A/N: Sorry that it took me so long to update. I'm finally able to sit at
the computer and type without being in pain. I still have some trouble
walking, but it's starting to clear up. And my back is like 10xs better.
So I have a feeling I'll be back to normal, as normal as I ever was haha,
in a few days. Although I have a feeling that if I don't get completely
better in like a day my mom may just be taking me to the hospital.
Personally I think she's over re-acting a bit, but whatever. Lindsay, I
need to talk to you. I may decide to just e-mail you instead. But if I
don't, let me know when you're gonna be home and shit so we can talk. I
have some things that I need to discuss with you. Kinda important. Well,
for me anyways. So, um, yeah. Oh my God! I went to my Smackdown house
show and finally so my Matty Matt!! Lol He was so totally awesome!! HE
LOOKED AT ME!!! Dudes, we so totally had a connection. lol Seriously,
cause I was like the only one cheering for him. Guess Mainers aren't into
the whole Version 1.0 Matt Hardy deal. Oh well, got some good pics and
shit. So I'm happy. Yeah, they came out. Although it was just a dumb
disposable. Some are a little cloudy and look kinda far away, but that's
alright. I've decided that before I go to another show I'm getting a
better camera with a zoom lens of some sort. Oh, funny story about Chris
Benoit. Yeah, he was like dancing. Lol Seriously he was busting a move
in the ring. Lol He's a pretty good looking guy in person. He was
smiling too. Not that grin that he normally has, but a REAL smile. He
looked so totally freakin happy. It was so cool. And Rhyno, not a bad
looking guy either. Anyways, it was a really good show. Okay, now onto
story news. Connection has the rest of the school year before it's
finished. So that shouldn't be too much longer. Another 20 chapters or
so. Without You is getting down in chapters as well. Although it's still
got a long way to go. Now I'm still planning on making that into a
trilogy. So there will be a third story to that series. But I've also got
some ideas for another story. So I figured once I finish Connection I'll
start on this other story. Anyways, I can't decide on a character name. I
mean I know I want the character to be named Hope, but that's it. I've got
no middle name or anything. That's where ya'll come in. So, it's poll
time. The names to choose from are: Hope Hailey Hardy (In which case she'd
be known as Triple H), Hope Isis Hardy (I thought Isis was a pretty name.
The meaning is pretty cool too. Supreme Goddess of the Stars. Cool,
huh?), Hope Bade Hardy (I thought Bade was a really cool name. Really
different), and Hope Celeste Hardy (Celeste is just a pretty name). I'm
not going to give any other info about this story. Just the name of the
main character obviously. Anyways, onto the story. OH!! Before I go, one
little funny fun fact about a certain lovable superhero known as Gregory
Shane Helms. Before the show my sister, her bf, and I were standing around
by the back watching the superstars drive in and stuff. Well, there was
this one lady who, with her family, like travels all over New England and
like New York to see WWE shows. Well, I guess she met Shane in NY after a
show at their hotel. Her room was like a few down from his. Anyways, she
met him while getting ice in her pjs and he was goin out. OUT TO A STRIP
CLUB!! I heard that and started laughing. I'm like yep, sounds like
Shane. And then she proceeds to tell us that when he came back, he wasn't
alone. He brought some striper back with him. Lol Now does that sound
like him or what?! Lol Just had to share. Anyways, chapter!
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"Jeff, that ring is beautiful!" Trish cried leaning over the open jewelry box.
"I know. It's simple yet elegant," Jeff smiled proudly snapping the box closed.
"So when are you doing it? Tonite?" she asked as they walked down the hall of the arena together.
"No, I've got a whole thing planned," he replied as Mark walked out of a locker room. "But before I do anything I have to speak to Mark first." He started to walk after him then turned abruptly, running back to Trish. "Trish, please don't tell anyone. I'm not asking for another month. So, do you think you can keep this quiet for that long?"
"Gee Jeff. I don't know. It's gonna be real tough," Trish replied sarcastically. Jeff's face fell, not catching the sarcasm. She laughed and kissed his cheek. "Jeff, no worries. I'll never tell."
Jeff shook his head and ran off to catch up with mark. "Mark, can I have a word with you?" Jeff asked tapping the large man's shoulder as he discussed his match with Kurt.
