and looked up at her.
"It's just you are my first boyfriend that daddy is getting to meet and… I don't want .. I just … oooooo damn it!" She rambled and he finally took a large bite of the sandwich after swallowing he sighed and gripped her hand with his non sandwich holding hand.
"I don't think your dad is going to eat me alive!" Chris exclaimed and pulled her on his lap. "I'll live alright. Just don't worry."
"Don't worry." Stephanie repeated and he held his sandwich up to his mouth again. She looked from him to it and then bit into it just as he was about to. "You little sandwich thief!"
"Me a sandwich thief….never!" Stephanie laughed swallowing the small bite.
"What am I going to do with you?" He asked.
"Kisses would be nice…" She said seriously and he leaned and and captured her lips with his.
"Hey..Where's…The …Chocolate?" She asked in between kisses. He looked hurt and began to tickle her mercilessly.
"STEPHANIE!" Stephanie and Chris looked up and Stephanie squealed and ran from his arms and into anothers.
"Daddy!" Stephanie hugged her father tightly and he returned it warmly. Chris threw his sandwich in the trash and shoved his hands in his pockets unsure of what to do.
"How are you sweetie?" He asked her and her reply was inaudilble to Chris and he hesitated to move closer.
"Daddy I want you to meet Chris Irvine." Stephanie walked over to Chris and he reached out and took her hand.
"Hello Mr. Irvine I hear your try-out was very astounding. I'm sorry I wasn't there personally to veiw the matches. I had very important buisness to attend to." Vince said shaking Chris's hand. Hard.
"Daddy Chris and I.. he's my..boyfriend." Stephanie said brightly and Vince skipped a beat and Stephanie held her breath. Then Vince laughed in Chris's face as if it were the funniest thing he'd ever heard.
"You're kidding right?" Vince asked in between gasping fits of laughter.
"No daddy I'm not me and Chris well we care about each other and... " Stephanie was cut off as Vince ceased his laughter.
"You and..this." Vince raised an eyebrow.
"Excuse me sir but I think you're out of line." Chris threw back at the billionare.
"Now you're out of line young man." Vince stood looking at his daughter's boyfriend.
"Sounding a bit condecending aren't we Mr. McMahon?"Chris replied.
"Getting a bit too cocky aren't we Mr. Irvine?" Vince shot back. The bell rung and Stephanie shoved Chris's bag into his arms. "Stay away from my daughter."
"C'mon Chris." Stephanie pulled him inside the building.
"Christian..I don't think you should be going along with this." Trish said walking alongside of her boyfriend.
"It's nothing Trish you should stay out of it." Christian grumbled. He walked to his locker and opened it shoving his duffel bag inside.
"Christian..When my boyfriend and my friends are in danger what the hell do you expect me to do?" Trish asked him leaning against a closed locker. She wore a grey t-shirt with blue drawstring sweat pants her long blonde hair was tied back.
"If it helps any better Trish. I'll try to stay out of it. But if my friends need me then I'll help alright?" He looked at her. Her hazel eyes comtemplated the suggestion then brightened.
"Alright. Just don't get hurt." Trish leaned in and kissed him.
"Ahem Ms. Stratus and Mr. Reso I assume you're on your way to class?" Ms. Ivory stood looking at the couple. Trish smiled blushing and Christian gripped her hand and they walked off the their 4th period class.
"Edge… don't start with me today." Stacey said leaning down to drink some water from one of the Academy's many water fountains. She looked back up and him.
"Please just listen to me. LOOK AT ME!" Edge followed her down the hall way. She turned and stared at him in the eye.
She was shocked for a moment at what she saw. His eyes were long and he looked tierd. His hair normally brushed to perfection it looked ruffled and barely touched while pulled back. He had dark rims around his eyes and looked like he hadn't shaved in weeks. He ran his tounge over his teeth and watched her carefully. She cocked her head to the side and raised her eyebrows.
"Stacey I need you to listen to me. What happened at the club. I had a couple of drinks and I just I didn't handle them well. Please I need you." She turned around to walk away when he grabbed her arm and pulled her back to him. "Please just give me another chance. Please."
"Edge…" Stacey started but was stopped abruptly by his lips covering hers. The bell rang and they broke apart. "…Alright."
"YES!" Edge whooped eliciting looks from fellow students.
