*Author's Note: To look at my disclaimer and all of that, go to the first chapter.*
On to the story!
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*Chapter Seven – Spreading the Word!*
(It is now about 4 in the afternoon on the Thursday of the first week of school…)
"Finally, the Rock has come back to WWE U!" the Rock yelled as he, Shane McMahon, and Booker T made their way to Cedar Hall, one of the classroom buildings. It was about 20 minutes before the first class that the Rock and his people had decided to attend, and of course, there was a little mob of girls and guys following them. They're just jealous that they're not one of us, thought Shane as he rolled his eyes. Or worse, that they haven't dated one of us. Booker T was happy though - two girls were flirting like hell with him and the Rock. These two girls were none other than the young freshmen Jackie Gayda and Linda Miles.
"So like, are you going to be at the party on Friday?" asked Jackie, who was hanging around the Rock, and flipping her blonde hair around. Dude, he is so freakin' fine, she thought as she hung on his arm. And he's way built as hell. Rawr! Linda, meanwhile, was laughing hysterically, and messing with Booker T's hair, er, dreads. Oh, Jackie, you dumb blonde, she thought as she shook her head. Booker is way hotter! Shane was getting annoyed at Jackie and Linda. They struck him as being teenybopperish in a way, like he was the rock star, and they were the groupies.
Booker T shrugged and told Jackie, "Well, it's my second home, sucka."
The Rock peered at Jackie through his sunglasses. "Of course, it's the Rock's party and the Rock's house so yeah the Rock will be there."
Linda nodded to Jackie, "Don't mind my friend. She's just being a blonde." Shane rolled his eyes. Well, duh, he thought. I hope my sister doesn't turn into her! The day my sister loses her brain is the day I lose all respect for her!
Just then, they all caught sight of the Undertaker walking towards them with a purpose. "Oh shit." Booker T murmured under his breath. God forbid if he heard me say something, he thought. I don't want to be next, and besides – he smiled at Linda – I need to impress the girl!
"Wonder what's up his ass?" Shane questioned, keeping a little distance from the Rock and Jackie, who were flirting like hell with each other. The Undertaker was indeed walking with one thing in mind – to find Stone Cold and kick his ass. I'm gonna make him famous, he thought as he pushed past the group, eyeing the Rock. The Rock gulped. Shit, what does that jabroni want with me? The Rock didn't do anything to him, he thought as he watched the Undertaker walk by and suddenly turn around.
"Fuck!" mouthed Booker T. Linda and Jackie looked at each other in question. The Undertaker finally stopped, face to face, with the Rock. Jackie, who was still hanging onto the Rock's arm, was pulled away by Booker T. Man, if I didn't get her off of his arm, who knows what he could've done to her, Booker T thought as he dragged her and Linda a safe distance away. Shane followed.
"What did you do that for?" Jackie whispered, noticing the growing tension between the Rock and the Undertaker.
Booker T told her, "I'll explain it to you later, sucka."
Shane added, "Just stay out of it." Linda thought, Man, something is definitely up between those two…I can literally feel the tension from here. Shane shuddered from a distance. I hope it doesn't turn out like it did the last time you two clashed, he thought, because you two beat the living hell out of each other!
"Where's your best friend?" the Undertaker growled at the Rock, staring straight into his sunglasses. The Rock glared back. It is times like this when wearing sunglasses is a good thing, he thought as he tried to avoid the Undertaker's evil stare.
"Why do you think the Rock will tell you that, jabroni? The Rock doesn't disclose where his friends are. They find him." The Rock grinned at his comment. The Undertaker growled. Boy, you aren't respecting me like I told you to, he thought as he tried to grab the Rock by the collar of his black shirt, but the Rock stopped him.
The Undertaker snarled. "Because you're his best friend, boy. That is why. And I want to know…why he doesn't respect me." The Rock rolled his eyes. Of course he doesn't respect you, he thought. The Rock never did, either. Not after what you did to the Rock last year.