"Jeff, I was just about to go fine you," Mark said turning his back to Kurt. "Where's my daughter?"
"Oh, Casey's coming down with a cold so she's taking the nite off to relax. Rob's taking her place in the batch against Chris Benoit."
"Well, make sure you tell her to rest up," Mark grinned beginning to walk away.
"Wait, Mark, I wanted to discuss something very important with you."
"Alright, you've gotten my attention. It's about Casey isn't it?" Jeff nodded swallowing deeply at the tone of his voice. "What is wrong with my little girl?!"
"Mark, um, you you've got it all wrong. It's about our future."
"Meaning?"
"Meaning my future with Casey. You know how much I love her. I mean that's obvious. Everyone knows how much I love her."
"Son, get to the point cause I have a feeling I'm not gonna be liking you much longer."
"I wanted to do this the right way. To ask your permission first."
"Permission for what boy?!" Mark's tone was threatening and Jeff shook a little. Finally Jeff shook his head and looked up at Mark sternly.
"Mark, I already have the ring, but I still wanted this to be right. You are Casey's father. Have been since the beginning. I'd like your permission to ask her to marry me."
"Excuse me?"
"Please give me your permission to marry Casey."
Mark started laughing making Jeff wonder whether he should have asked or not. Suddenly Mark's large hand was on Jeff's shoulder. "Jeff, you're a good kid. And Casey loves you whole heartedly. I'm touched you'd ask me for her hand in marriage. I'd be proud to call you my son n' law."
"So is that a yes?!" Jeff exclaimed shocked.
"Of course Jeff. Anyone that makes my sweetheart so happy deserves her for their wife."
"Thank you so much Mark."
"When will this be going on?"
"Not for another month. It's going to be a huge surprise. I just wanted the man she looks up to the most to give me his blessing."
"Well, you certainly have it." Mark smiled slapping Jeff's arm roughly before walking away.
"That is one scary man," Jeff muttered scratching the back of his head with one hand while clutching the ring box with the other.
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"Are you sure you're feeling better?" Shane McMahon asked me as I stirred a cup of coffee. I sniffled a bit and looked up at him with red eyes and all.
"Yeah, sure," I sighed taking a sip. I zipped up my hoodie and pulled the hood over my head. "It's a little cold in this arena though."
Shane looked down at himself, noting the white wife beater and khaki shorts. He shook his head, beads of sweat sliding down his face. "Um, Case, it's like 80 degrees in this place."
"Nah, can't be. I'm freezing," I replied letting out a deep cough.
"That doesn't sound healthy killer," Chris said as he and Jay approached the coffee table.
"You should have heard her yesterday. I sat and played cards with her last nite while you all were working the house show. I thought she was going to die at one point. Scared the shit out of me," Jay shook his head.
"I'm fine you guys," I said before sneezing a sneeze that was so big I spilled my coffee on the floor. "Damn it!"
"Casey, I think we should take you out of the line up tonite. I really don't think you're up to wrestling tonite. We can tweak things," Shane said fixing me another cup.
"No, Shane, really, I can wrestle," I insisted trying to breathe out my nose. "Okay, nose, clogged. What can I take?"
"Case, by the time any medicine works, RAW will be over," Chris said. "I agree with Shane-O. I think you should just go back to the hotel and rest."
"I think I owe it to my fans to be on tonite," I sighed tiredly.
"Alright, what if you just walk down with Shane and Jeff for their tag title match tonite? And then we'll just put Rob against Chris again," Shane said as I took the coffee from him.
"Alright, I suppose that'll be okay," I yawned. I turned and walked down the hall sipping my coffee.
"Um, Casey!" Jay called to me. I turned around and stared at him. "The locker room is that way sweetie." He pointed in the other direction as I rolled my eyes and continued my walk in the other direction.
"You don't look too well Case," Andrew said as I walked by him and Randy.
"Yes, I know. I feel about as well as I look," I replied continuing by. Randy grabbed my arm gently and turned me to face him.
"Are you alright?" he asked.
"Yeah, I mean I can't breathe and I feel like crap but all in all I'm fine," I smiled.