"Just let me talk to Randy alright?" Stacey said when he wrapped an arm around her and they walked down the hall to the outside ring for indy class.
"This Thursday guys. We get em'" Shane said. He looked at the group around him. Randy Orton, Hunter Herst Helmsley, Test, Billy Gunn, and Jeff. He turned his gaze towards where Christian, Edge, Chris Irvine, Chris Benoit, Brock Lesnar, and Hurricane Helms. They were evenly matched. He smiled at the group.
"Just don't get any of the girls. That's my sister and her friends with them." Shane said the group nodded.
The clouds above them turned a dark color and thunder cracked. Ivory who stood in the ring talking to them about the rules of the Indy competitions. Shane looked up at the sky and this time lighting struck a tree not to far from them. It didn't catch on fire to his surprise but he was just a tad freaked out they were sitting on metal bleachers. He shook it off as the guys looked at him. He had no fear he was a McMahon. And the talk his father gave him earlier similar to the one he got after telling his father about Test the previous year. He looked towards his sister and her boyfriend. What his dad wanted done got done.
"Matt..c'mon." Lita whispered to her boyfriend who was huddled over the lock to the video room. He picked it with ease and the door opened just as the bell rang. "Matt we have no time we gotta get to..WHOA!" Matt pulled her inside the room and shut it behind her.
"SHHH" Matt whispered and Lita could have slapped him. They'd already broken in and they weren't getting caught. He was acting like James Bond on a sugar high. He hunched over and dove then rolled over behind a shelf of tapes. James-er Matt jumped up and pulled out a flashlight and frantically searced the tapes in that isle. Lita shook her head and flipped the light switch. A white light illuminated the room and she began searching the tapes.
"LITA!" Matt poked his head from around the corner. "We're supposed to be sneaking. When you sneak you DON'T TURN ON ALL THE LIGHTS!"
"When you're being secretive Matt you don't dive and roll around on the floor. Oh and you don't yell either." She smirked when he threw her a sideways look. Sometimes she had to wonder about her boyfriend him.
"Holy shit!" Lita said pulling a tape from the racks. "Matt oh my god!" Matt rushed over and she showed him the tape.
"Lita we're supposed to be looking for the security tape for the dance not Al Snow and Ivory in the classroom….HOLY SHIT!" Matt stared at the tape and his eyes started to glaze over.
"Matt we're supoosed to be looking for the security tape for the dance.. REMEMBER!" Lita said poking him in the arm and putting the tape back. Matt resumed his searching and Lita kept cheking the shelf she was at.
"Lita I got it!" Matt said handing her about three tapes. C'mon lets go!" He said rushing to the door. He cracked it open and peeked out. "C'mon." He walked out into the hall way just as principal Flair walked past. He dropped the tapes and Lita picked them up shutting the door and turning off the light.
"Mr. Hardy how many times do I have to tell you. No skipping!" Flair wrote out a detention slip and handed it Matt.
"Get to class Hardy. NOW!" Flair watched as Matt sauntered down the hall. He walked back in the other direction "WOOOOOOOO!"
"Whew." Lita opened the door and ran down the hall after Matt.
"Hey Matt look the list!" Lita stopped and looked at the list on the wall. She checked for each of her friends names and smiled. She'd gotten in the women's Division along with the other Divas. Jeff got into the Hardcore, and Tag divisions. Matt got into singles and tag divisions. Shane got into cruiser weight division with Hurricane. Edge and Christian got into the tag and singles divisions. Chris Beniot and Chris Irvine were both in the Singles division along with Randy Orton and this person she didn't know of ,Brock Lesnar, she smiled at Matt just as a clap of thunder sounded. She jumped and saw the students of their fouth period class go running past them wet and rushing for the gym. To avoid getting caught skipping by Ivory they ran with them.
LITA and MATT are getting closer to the truth about what happened to Jeff's car.
Stacey and Edge are back together???
What about RANDY???
Vince Hates Chris??
And Just what is JEFF PLANNING?
What is Trish so afraid of?
And What in the hell is brock lesnar doing in my story?! * goes to kick Brock out when he smiles and rolls his shoulders.* Nice brock lesnar nice….EEEEP!!!!
NEXT TIME ON "IM REAL!"
PLEASE REVIEW ON YOUR RUN OUT!
*Brock chase's bubbles around while Bubbles hides behind Edge*
