A.n: Hey everyone! Wow it's a been a while since I've updated huh? Well I got some chapters for yas but I don't think I can get them all up this weekend. So just be on the look out for them! I hope you enjoy this chapter and I thank everyone for your reviews they really make my day. As always Read on and Rock out!











"Molly!" Shane followed the brunette down the streets. She was but a few paces ahead of him and each time he caught up to her she'd speed up and go past him.



"Go home Shane!" Molly screamed. "Go back to all your money and your fancy house!"



"Molly for Christ sake!" Shane yelled at her an edge to his voice. She stopped and looked at him. "You know I was will to help you Molly. Willing to give you money to stay but then you don't give a damn and just do this. And now look what's happened." His thoughts were jumbled he was afraid that everything was coming out in a big huge mess.



"Go to hell." She glared at him and he reached out and gripped her arm.



"No you listen to me." He ground out. "In case you haven't noticed Molly. I like you. hell at one point I thought I really loved you. But right now I'm seeing a selfish stubborn girl who has too much pride. You think this is the only thing going on in our little world? Did you care to notice that the Tournament is next week? You've been half assing training and turning on your friends. When was the last time you talked to them huh? When? I'm not a big fan of Greg Helms but he was really hurt tonight."



Molly whimpered under his harsh and intense gaze. Shane continued. "You just don't get it Molly! Everything around you around us is crashing down and you just don't seem to care. You just don't seem to care."



With that he turned and headed further down the street in the direction to his own boarding house. Molly stood there, tears pooling in her eyes and shock clearly written on her face. She hated to admit it but there were some truths to his words. Shaking with sobs she continued on the short walk to her boarding house her heart heavy and her mind clouded.



"Stacey are you going to be ok?" Stephanie asked the tall blonde. Lita, Trish, Stacey and herself rose from the floor in Trish's room.



"Yeah." Stacey whispered. "I just still love him y'now?"



"It'll be ok." Trish hugged her and Lita and Stephanie each joined in.



"I have this weird feeling something's going to happen during Tournament week." Stacey said. "I'm just worried."



"Don't worry nothing will happen. Chris will talk some sense into Edge I promise." Stephanie said.



"I guess." Stacey said and the girls exited the room. " I wish Molly was here. Has anyone seen her lately?"



"Speak of the devil!" Lita muttered dryly. This called the entire group to whip around seeing Molly crossing the hall from the shower room. A yellow terry cloth robe was wrapped securely around her and she looked tired and beaten.



"Hey.guys." She said with a sad sigh. The group immediately picked up on the hint of sadness and rushed to her surrounding her and asking questions. Pulling her back into Trish's room they slammed the door shut.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* The next day *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~



"AH!" Mystic screamed out hitting the mat for the 50th time. Ivory motioned for her to get out of the ring and Molly did as told. She'd just taken enough top rope back bumps to last her a lifetime. Taking a swig from her water bottle she looked around and inwardly groaned when she saw Lance coming with a very angry looking Test behind him. She smiled sweatly at the pair.



"Hey Mys how's it going?" Lance asked and Test put a hand on her shoulder and squeezed.



"Great how about you two?" She replied and went to take another sip of water.



"You know how's it going with us." Test's eyes darkened.



"Just because you aren't equipped enough get a girl on your own Test doesn't mean you get to take it out on me." Mystic laughed and started to walk away when she was yanked back by her hair.



"Don't talk to me like that you bitch!" Test growled in her ear. She was scared at that moment but tried her best not to give them the satisfaction of seeing her tremble,



"Hey!" A voice she hadn't heard before shouted at the duo.



"Prep boy back off!" Lance yelled.



"Let her go!" The voice said again and she could see his face. He had light blue eyes and his head was shaved bald. He was built and tall and had an intense presence about him that made her shiver down to her shoes.



"We've got business with this girl here so how about not!" Test exchanged.



"Is there a problem here?" Al snow passed by the group.



