Author's Note: I don't own anything except for the character of Skye Alexander and her family and friends. The wrestlers own themselves and Vince McMahon owns the WWE. I don't own any music mentioned in this either. The artists own it and yadi-yada. The cat named Snicklefritz is from 'Big Comfy Couch'. Nickelodeon owns Spongebob! And I don't own anything so I won't make this long. I just need to say that I'm doing this for fun! Yeah, yeah. You've probably heard that speech a million times so, I'll shut up now and proceed with the story. This chapter is more like a songfic. =)
*How the hell did we wind up like this?
Why weren't we able?
To see the signs that we missed,
And try to turn the tables?*
It was another day at Vincent K. McMahon High and the students were just getting off the bus. Jeff didn't take the bus, he got a ride with his older brother Matt. But, when Skye stepped off of the bus, Jeff was there to greet her. That day, he was wearing a red t-shirt that had the words "Not Here" across the front in black and a pair of black baggy jeans. Skye was dressed in a black hoodie and a pair of blue cargos. The two said their hellos and began to walk into the school together. Randy Orton had stepped off the bus and was watching them. He felt a flow of jealously going through his body as he witnessed the two laughing and having fun. 'That should be me' Randy thought, as he caught up with his friends who were walking in also.
*I wish you'd unclench your fists,
And unpack your suitcase,
Lately there's been too much of this,
Dont think its too late.*
As Skye waited for Jeff at his locker while he was gathering his books, Randy Orton and his friends walked by them. They stared each other down, especially Billy Kidman and Skye. Skye took her hazel eyes off of Billy for a moment to stare at Randy. He looked at her for a second and she could see the sorrow in his eyes. But, she brushed it off and turned to Jeff, who had just closed his locker. The two friends walked off, leaving Randy in the dust. But, he didn't show it one bit. Orton was in the back of the group, but Hunter had stopped to wait for him. "Hey man. Why are you so quiet this morning? Have you seen the outfit that Stacy's wearing? Damn, those legs are hot! And you haven't even made a remark about it." Hunter brought up, as Randy looked at Stacy Keibler who was wearing a black mini-skirt and a blue tank top.
"Yeah, she's fine." He said, just so Hunter would get off his back. Triple H smiled, and Randy returned it, except his was weak. Randy really wasn't into the whole a lot of skin showing, it made some girls look too trashy. Stacy Keibler may of had the body for it but, she was showing too much. The two walked on, catching up with the group.
A few minutes later, the bell rang and it was time for Math. Randy walked in, to see Skye already seated in the back. He began walking in her direction but then noticed the scowl on her face and the anger in her eyes. Randy quickly turned a different direction and took a seat in the front, next to the pyschotic Victoria. She gave him an evil smile as he looked at her weirdly and turned back to look at Skye.
*Nothing's wrong,
Just as long as,
You know that someday I will.*
Skye had stopped looking at Randy as the bell rang. She pretended to concentrate on the tiny doodles on her binder as Mr. Richards walked in. He saw Skye in her seat. "Well, it looks like you've decided to join us, Skye!" He exclaimed, as Victoria was the only one who laughed. The school year had barely started and the phrase was getting old already.
"Yes, Mr. Richards. I've come to class." She answered, her voice very monotone. Before she looked down again, she shot Randy Orton another mean glare. Inside, his heart fell.
"Good morning, Victoria!" Mr. Richards greeted, as the other students made disgusted faces.
"Good morning, Mr. Richards!" Victoria said, in a cheery tone. Spike Dudley, a very small boy who sat in the middle row made a puking motion with his hands and mouth, getting a couple laughs. Mr. Richards looked at him and everybody stopped laughing. The lessons began. In the middle of class, Randy got up to go sharpen his pencil. That meant walking pass Skye. He made his way to the sharpener in the back, walking by Skye's desk. She ignored him as he looked at her as he got behind her. His eyes dropped as he saw that she didn't care about him.