"Well let's see. You beat the shit out of the Great One last year, in fact, the last time we met, so…is that a good enough reason for you to get the fuck out of the Rock's way?" The Undertaker smirked, and looked at the small crowd forming about 10 feet away. Ohhh, man, I think little Rocky here is next on my list. No wait, I'll add him now, just because he's trying to stick up for his best friend, Undertaker thought as he impatiently tapped his steel-toed boot on the ground.
"Talk, Rocky. And talk fast, or your best friend is in for it."
The Rock sighed and looked back at Shane, Booker T, Jackie, and Linda. He mouthed to Booker T, "Go to class. I need to settle something with this asshole over here." Booker T nodded. I knew it, he thought. He's after Steve again.
"Come on, suckas. Let's go to class without Rocky over there." Shane shrugged as Linda and Jackie cautiously followed him and Booker T to class. Shane looked back at the Rock and the Undertaker, and then at the crowd, and sighed. He thought, I know where this is going…I know exactly where this is going…
In the distance watching this scenario were an intensely interested Kurt Angle and Christian.
"Who's that?" Kurt asked his friend, pointing to the Rock and the Undertaker. They were walking up in the direction of the West Hall apartment complex, a very obvious distance and animosity between them. Christian looked up and gasped in shock. Man, those two…holy hell, this is just not reeking of awesomeness. In fact, it's reeking more of holy-shitness, he thought as he scratched his foot.
"That is the Rock – the most popular guy in school…and the tall, mean looking guy is the Undertaker, the meanest man on campus. God knows why the hell they are walking together." Christian muttered. Yeah, I'm sure I'm not the only one that wants to know why, he thought as a lot of people stopped what they were doing to watch the two enemies walk together.
Kurt nodded. "Interesting. Let me guess, those two don't get along?"
Christian coughed, "Hardly!" Kurt then saw Shane, Booker T, Linda, and Jackie walk by, taking kind of quietly. Wow, now if I could only get in good with them, he thought as he watched them pass by in envy. Kurt was only a freshman, after all, and he only wanted to be accepted. I'm not sure if being seen with Christian is a good start, but it'll have to do, he thought as he followed to where Christian was staring. Christian's eyes went wide as he saw Linda and Jackie flirting like mad with Shane and Booker T. Damn, no wonder they get all the girls, Christian thought. It's because they're too damn popular. Why can't I ever get one? My brother was lucky enough to get Stacy Keibler for a few weeks or so!
Kurt saw this and suggested, "Hey Christian, maybe we should try to get into their group. They got some hot girls all over them!"
Christian smiled, then said, "Dream on, Kurt." Now there's an idea that's very unlikely to happen…to us, anyway, he thought as he followed Kurt into the computer center.
Edge was at one of the computers, checking his email. Damn WWE U uses the crappiest kind of email service available, he thought as he tried to remember his password. They need to get something like, faster…or something. Stupid chumpstains! Just then, someone yanked on his long blonde hair from behind. Edge laughed because he knew who it was. That has to be Christian, he thought as he smiled and turned to see that yes, it was his younger brother. Kurt Angle was standing next to him, nervously looking around the lab.
"Hey Adam. Where have you been?" Christian asked his brother.
Edge grinned. "Around. How come you never call me?"
Christian shrugged. "I forgot to. You know how forgetful I get."
Edge nodded. "Yeah." You are quite the forgetful one, Edge thought to himself. But it's okay, since that means I'm the better one! Kurt was standing there next to Christian, fingering his gold medal that hung around his neck.
Edge took one look at the round piece of metal and chuckled. "Uh, isn't that like, expensive or something?" Kurt nodded at Edge. Hey, this guy doesn't seem too bad, he thought. He's asking about my gold medal!
"Sure is. I never let it out of my sight. I love my gold medal." Edge shrugged. But it's probably not even real, he thought.