"No, I don't think you are. Do you need help or anything?" he asked.
"No, Randy, but thanks. I'll be fine." I walked into the locker room and collapsed on the bench.
"So what did you and Jeff do last nite for Valentine's Day?" Trish asked as she put my hair up for me.
"Slept," I replied.
"Ah, I see." Without looking at her I could tell she was giving me one of her little smirks.
"No, Trish. I was asleep and he was asleep. To tell ya the truth, I didn't even realize that it was Valentine's Day. And knowing him, he didn't remember either," I laughed.
"Oh, well, um, okay."
"You know Jeff well enough to know that dates like this don't mean much to him."
"And that doesn't bother you after having someone like Shane who lives for these kinds of days?"
"No, it really doesn't. In a way it's kind of a relief. I mean it was great to have Shane do such elaborate stuff on days like that, but it had a tendency to be too much. And Jeff is just sweet all the time. He gets me all kinds of little things. Like he'll get me cute little things out of vending machines, like he got me a little plastic ring the other day. I put it on a chain and wear it. He does sweet things like that. That's better than goin all out on one specific day."
"Well, I heard Kim was with Shane last nite. Like I guess he made a big deal after the show."
"Well good for her," I said coldly.
"You don't like her, do you?"
"No, not especially," I sighed.
"You don't know her Case."
"I know Trish. But I still don't like her."
"Casey, you ready?" Jeff asked stepping into the locker room. I nodded and slowly stood only to start a sneezing fit. He shook his head and wrapped his arm around my waist. I shivered at his touch as his hand hit my bare stomach. "Are you sure you're up to this?"
"Yeah, I'll be fine. All I have to do is pound on the apron and look pretty," I said trying to smile as we met Shane behind the curtain.
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"So where's Case?" Matt asked opening the hotel door for his little brother.
"Packing. I think her cold is just getting worse. She slept like all day. And she keeps sounding worse and worse. Goin home for 4 days will hopefully help. I think Shane, Case, and I really need this break," Jeff said sitting on the bed.
"Yeah, she needs the rest. So what's up?" Matt asked.
"Well, I'm afraid that she'll find the ring if I take it home with me. Will you keep it until I ask you for it?"
"Yeah, of course. Have you told Amy about it?" Matt asked as Jeff handed him the ring box. Matt slipped it into a zippered compartment in his suit case.
"No, I don't think it's such a good idea. Let at least one of her friends be surprised," Jeff laughed. "Besides, I think Amy'll like the surprise more than anyone else."
"Yeah, probably," Matt chuckled.
"Well, thanks. I'd better get back before she wonders where I've gone." Jeff stood and waved to Matt before leaving the room.
The whole flight home I slept. Jeff was right about my cold, it was getting worse. I think I had every type of cold medicine possible in me and still I was sick. The moment we had gotten home I hit the bed. I just couldn't get enough sleep, which was probably the drugs' fault. But by the next morning I was up and feeling a 100% better.
"Baby, I'm going to help Dad get his new couch," Jeff called to me in living room from the doorway.
"Okay, love you!" I yelled to him as I watched Dr. Phill. I heard the door shut and him drive away in his new pick up.
That afternoon I was working on the website on my lap top with Marilyn Manson blaring in the background. I was in the middle of loading some pictures when I heard a knock on the door. I looked over the couch and out the window, seeing an unfamiliar car parked in the drive way. I wasn't dressed to be entertaining any guests, wearing only a pair of lounge pants and a tank top. My hair was up in a messy ponytail and I wore my glasses, too lazy to put in my contacts. I figured it was just a bunch of fans trying to meet Jeff or myself, but deep in the back of my mind I knew it wasn't. I closed my lap top and placed it on the end table before getting up. I opened the door coming face to face with the person I had no intentions of ever seeing again.
"Hi Case," she said sweetly as her wavy brown hair blew gently in front of her lightly tanned face, obviously putting Shane's tanning bed to good use.
"Kim, um, hi," I stumbled as I stared at her.
"I heard you weren't feeling well?" she said.
"Yeah, I'm much better now."
"Oh, well, that's good. Um, I actually came here to give something back to you," she said looking down at her feet.