*Someday, somehow,
Gonna make it all right but not right now,
I know you're wondering when,
(You're the only one who knows that)
Someday, somehow
Gonna make it all right but not right now
I know you're wondering when...*
Randy took his time sharpening his pencil. He ended up sharpening it to a little nub. Skye turned around in her seat, her eyes hitting him like sharp daggers. "Could you finish sharpening your pencil? That sound is pissing me off!" She said to him, as cold as she could be.
"Sorry." He replied, quietly. He took his pencil out of the sharpener and walked back to his seat. He truly was sorry but, she didn't believe him. And he couldn't make it seem real because he was always acting like a jerk. But, Randy Orton was afraid that his friends would drop him in a second if they had ever found out that he liked Skye Alexander. The class dragged on and soon, it was over. Skye leaped out of her seat and rushed out of the classroom. Randy got up and began rushing out also. Soon, the whole classroom was cleared. Except for Victoria. Mr. Richards shut the door behind the last student and the two were alone.
Skye was heading to her locker to pick up her gym strip. Randy followed her, keeping a good distance behind because he didn't want her to find out that she was being followed. Skye grabbed her clothes and hurried into the girl's locker room, as Shane McMahon pulled Randy over to the side and the two began chatting about football. Shane babbled on and on, while the two walked down the hallways, as Randy looked over at the door of the girl's locker room.
This time, Skye had a running partner. Jeff Hardy. The two ran together, until Jeff's class was called in. Skye was in a better mood this time, and she had finished her four laps in tweleve minutes.
After Gym, it was lunch time and Skye was walking out of the locker room. As she was walking out, she collided with Randy Orton. The two just stood there for a second, looking at each other.
*Well I hoped that since we're here anyway,
We could end up saying,
Things we've always needed to say,
So we could end up stringing,
Now the story's played out like this,
Just like a paperback novel,
Lets rewrite an ending that fits,
Instead of a hollywood horror.*
Randy opened his mouth to speak when Skye just put her hand to his face and walked off. Randy turned around and walked in a different direction, mad because she didn't let him speak. The hallways were practically empty, with Skye and Randy walking in different directions in the hall. Suddenly, there was laughter and Randy turned around. There, Billy Kidman and The Rock were, bugging Skye Alexander. Billy began to shove her around and call her names, as Dwayne Johnson stood and laughed. Billy shoved Skye into the lockers, causing it to make a loud bang. "Hey freak-a-rella! How's it going?" Billy teased, as she began clenching her fists.
"Shut up, Kidman!" She said, putting her fists up.
"Oh, now you want to fight? I'm on the football team, girl. You don't want to mess with me."
"I don't want to mess with a dumbass? Who made that law?" She asked, as both Dwayne and Billy went silent. Dwayne then proceeded to shout,
"GET HER!" and Billy Kidman went to punch Skye Alexander but, she ducked and his fist hit the locker. He held his fist in pain as Skye tackled him down to the floor and the two began to scrap. Billy was getting the better of Skye at the moment, as Randy Orton just watched. Nobody had saw him. Jeff Hardy came out of the cafeteria to catch the fight. He ran to pull Billy off of his friend but, was stopped by Dwayne Johnson. Dwayne punched Jeff and the two of them began to go at it. The doors of the cafeteria swung open and soon, the whole football team was beating up Skye and Jeff. It went on for another five minutes, with Skye and Jeff getting a few hits here and there. It stopped when the janitor, Mr. Saturn and his pal Moppy broke everybody up. Skye leaned against the lockers, battered and bruised. She had a black eye and a busted up lip. Jeff had no marks, he had just hurt his arm. Skye could hardly see out of her right eye but, she did see one thing. Randy Orton standing there, watching it all.