He took a second look at Kurt and asked, "Who are you, anyway, and why are you hanging out with my brother?" Edge knew for a fact that his younger brother had a tendency to attract the idiots on campus. Last year was bad enough dealing with that X-Pac guy, Edge thought to himself.
Kurt held out his hand to Edge. "I'm Kurt Angle. I'm a freshman, and I like my gold medal. Who are you?"
Edge nodded. "I'm Adam, but call me Edge. I totally reek of awesomeness!!" Kurt shrugged. Reek of awesomeness? What the hell is up with this guy?, Kurt thought to himself. Maybe he's not okay after all?
"Okay…"
Christian noticed the confused look in Kurt's eyes and shrugged. "Yeah, my brother has had that nickname forever."
Kurt stared at him, then at Edge. "You two are brothers? No way." They do look a lot alike, though, Kurt thought to himself. It's the long blonde hair and sunglasses!
Christian nodded. "Yep, because we reek of awesomeness."
"Dude." Edge laughed, "I think you're gonna have some competition in the reeking of awesomeness department."
Christian asked, "Really?" Man, no one can join our clique of awesomeness, thought Christian. No one…it's just us!
Edge nodded. "My roommate is Jeff Hardy." Christian's eyes went wide. But he's extreme, he thought. Way too extreme to reek of awesomeness!
"You're rooming with Jeff? No shit!"
"Yeah, but he's a little strange. We get along fine, though." Edge continued.
"But aren't you in the same grade?" Kurt asked, trying not to feel as left out as he was.
Christian explained, "Well, Edge and I are not the same age. I'm younger, but a little bit smarter than Edge is, which is why we ended up in the same grade."
Kurt nodded. "Interesting."
Edge scoffed. "I'm smarter, dude."
Christian shrugged. "Whatever." For the next ten minutes, Edge and Christian were arguing over who was the better brother, with an exasperated Kurt telling them that it didn't even matter.
(Finally, it is dinner time in the cafeteria…)
RVD and Matt Hardy were eating their dinner at one of the corner tables, observing the chaos and insanity ensuing at the door to the cafeteria. RVD was scanning the line for random people that he knew from his classes, but Matt was glancing around the room for Lita. Matt sighed, eating his usual: a cheeseburger with ketchup and mayonnaise, along with pickles, lettuce, and tomato.
RVD looked up from his plate of potato salad and asked, "What's up with you, man?"
Matt shrugged. "Nothing, Rob." RVD took a bite of his food and shook his head. Something is up, and I know it, he thought.
"Matt. Tell me. Damnit."
Matt glared at his roommate. "Why?"
RVD laughed. "Because I'm R-V-D!" Just then, Matt saw who he was looking for. There she is, he thought. RVD followed his roommate's glance down by the register. He saw the redhead and nodded knowingly. Yeah, it figures that he's thinking about a woman, he thought as he ate some more of his potato salad. No one can fool R-V-D. Plus, she is pretty hot.
"So Matt, who's the chick?"
Man, he figured me out. Shit, Matt thought as he took another bite of his cheeseburger. Hmmm, what to say, what to say.
"That's uh, the girl I ran into with Chris before." RVD watched Lita and her blonde friend (who was Trish) get into the long line.
"I have to say man, you got good taste." RVD replied with a grin.
Matt smiled at his roommate. "Thanks, I guess." But don't worry, I'll back off of her for you, RVD thought. I'm sure there's another chick at this campus out there for me! Why? Because I'm R-V-D!
Just then, they were joined by Shawn Michaels and Triple H. Matt's eyes went wide. Hunter! I thought you weren't coming back here, he thought as Shawn patted him on the back and Triple H sat down next to him with a full plate of food. Triple H and Matt had shared a dorm room at South Hall the year before with Shawn. Those were good times, Matt thought as he smiled at the memory. I had it all that year…too bad this year seems like the exact opposite.
Triple H and Shawn, who were across from RVD, both smiled at Matt and said, "What's up, Matt?" Matt grinned. Triple H was a very good friend to him last year whenever times were tough, and now that he was rooming with the Undertaker, he'd be going to the Game for more advice and support. Shawn was always there to lend an ear, but sometimes he was too busy thinking of schemes to really help out.