'Like Shane?' I thought to myself. "Oh? What?" I asked.
"Well, I saw this laying on Shane's dresser while he was in the shower earlier and figured you'd want it back. I mean it is yours. I'm sure he has no use for it anymore," she smiled up at me as she held out her hand, still closed.
"Um, what is it?" I asked trying my hardest to be polite.
"Oh, it's your class ring. When I saw it I thought it might be his, but then I realized it was a little to feminine for him. Then I read your name on it and thought that he just hadn't given it back to you yet or something. So I figured, since I wasn't doing anything and Shane was out with his brother, that I'd bring it over." She held out her hand and I saw the silver band shine in the sun light. I stared at it angrily. He seemed so happy that I was letting him keep it. And if he didn't want it anymore, why didn't he give it back to me himself? Was he just that much of a bastard? I grabbed it out of her hand noticing that the chain he used to wear it on was no longer attached.
"Thanks," I replied through clenched teeth, holding it tightly in my hand, the metal growing warmer and warmer each minute it was there.
"No problem," she said continuing to smile. "Well, um, since I'm here and all, do you wanna get some coffee or something? Get to know each other a little better?"
"No, thanks, I've got some stuff I have to do," I answered growing madder.
"Oh, okay. Well, then, maybe some other time."
"Yeah, some other time."
"Okay, so, you have the ring now, I guess I'll go home. Um, bye," she said walking to her car. I closed the door immediately when she turned her back to me. I looked down at the ring in my hand and threw it at the wall.
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"Was there a reason you called me Shane?" I asked coolly holding the phone between my shoulder and ear, trying to put Witty back in his cage.
"Yeah there was. I don't want you to get mad at me or anything, but I think I lost your class ring. I went into the shower, leaving it on the dresser, then went to hang out with Mike, and when I came back it was gone."
"Oh, you think you lost it do you?!" I exclaimed angrily.
"Yeah, I mean, I don't know what else could have happened to it. I've looked all over the place for it."
"Well you obviously didn't want it anymore."
"What are you talking about? I always wore it. You know that!"
"Right Shane. As soon as Kim came into the picture you disposed of it. I know the truth Shane. If you didn't want it anymore, you could have given it back to me yourself."
"Casey, I was dating Kim when you said I could keep it. So I don't know what the hell you're talking about."
"Okay, sure."
"Case, what is goin on?! Do YOU know where my ring is?"
"Oh so all of a sudden it's YOUR ring?"
"No, well, yeah, I mean kiddo, you gave it to me."
"And you gave it back."
"I most certainly did not."
"Okay, so not you per say. But your lovely little girlfriend dropped it off."
"Kim was at your house?!"
"Yeah, yesterday. She gave me back MY ring. Said that you didn't want it anymore. And figured that you had just forgotten to like give it back to me."
"Casey, I never gave her permission to give it to you. I love that ring. I always wore it. I was devastated when I couldn't find it. You have to believe me. She must have just like gotten confused."
"So you didn't mean for it to be given back to me?"
"Hell no!"
"Oh, wow, do I feel like a freakin idiot."
"Don't it was just a misunderstanding."
"Well, do you want it back then?"
"I can have it back?!"
"Of course you can."
"I would love to have it back. Thanks Angel."
"Oh, did Kim do something for you?"
"Huh? Oh! No, she's not even here. She's out with some friends. Why?"
I smiled to myself and shook my head as I headed down the stairs to the living room. "No reason."
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A/N2: Wow, I like finished this in one sitting. Probably cause it's like midnite and my stupid mom has my blankets and pillows. She's freakin sleeping on them! UGH!! I would love to go to bed now. Lol Hope ya'll enjoyed this chapter. I'm just happy I finally updated. Lol I'll try to make sure that I don't get burned again so badly I can't even type. Lol
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"Jeff, that ring is beautiful!" Trish cried leaning over the open jewelry box.
"I know. It's simple yet elegant," Jeff smiled proudly snapping the box closed.
"So when are you doing it? Tonite?" she asked as they walked down the hall of the arena together.
"No, I've got a whole thing planned," he replied as Mark walked out of a locker room. "But before I do anything I have to speak to Mark first." He started to walk after him then turned abruptly, running back to Trish. "Trish, please don't tell anyone. I'm not asking for another month. So, do you think you can keep this quiet for that long?"