*Nothing's wrong,
Just as long as,
You know that someday I will,
Someday, somehow,
Gonna make it all right but not right now,
I know you're wondering when,
(You're the only one who knows that)
Someday, somehow,
Gonna make it all right but not right now,
I know you're wondering when,
(You're the only one who knows that)*
Skye Alexander shook her head in disgust as Jeff Hardy helped her up. He helped her over to the school nurse, Ms. Garcia. As they were walking to the nurse's office, they passed Randy Orton. Jeff shot him an evil glare as the two walked by. Randy watched as Skye limped to the nurse's office. He felt bad. Horrible. He can't believe that he just stood there and watched. Furious, he punched the lockers. His knuckles began to bleed. At first, he had thought of heading over to the nurse but then he remembered that Jeff and Skye would be there. Randy couldn't face her at the moment. He felt like crap for what he did. So, he headed to the boys' bathroom and washed up. After washing up, he walked in the hallways, alone. As he walked, all he could think about was how much of an asshole he was to Skye.
*How the hell did we wind up like this?
Why weren't we able?
To see the signs that we missed,
And try to turn the tables?
Now the story's played out like this,
Just like a paperback novel,
Lets rewrite an ending that fits,
Instead of a hollywood horror...*
The day continued on, and Randy had last period Science with Skye. He walked into the classroom and Skye was nowhere to be found. Right when he walked in, everybody was already talking about the fight. Christain, a sophmore that was very conceited approached Randy. "Hey, Orton! Did you see the fight that went on between the football players and those two reekazoids, Skye and Jeff? They so totally reeked of deserving-ness!" He exclaimed, as Randy nodded.
"Yeah..." Orton trailed off, taking his seat. The bell rang and Mr. Coachman was going to start the class but, the door opened. And in walked a bruised Skye Alexander. The students automatically began to whisper about her as she took her seat in the back. Mr. Coachman looked at her, wanting to know why she was like that but, he brushed it off and began class. Randy looked back at her. Even though one eye was practically shut from taking a fatal blow from Billy Kidman, he could still see the hate for him in them. Randy sunk lower into his seat.
*Nothing's wrong,
Just as long as,
You know that someday I will...
Someday, somehow,
Gonna make it all right but not right now,
I know you're wondering when,
(You're the only one who knows that)
Someday, somehow,
Gonna make it all right but not right now,
I know you're wondering when,
(You're the only one who knows that)
I know you're wondering when,
(You're the only one who knows that)
I know you're wondering when.*
*How the hell did we wind up like this?
Why weren't we able?
To see the signs that we missed,
And try to turn the tables?*
It was another day at Vincent K. McMahon High and the students were just getting off the bus. Jeff didn't take the bus, he got a ride with his older brother Matt. But, when Skye stepped off of the bus, Jeff was there to greet her. That day, he was wearing a red t-shirt that had the words "Not Here" across the front in black and a pair of black baggy jeans. Skye was dressed in a black hoodie and a pair of blue cargos. The two said their hellos and began to walk into the school together. Randy Orton had stepped off the bus and was watching them. He felt a flow of jealously going through his body as he witnessed the two laughing and having fun. 'That should be me' Randy thought, as he caught up with his friends who were walking in also.
*I wish you'd unclench your fists,
And unpack your suitcase,
Lately there's been too much of this,
Dont think its too late.*
As Skye waited for Jeff at his locker while he was gathering his books, Randy Orton and his friends walked by them. They stared each other down, especially Billy Kidman and Skye. Skye took her hazel eyes off of Billy for a moment to stare at Randy. He looked at her for a second and she could see the sorrow in his eyes. But, she brushed it off and turned to Jeff, who had just closed his locker. The two friends walked off, leaving Randy in the dust. But, he didn't show it one bit. Orton was in the back of the group, but Hunter had stopped to wait for him. "Hey man. Why are you so quiet this morning? Have you seen the outfit that Stacy's wearing? Damn, those legs are hot! And you haven't even made a remark about it." Hunter brought up, as Randy looked at Stacy Keibler who was wearing a black mini-skirt and a blue tank top.