"I'm good, I guess. How about you two?" Matt asked. RVD, who was watching the conversation unfold, thought, Damn, Matt needs to introduce me to these guys!
Shawn nodded to Matt and replied, "I'm alright. I'm sorry I'm not rooming with you this year."
Matt shrugged. "It's okay, I guess. I can still come and visit."
Triple H laughed, "Yeah, we're with your brother now. Totally different story than you, that's all I gotta say!" Matt's eyes went wide in jealousy. What?! Jeff is rooming with my roommates from last year?!, he thought. How in the hell did this happen?! Oh wait…that's because I wanted to be in a different dorm than him…ah, damnit!
Matt coughed and said, "So you guys are in the apartments, too?"
Shawn nodded. "Yeah, they're nice. Plus, I figured, it's my senior year, fuck it, man, ya know?"
Matt just nodded. "Yeah, I guess…" Damn you, Jeff, he thought. Now you're stealing my friends from me. He sighed. And your birthday is this weekend, too, and I have no idea what the fuck to get you either. Why do I feel so guilty all of a sudden? Eh, it'll pass.
Shawn went on, "So I'm assuming you heard about the party at the Rock's tomorrow night?" Matt almost choked on his food. Party? Tomorrow night? Such short notice, he thought. But that's the Rock for ya!
"Uh…no I did not."
RVD looked warily at Triple H and remarked, "I haven't seen you around before."
Triple H looked at RVD and scowled, "I haven't seen you around before, either." RVD blinked. Man, that dude looks like he has a huge mean streak in him, so I better watch out, he thought as he ate some more food. Triple H nodded to RVD. Might as well make nice with the new kid. Could come in handy, he thought. "
What's your name, kid?"
"Rob Van Dam. But call me R-V-D."
Shawn laughed. "The hand motions…that was great!" RVD giggled. Of course, that's my thing, he thought as the cafeteria got more crowded. "So you're a freshman, I take it?" Shawn asked RVD, who nodded.
"Yeah, my first year here, and already I'm in with the weirdest guys I know."
Triple H raised his eyebrow. "You want weird? Matt's brother, Jeff…he's the total meaning of the word, in a good way." Matt smiled. If there was one thing Triple H was good at, it was making insults into compliments.
"You know Jeff's birthday is this weekend." Matt continued.
"No way. How old is he gonna be?" Shawn asked.
Matt laughed. "Only 18." Everyone's eyes went wide.
"Wow, he is such a youngin." Triple H laughed.
"Yeah, indeed." Matt muttered.
"Well maybe we can plan something for him, then." Shawn offered.
"We could…but it's two days away." Matt sighed. "It's okay though."
"Yeah, Matt, you should introduce me and Jeff sometime!" RVD added out of nowhere, eating some more potato salad. Matt shook his head. Man, he was there at the get-together at the Rock's on Monday night, he thought. You know, the blue-haired one? Oh wait, you were too busy schmoozing with everyone else playing Grand Theft Auto 3. But that's alright, I can introduce you guys tomorrow night.
"How about tomorrow at the Rock's party, since everyone on this campus is invited?" Matt asked his roommate. RVD's eyes went wide. Party? Dude! Totally my thing, he thought as he ate some more food.
"Hey, uh…" RVD whispered, "Is there gonna be any weed there?"
Shawn took one look at the cheesy grin on RVD's face and laughed hysterically. "Man, I figured you'd be a pothead."
Triple H nodded. "Yeah, I'm sure there will be some there…the Rock and his friends, they provide everything you could want…" - Matt glared at him - "Well, sort of…"
Triple H looked at Matt and smiled. Matt asked in an annoyed tone, "What?" Triple H shrugged. Time to bring up another one of my favorite subjects…women, he thought as he smirked at Matt.