"Gee Jeff. I don't know. It's gonna be real tough," Trish replied sarcastically. Jeff's face fell, not catching the sarcasm. She laughed and kissed his cheek. "Jeff, no worries. I'll never tell."
Jeff shook his head and ran off to catch up with mark. "Mark, can I have a word with you?" Jeff asked tapping the large man's shoulder as he discussed his match with Kurt.
"Jeff, I was just about to go fine you," Mark said turning his back to Kurt. "Where's my daughter?"
"Oh, Casey's coming down with a cold so she's taking the nite off to relax. Rob's taking her place in the batch against Chris Benoit."
"Well, make sure you tell her to rest up," Mark grinned beginning to walk away.
"Wait, Mark, I wanted to discuss something very important with you."
"Alright, you've gotten my attention. It's about Casey isn't it?" Jeff nodded swallowing deeply at the tone of his voice. "What is wrong with my little girl?!"
"Mark, um, you you've got it all wrong. It's about our future."
"Meaning?"
"Meaning my future with Casey. You know how much I love her. I mean that's obvious. Everyone knows how much I love her."
"Son, get to the point cause I have a feeling I'm not gonna be liking you much longer."
"I wanted to do this the right way. To ask your permission first."
"Permission for what boy?!" Mark's tone was threatening and Jeff shook a little. Finally Jeff shook his head and looked up at Mark sternly.
"Mark, I already have the ring, but I still wanted this to be right. You are Casey's father. Have been since the beginning. I'd like your permission to ask her to marry me."
"Excuse me?"
"Please give me your permission to marry Casey."
Mark started laughing making Jeff wonder whether he should have asked or not. Suddenly Mark's large hand was on Jeff's shoulder. "Jeff, you're a good kid. And Casey loves you whole heartedly. I'm touched you'd ask me for her hand in marriage. I'd be proud to call you my son n' law."
"So is that a yes?!" Jeff exclaimed shocked.
"Of course Jeff. Anyone that makes my sweetheart so happy deserves her for their wife."
"Thank you so much Mark."
"When will this be going on?"
"Not for another month. It's going to be a huge surprise. I just wanted the man she looks up to the most to give me his blessing."
"Well, you certainly have it." Mark smiled slapping Jeff's arm roughly before walking away.
"That is one scary man," Jeff muttered scratching the back of his head with one hand while clutching the ring box with the other.
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"Are you sure you're feeling better?" Shane McMahon asked me as I stirred a cup of coffee. I sniffled a bit and looked up at him with red eyes and all.
"Yeah, sure," I sighed taking a sip. I zipped up my hoodie and pulled the hood over my head. "It's a little cold in this arena though."
Shane looked down at himself, noting the white wife beater and khaki shorts. He shook his head, beads of sweat sliding down his face. "Um, Case, it's like 80 degrees in this place."
"Nah, can't be. I'm freezing," I replied letting out a deep cough.
"That doesn't sound healthy killer," Chris said as he and Jay approached the coffee table.
"You should have heard her yesterday. I sat and played cards with her last nite while you all were working the house show. I thought she was going to die at one point. Scared the shit out of me," Jay shook his head.
"I'm fine you guys," I said before sneezing a sneeze that was so big I spilled my coffee on the floor. "Damn it!"
"Casey, I think we should take you out of the line up tonite. I really don't think you're up to wrestling tonite. We can tweak things," Shane said fixing me another cup.
"No, Shane, really, I can wrestle," I insisted trying to breathe out my nose. "Okay, nose, clogged. What can I take?"
"Case, by the time any medicine works, RAW will be over," Chris said. "I agree with Shane-O. I think you should just go back to the hotel and rest."
"I think I owe it to my fans to be on tonite," I sighed tiredly.
"Alright, what if you just walk down with Shane and Jeff for their tag title match tonite? And then we'll just put Rob against Chris again," Shane said as I took the coffee from him.
"Alright, I suppose that'll be okay," I yawned. I turned and walked down the hall sipping my coffee.