"Yeah, she's fine." He said, just so Hunter would get off his back. Triple H smiled, and Randy returned it, except his was weak. Randy really wasn't into the whole a lot of skin showing, it made some girls look too trashy. Stacy Keibler may of had the body for it but, she was showing too much. The two walked on, catching up with the group.
A few minutes later, the bell rang and it was time for Math. Randy walked in, to see Skye already seated in the back. He began walking in her direction but then noticed the scowl on her face and the anger in her eyes. Randy quickly turned a different direction and took a seat in the front, next to the pyschotic Victoria. She gave him an evil smile as he looked at her weirdly and turned back to look at Skye.
*Nothing's wrong,
Just as long as,
You know that someday I will.*
Skye had stopped looking at Randy as the bell rang. She pretended to concentrate on the tiny doodles on her binder as Mr. Richards walked in. He saw Skye in her seat. "Well, it looks like you've decided to join us, Skye!" He exclaimed, as Victoria was the only one who laughed. The school year had barely started and the phrase was getting old already.
"Yes, Mr. Richards. I've come to class." She answered, her voice very monotone. Before she looked down again, she shot Randy Orton another mean glare. Inside, his heart fell.
"Good morning, Victoria!" Mr. Richards greeted, as the other students made disgusted faces.
"Good morning, Mr. Richards!" Victoria said, in a cheery tone. Spike Dudley, a very small boy who sat in the middle row made a puking motion with his hands and mouth, getting a couple laughs. Mr. Richards looked at him and everybody stopped laughing. The lessons began. In the middle of class, Randy got up to go sharpen his pencil. That meant walking pass Skye. He made his way to the sharpener in the back, walking by Skye's desk. She ignored him as he looked at her as he got behind her. His eyes dropped as he saw that she didn't care about him.
*Someday, somehow,
Gonna make it all right but not right now,
I know you're wondering when,
(You're the only one who knows that)
Someday, somehow
Gonna make it all right but not right now
I know you're wondering when...*
Randy took his time sharpening his pencil. He ended up sharpening it to a little nub. Skye turned around in her seat, her eyes hitting him like sharp daggers. "Could you finish sharpening your pencil? That sound is pissing me off!" She said to him, as cold as she could be.
"Sorry." He replied, quietly. He took his pencil out of the sharpener and walked back to his seat. He truly was sorry but, she didn't believe him. And he couldn't make it seem real because he was always acting like a jerk. But, Randy Orton was afraid that his friends would drop him in a second if they had ever found out that he liked Skye Alexander. The class dragged on and soon, it was over. Skye leaped out of her seat and rushed out of the classroom. Randy got up and began rushing out also. Soon, the whole classroom was cleared. Except for Victoria. Mr. Richards shut the door behind the last student and the two were alone.
Skye was heading to her locker to pick up her gym strip. Randy followed her, keeping a good distance behind because he didn't want her to find out that she was being followed. Skye grabbed her clothes and hurried into the girl's locker room, as Shane McMahon pulled Randy over to the side and the two began chatting about football. Shane babbled on and on, while the two walked down the hallways, as Randy looked over at the door of the girl's locker room.
This time, Skye had a running partner. Jeff Hardy. The two ran together, until Jeff's class was called in. Skye was in a better mood this time, and she had finished her four laps in tweleve minutes.
After Gym, it was lunch time and Skye was walking out of the locker room. As she was walking out, she collided with Randy Orton. The two just stood there for a second, looking at each other.
*Well I hoped that since we're here anyway,
We could end up saying,
Things we've always needed to say,
So we could end up stringing,
Now the story's played out like this,
Just like a paperback novel,
Lets rewrite an ending that fits,
Instead of a hollywood horror.*
Randy opened his mouth to speak when Skye just put her hand to his face and walked off. Randy turned around and walked in a different direction, mad because she didn't let him speak. The hallways were practically empty, with Skye and Randy walking in different directions in the hall. Suddenly, there was laughter and Randy turned around. There, Billy Kidman and The Rock were, bugging Skye Alexander. Billy began to shove her around and call her names, as Dwayne Johnson stood and laughed. Billy shoved Skye into the lockers, causing it to make a loud bang. "Hey freak-a-rella! How's it going?" Billy teased, as she began clenching her fists.