"I overheard your conversation with Rob here before…something about you having your eye on someone already?" Matt glared at RVD, who shrugged, and then back at Triple H.
"I have no idea of what you speak of." Matt said firmly. Triple H laughed in his head. Oh, Matt, I know exactly how you work. I roomed with you last year, so I'd say I know you pretty well, he thought as he ate some spaghetti.
Shawn nodded. "Matt, my man, Hunter's got you all figured out. Who's the lucky girl?" Matt ate some salad and thought, damnit, I don't think they're gonna leave me alone until I tell them who Lita is. RVD whistled innocently.
"Now, Rob, we know who it is, so you don't have to hide it." Triple H laughed. I still can't get over the fact that he asked if weed was gonna be present at the party, he thought as he scanned the room for some more people he knew of. He saw Big Show, Scott Hall, and X-Pac at one table; Bubba Ray Dudley, Kevin Nash, the Rock, and a whole bunch of other popular people monopolizing about two huge tables on the other side of the cafeteria; Raven, Hurricane, and Billy Kidman at a center table; Bradshaw, Tommy Dreamer, and a few other guys at another table; and Lita, Trish, Jackie, and Linda at another. Matt was watching Lita talk with her friends. He sighed. Damn, I definitely need to get to know her more. The problem is, how? Triple H followed Matt's glance and smirked. Aha, I knew it. He wants the redhead. That has to be her, he thought as he turned to Matt. "Listen, Matt, I know who you're after. The redhead. Lita's her name, right?"
Matt blushed. Just hearing her name made him weak. "Yeah." he sighed, kind of annoyed that his former roommate had figured him out.
Triple H sensed this and told him, "Matt, don't be mad at me because I figured you out. It's obvious. Now listen…we both want to get with these two chicks."
Matt looked at Triple H. "Who's yours?"
Shawn rolled his eyes. "Stacy Keibler. Even though we know Hunter won't get her."
Triple H chortled, "Oh, I'd like to prove you wrong, man!"
Shawn laughed. "I'd like to see you do so!"
RVD looked at the two and sniffed, "Stacy Keibler? Isn't she like, too popular for either of you?" Matt had to laugh. RVD was very observant.
Shawn, who was taken aback by the comment, shrugged, "Whatever, I mean, I don't really care about her, ya know?" Triple H looked at his best friend. You damn liar. You know you want her, too, he thought.
"Anyways, Matt, I was thinking, how about we make a deal here? You help me get Stacy, and I'll help you get Lita. Sound fair?" Triple H said. Matt stroked his black hair and closed his eyes. Well, if there's anyone that can help me get Lita, it'd be Hunter, he thought. But then again, Chris helped me earlier, too. I see nothing wrong with both of them helping me out.
"Sure." Matt grinned.
Shawn tapped his hand on the table and said, "Now wait a damn minute. Who do I get out of the deal?"
RVD shrugged. "It's cool with me, because I'm R-V-D!" Shawn glared at RVD, and then at Triple H.
Triple H laughed at his best friend, "No one, Shawn. I get Stacy, Matt gets Lita, end of story." But I have someone else in mind for you, Triple H thought as he saw Nidia arrive in the cafeteria with Stacy and Torrie Wilson at her sides.
Nidia looked around at everyone in the cafeteria and got in line. "Uh, Stacy…you realize that there's a whole bunch of people in here?" she asked. Stacy laughed at her roommate. I don't have to worry, she thought as she picked up a tray. I'm the most popular girl in this place! Torrie, who was behind Stacy in line, thought, I'm really not too sure about making Nidia into one of us. I mean, her hair is just too bushy and curly and errr, it's just…I don't know…I just don't think she'd mesh well with our people. Stacy dropped her fork accidentally on the ground and bent over to pick it up. A lot of guys flashed her approving glances. Stacy grinned back. It's so great when you have all the guys on campus at your feet, she thought as she scanned the food choices. Nidia rolled her eyes. Why is Stacy acting like a total slut?, she thought as she attempted to not trip on the floor. Torrie and Nidia trudged behind, and then Nidia asked, "Uh, where do we go? I mean, most of the tables are taken."