"Um, Casey!" Jay called to me. I turned around and stared at him. "The locker room is that way sweetie." He pointed in the other direction as I rolled my eyes and continued my walk in the other direction.
"You don't look too well Case," Andrew said as I walked by him and Randy.
"Yes, I know. I feel about as well as I look," I replied continuing by. Randy grabbed my arm gently and turned me to face him.
"Are you alright?" he asked.
"Yeah, I mean I can't breathe and I feel like crap but all in all I'm fine," I smiled.
"No, I don't think you are. Do you need help or anything?" he asked.
"No, Randy, but thanks. I'll be fine." I walked into the locker room and collapsed on the bench.
"So what did you and Jeff do last nite for Valentine's Day?" Trish asked as she put my hair up for me.
"Slept," I replied.
"Ah, I see." Without looking at her I could tell she was giving me one of her little smirks.
"No, Trish. I was asleep and he was asleep. To tell ya the truth, I didn't even realize that it was Valentine's Day. And knowing him, he didn't remember either," I laughed.
"Oh, well, um, okay."
"You know Jeff well enough to know that dates like this don't mean much to him."
"And that doesn't bother you after having someone like Shane who lives for these kinds of days?"
"No, it really doesn't. In a way it's kind of a relief. I mean it was great to have Shane do such elaborate stuff on days like that, but it had a tendency to be too much. And Jeff is just sweet all the time. He gets me all kinds of little things. Like he'll get me cute little things out of vending machines, like he got me a little plastic ring the other day. I put it on a chain and wear it. He does sweet things like that. That's better than goin all out on one specific day."
"Well, I heard Kim was with Shane last nite. Like I guess he made a big deal after the show."
"Well good for her," I said coldly.
"You don't like her, do you?"
"No, not especially," I sighed.
"You don't know her Case."
"I know Trish. But I still don't like her."
"Casey, you ready?" Jeff asked stepping into the locker room. I nodded and slowly stood only to start a sneezing fit. He shook his head and wrapped his arm around my waist. I shivered at his touch as his hand hit my bare stomach. "Are you sure you're up to this?"
"Yeah, I'll be fine. All I have to do is pound on the apron and look pretty," I said trying to smile as we met Shane behind the curtain.
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"So where's Case?" Matt asked opening the hotel door for his little brother.
"Packing. I think her cold is just getting worse. She slept like all day. And she keeps sounding worse and worse. Goin home for 4 days will hopefully help. I think Shane, Case, and I really need this break," Jeff said sitting on the bed.
"Yeah, she needs the rest. So what's up?" Matt asked.
"Well, I'm afraid that she'll find the ring if I take it home with me. Will you keep it until I ask you for it?"
"Yeah, of course. Have you told Amy about it?" Matt asked as Jeff handed him the ring box. Matt slipped it into a zippered compartment in his suit case.
"No, I don't think it's such a good idea. Let at least one of her friends be surprised," Jeff laughed. "Besides, I think Amy'll like the surprise more than anyone else."
"Yeah, probably," Matt chuckled.
"Well, thanks. I'd better get back before she wonders where I've gone." Jeff stood and waved to Matt before leaving the room.
The whole flight home I slept. Jeff was right about my cold, it was getting worse. I think I had every type of cold medicine possible in me and still I was sick. The moment we had gotten home I hit the bed. I just couldn't get enough sleep, which was probably the drugs' fault. But by the next morning I was up and feeling a 100% better.
"Baby, I'm going to help Dad get his new couch," Jeff called to me in living room from the doorway.
"Okay, love you!" I yelled to him as I watched Dr. Phill. I heard the door shut and him drive away in his new pick up.
That afternoon I was working on the website on my lap top with Marilyn Manson blaring in the background. I was in the middle of loading some pictures when I heard a knock on the door. I looked over the couch and out the window, seeing an unfamiliar car parked in the drive way. I wasn't dressed to be entertaining any guests, wearing only a pair of lounge pants and a tank top. My hair was up in a messy ponytail and I wore my glasses, too lazy to put in my contacts. I figured it was just a bunch of fans trying to meet Jeff or myself, but deep in the back of my mind I knew it wasn't. I closed my lap top and placed it on the end table before getting up. I opened the door coming face to face with the person I had no intentions of ever seeing again.