"Shut up, Kidman!" She said, putting her fists up.
"Oh, now you want to fight? I'm on the football team, girl. You don't want to mess with me."
"I don't want to mess with a dumbass? Who made that law?" She asked, as both Dwayne and Billy went silent. Dwayne then proceeded to shout,
"GET HER!" and Billy Kidman went to punch Skye Alexander but, she ducked and his fist hit the locker. He held his fist in pain as Skye tackled him down to the floor and the two began to scrap. Billy was getting the better of Skye at the moment, as Randy Orton just watched. Nobody had saw him. Jeff Hardy came out of the cafeteria to catch the fight. He ran to pull Billy off of his friend but, was stopped by Dwayne Johnson. Dwayne punched Jeff and the two of them began to go at it. The doors of the cafeteria swung open and soon, the whole football team was beating up Skye and Jeff. It went on for another five minutes, with Skye and Jeff getting a few hits here and there. It stopped when the janitor, Mr. Saturn and his pal Moppy broke everybody up. Skye leaned against the lockers, battered and bruised. She had a black eye and a busted up lip. Jeff had no marks, he had just hurt his arm. Skye could hardly see out of her right eye but, she did see one thing. Randy Orton standing there, watching it all.
*Nothing's wrong,
Just as long as,
You know that someday I will,
Someday, somehow,
Gonna make it all right but not right now,
I know you're wondering when,
(You're the only one who knows that)
Someday, somehow,
Gonna make it all right but not right now,
I know you're wondering when,
(You're the only one who knows that)*
Skye Alexander shook her head in disgust as Jeff Hardy helped her up. He helped her over to the school nurse, Ms. Garcia. As they were walking to the nurse's office, they passed Randy Orton. Jeff shot him an evil glare as the two walked by. Randy watched as Skye limped to the nurse's office. He felt bad. Horrible. He can't believe that he just stood there and watched. Furious, he punched the lockers. His knuckles began to bleed. At first, he had thought of heading over to the nurse but then he remembered that Jeff and Skye would be there. Randy couldn't face her at the moment. He felt like crap for what he did. So, he headed to the boys' bathroom and washed up. After washing up, he walked in the hallways, alone. As he walked, all he could think about was how much of an asshole he was to Skye.
*How the hell did we wind up like this?
Why weren't we able?
To see the signs that we missed,
And try to turn the tables?
Now the story's played out like this,
Just like a paperback novel,
Lets rewrite an ending that fits,
Instead of a hollywood horror...*
The day continued on, and Randy had last period Science with Skye. He walked into the classroom and Skye was nowhere to be found. Right when he walked in, everybody was already talking about the fight. Christain, a sophmore that was very conceited approached Randy. "Hey, Orton! Did you see the fight that went on between the football players and those two reekazoids, Skye and Jeff? They so totally reeked of deserving-ness!" He exclaimed, as Randy nodded.
"Yeah..." Orton trailed off, taking his seat. The bell rang and Mr. Coachman was going to start the class but, the door opened. And in walked a bruised Skye Alexander. The students automatically began to whisper about her as she took her seat in the back. Mr. Coachman looked at her, wanting to know why she was like that but, he brushed it off and began class. Randy looked back at her. Even though one eye was practically shut from taking a fatal blow from Billy Kidman, he could still see the hate for him in them. Randy sunk lower into his seat.
*Nothing's wrong,
Just as long as,
You know that someday I will...
Someday, somehow,
Gonna make it all right but not right now,
I know you're wondering when,
(You're the only one who knows that)
Someday, somehow,
Gonna make it all right but not right now,
I know you're wondering when,
(You're the only one who knows that)
I know you're wondering when,
(You're the only one who knows that)
I know you're wondering when.*