"No..no sir." Lance nodded and Mystic was let go. When their teacher passed Mystic was dropped on the ground. The guys stared at her and the guy whom they didn't know glared at them. They laughed and walked away cockily.



"Hey are you ok?" The guy leaned down and helped the girl up. She smiled at him thankfully. Taking in her brown skin and delicate figure he grinned. She tossed her hair over her shoulder and he found himself transfixed on her smile. She leaned up on tip toes and kissed his cheek. His heart beat quickened and she stepped down.

" Hi..I'm Kurt." He barely got out.



"And I'm Mystic." She said. Taking his arm she looked up at him.



"Care to walk me back to my seat?" She asked.



"Sure." He laughed and then walked back to the bleachers.



"Alright Mike show us what you know. I know you took bumping this morning." Al Snow called out to the new guy. He was in the ring with Jeff Hardy whom along with his brother was probably one of the most thoughtful people to be in the ring with. Especially when Matt was refereeing the match.



Mike started off the match by flinging Jeff into the ropes with ease. Picking up the guy when he bounced back he pulled off a drop kick. When Jeff stood he pulled him into a suplex. Climbing the ropes he went for a moonsault and Jeff quickly moved out of the way. Lifting Mike's legs apart Jeff dropped his legs in between causing Mike to grab at his lower abdomen. Jeff climbed the ropes and did a swanton on Mike and rolled him up for the pin. 1-2- Mike kicked out and climbed the ropes as if to do a lion-sault. With Jeff still getting up he gripped Jeff between his knees and raised up on the ropes everyone held their breath. Jeff realizing he was being lifted into a move he'd never done or had done to himself reached to grip the ropes when Mike dropped him face first on to the mat. Al Snow tried to stop the match when Mike moved again. Climbing the turnbuckle Mike did his own swanton and turned Jeff over. Rolling him up for the pin he got up after Matt gripped his arm and nearly tossed him halfway across the ring. Jeff lay prone in the ring his nose looking completely broken with blood gushing out of it.



"What the hell did you think you were doing?" Al yelled at the new student his eyes blazing with anger.



"I was wrestling sir." Mike looked confused for a moment.



"I've read up about you." Al circled him like a hawk, Mike supposed the gesture was to be menacing.



"Backyard wrestling is for fools." He glared at him. "For one it's not safe, for two you don't know what the hell you're doing and for three I absolutely am not a fan of backyard wrestling!"



Mike hid his amusement with a scowl and tried not to burst with laughter. "I suggest that you take that backyard bullshit and get it out of your system. We don't do that here. Now get the hell out of my ring."



"Jeff you alright?" Al asked as Jeff climbed to his feet slowly with a towel wrapped around his nose. Matt and Jeff slid out of the ring and Jeff nodded with a smile on his face.



"Alright alright!" Al yelled. Let's get to work! Lita and Stephanie in here now!"



"Jeff are you ok?" Hailey asked after walking to the youngest Hardy.



"Now I am." He tried to laugh but only succeed in making his nose hurt even more. Trying no to wince he held the reddening towel tighter to his nose.



"Here I'll get you another towel." Hailey smiled and walked down the steps to grab more towels. On her way she knocked into a hard shoulder.



"Hey little miss Flair." Mike smiled at the girl. She looked up into his face and felt warmth flush into her cheeks.



"Go away Mike." She said reaching for the stack of towels.



"Why?" He asked stepping in front of her. He smiled down at her sweetly and she had to smile back.



"Because a friend of mine which you hurt needs my TLC so I suggest before you have my brother David down here on your ass that you leave me alone." She said and grabbed a few towels and flounced back up the steps to Jeff.



"It's always the cute ones." Mike laughed to himself moving to a quiet spot after seeing Kurt talking closely with an African American girl. They seemed to be in a heavy conversation so he let them be. Sitting back he looked at everyone sharply. He really did not like Wrestle Academy. He didn't like it at all.