"Hi Case," she said sweetly as her wavy brown hair blew gently in front of her lightly tanned face, obviously putting Shane's tanning bed to good use.
"Kim, um, hi," I stumbled as I stared at her.
"I heard you weren't feeling well?" she said.
"Yeah, I'm much better now."
"Oh, well, that's good. Um, I actually came here to give something back to you," she said looking down at her feet.
'Like Shane?' I thought to myself. "Oh? What?" I asked.
"Well, I saw this laying on Shane's dresser while he was in the shower earlier and figured you'd want it back. I mean it is yours. I'm sure he has no use for it anymore," she smiled up at me as she held out her hand, still closed.
"Um, what is it?" I asked trying my hardest to be polite.
"Oh, it's your class ring. When I saw it I thought it might be his, but then I realized it was a little to feminine for him. Then I read your name on it and thought that he just hadn't given it back to you yet or something. So I figured, since I wasn't doing anything and Shane was out with his brother, that I'd bring it over." She held out her hand and I saw the silver band shine in the sun light. I stared at it angrily. He seemed so happy that I was letting him keep it. And if he didn't want it anymore, why didn't he give it back to me himself? Was he just that much of a bastard? I grabbed it out of her hand noticing that the chain he used to wear it on was no longer attached.
"Thanks," I replied through clenched teeth, holding it tightly in my hand, the metal growing warmer and warmer each minute it was there.
"No problem," she said continuing to smile. "Well, um, since I'm here and all, do you wanna get some coffee or something? Get to know each other a little better?"
"No, thanks, I've got some stuff I have to do," I answered growing madder.
"Oh, okay. Well, then, maybe some other time."
"Yeah, some other time."
"Okay, so, you have the ring now, I guess I'll go home. Um, bye," she said walking to her car. I closed the door immediately when she turned her back to me. I looked down at the ring in my hand and threw it at the wall.
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"Was there a reason you called me Shane?" I asked coolly holding the phone between my shoulder and ear, trying to put Witty back in his cage.
"Yeah there was. I don't want you to get mad at me or anything, but I think I lost your class ring. I went into the shower, leaving it on the dresser, then went to hang out with Mike, and when I came back it was gone."
"Oh, you think you lost it do you?!" I exclaimed angrily.
"Yeah, I mean, I don't know what else could have happened to it. I've looked all over the place for it."
"Well you obviously didn't want it anymore."
"What are you talking about? I always wore it. You know that!"
"Right Shane. As soon as Kim came into the picture you disposed of it. I know the truth Shane. If you didn't want it anymore, you could have given it back to me yourself."
"Casey, I was dating Kim when you said I could keep it. So I don't know what the hell you're talking about."
"Okay, sure."
"Case, what is goin on?! Do YOU know where my ring is?"
"Oh so all of a sudden it's YOUR ring?"
"No, well, yeah, I mean kiddo, you gave it to me."
"And you gave it back."
"I most certainly did not."
"Okay, so not you per say. But your lovely little girlfriend dropped it off."
"Kim was at your house?!"
"Yeah, yesterday. She gave me back MY ring. Said that you didn't want it anymore. And figured that you had just forgotten to like give it back to me."
"Casey, I never gave her permission to give it to you. I love that ring. I always wore it. I was devastated when I couldn't find it. You have to believe me. She must have just like gotten confused."
"So you didn't mean for it to be given back to me?"
"Hell no!"
"Oh, wow, do I feel like a freakin idiot."
"Don't it was just a misunderstanding."
"Well, do you want it back then?"
"I can have it back?!"
"Of course you can."
"I would love to have it back. Thanks Angel."
"Oh, did Kim do something for you?"
"Huh? Oh! No, she's not even here. She's out with some friends. Why?"
I smiled to myself and shook my head as I headed down the stairs to the living room. "No reason."
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A/N2: Wow, I like finished this in one sitting. Probably cause it's like midnite and my stupid mom has my blankets and pillows. She's freakin sleeping on them! UGH!! I would love to go to bed now. Lol Hope ya'll enjoyed this chapter. I'm just happy I finally updated. Lol I'll try to make sure that I don't get burned again so badly I can't even type. Lol