Torrie told Nidia as she looked around at the tables, "Hun, we go where we always go…we sit with the boys."
Nidia gulped. "The boys?"
Stacy, who was getting a Pepsi, nodded. "Yeah, you know, the Rock, Shane, Booker T, Bubba Ray, Kevin…" Nidia thought, Uh, I don't even know these guys. Hell, they hang with way too many guys. This is just bad. I mean, I can't even think of even hanging with them! Stacy noticed her roommate being all scared, and said, "Nidia, trust me, they're alright. I mean, they wouldn't dream of hurting anyone…"
"…And I swear to God, I am gonna kick the living shit out of Kevin if he doesn't watch his step!" Bubba Ray Dudley told his friends, who were clinging on to his every word.
Booker T nodded in agreement. "Yeah, sucka, I agree, what he did to you before was not good at all, man."
Shane McMahon took a bite of spaghetti and shrugged, "I was afraid that he was gonna kick your ass first."
Nidia whimpered as Stacy's words from a few minutes before echoed in her head. "They wouldn't dream of hurting anyone?" Uhhh, this Bubba guy is talking about killing this Kevin guy and you said that they wouldn't dream of hurting anyone? Man, I'm starting to get way scared here, she thought as she attempted to eat some potato salad. And this food tastes like crap. But it's better than nothing. Torrie was eating a salad with low fat Italian dressing on it and nothing else. She was listening intently to Bubba Ray go on about how Kevin was pissing him off lately. Yeah, I knew Kevin had it coming when he stole his bottle of Jack Daniels, she thought. I would know because I used to go out with him. She smirked at the memory. No one at WWE U had ever dreamed of Torrie Wilson, the cheerleader, going out with Kevin Nash, the drunken maniac. But they had pulled it off for quite a while…a whole semester during her freshman year, in fact. Torrie ate some more salad and thought, Yeah, things were good between us until that bitch Debra had to come along and fuck things up…and I'll never forgive her for it. Kevin was my first love and she had to spread that awful rumor around that I was pregnant with his kid, and then he dumped me. Her eyes narrowed. That whore.
Shane noticed Torrie drifting off into space and said, "Uh, hey, Torrie, you alright?"
Torrie looked at Shane and saw the rest of the table staring at her. One of the things that annoyed her about being popular was that everything she thought was her group's business. "I'm fine, Shane, thanks."
Shane shrugged. "Okay, then. I thought we were losing you there." Torrie rolled her eyes. Yeah, you did, because I was thinking of better times gone by, she thought as she concentrated on eating her salad.
Booker T continued, "So who's all ready for the party tomorrow night?"
Bubba Ray nodded. "I'm ready to beat the living shit out of Kevin. He's had it coming for a while. And besides, he owes me 20 bucks for that case of Budweiser I got the other day." Shane sighed. Damnit, I don't want there to be a fight at the party, he thought as he ate some more spaghetti. I mean, hell, I know there is always at least one fight that breaks out at our house, and quite frankly, I'm sick of it. But then again, no one will cut us some slack, so…yeah, I should just let it go.
"I wish you two would stop fighting." Shane told his friend. He looked around the table and noticed everyone else nod in agreement.
Bubba Ray shrugged. "It wouldn't be like this if Kevin paid me back." Shane thought for a minute. If I paid Bubba Ray back for Kevin, would I have prevented a fight? The thought of that alone is worth it, he thought as he reached for his wallet in his back pocket. He pulled it out, and handed Bubba Ray a 20 dollar bill. Nidia's eyes went wide. Oh my God, he's paying this guy money? For what? I feel like I'm in the Mafia or something, she thought as she tried to concentrate on eating her food. Torrie, who was next to her, smirked. Good for you, Shane, she thought as she ate some salad.
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End of Chapter Seven…