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.
It was finally the weekend, the best time of the week for everybody. A bunch of students had decided to go hang out at the Vincent K. McMahon Center, which was a place where you could play basketball in one gym, volleyball in the other and there was also a workout room. The numerous amount of students included Lita, Trish Stratus, Matt Hardy, Jeff Hardy, Randy Orton, Hunter Helmsely and Ric Flair. Lita, Trish, Matt and Jeff were all sitting on the bleachers, talking whilst Randy, Hunter and Ric were playing basketball. Jeff had constant staring contests with the boys playing basketball. Matt, Lita and Trish just ignored it all because they didn't want to get involved with what was going on. Jeff was fine now, since it had been two days since the fight on Wednesday. Skye still had a black eye but, it was healing. Her lip was still busted up but, it had stopped swelling and was shrinking from its practically golf ball size.
Randy, Hunter and Ric were all surrounding the net, getting ready to play P-I-G. Hunter had the ball, dribbled it a few times and then went for the shot. The ball hit the back board and then went in. He pumped his fist and the game resumed. The boys were mid-way, with Ric at P, Hunter at P-I and Randy also at P-I. It was his turn to shoot again. If he missed it, he'd be a pig and out of the game. Just as Orton was about to shoot, the door of the gym opened, making a creaking noise. "Skye!" was shouted from Jeff Hardy, just when Randy had shot the ball. Hearing her name, he lost concentration and it ended up to be an airball. P-I-G. Randy Orton was out of the game. Ric and Hunter laughed.
"Pig!" They both shouted in unison, as Randy rolled his eyes.
"Shut up, guys. I'm going to sit down." He told them, walking over to the bleachers and taking a seat in the front row. Skye walked pass him, climbing up the seats to the top row, where Jeff and the others were sitting. Skye was dressed in a white tank top with a red fishnet longsleeved that had thumb holes on it and a pair of black jeans. She was also wearing black and white Converse high tops. Skye shot Randy a dirty look before reaching Jeff, Matt, Trish and Lita. Randy watched Skye as she approached the people and then looked back to Hunter and Ric, who were still playing P-I-G. Ric and Hunter were now tied at P-I. Skye began conversing with Jeff and his friends, when Ric and Hunter spotted her, standing on the bleachers. They paused their game and waved Randy over. Randy walked over and the three began whispering.
"I know that you just got here, Skye but, I've got to go. I'm going to go pick up Shannon and then he's going to get me a couple things at the mall. It was nice talking to you though!" Matt explained.
"It was nice talking to you too. Bye!"
"We're going too!" chimed in Lita and Trish. The three of them waved bye to Jeff and Skye. They were walking down the bleachers, heading out the door when Hunter laughed. Ric had the basketball in his hands. He gave it a hard throw, and it went long enough to hit Skye Alexander in the back, making her lose her balance. She fell backwards, falling down the bleachers. Ric and Hunter were both laughing hysterically as Matt, Trish and Lita spotted Skye coming down and ran over to her. Jeff jumped down from the top bleacher to the bottom, where Skye had landed on her back.
"Skye!" He shouted as he landed.
"Are you alright?" Lita asked, as Trish cringed. Matt stared at Hunter and Ric, who were laughing. Randy was just silent. Skye shook her head as Matt and Jeff began to help her up.
"Those bastards." Matt muttered, as Skye got to her feet. She held her back, as the basketball came rolling down the bleachers and hit her in the shin. It then bounced off over to Ric, who picked it up.
"Ouch!" She cried, holding her shin. Jeff sat her down and then marched over to Ric and his posse, while Trish and the others consoled Skye.
"Hey!" Jeff shouted, getting in Ric's face.
"Hey!" Ric mimicked, causing Hunter to laugh. Jeff shoved Flair, causing him to stumble back a few steps.
"Do you have any idea how mean that is? She could've gotten seriously injured!"
"That's our point, dumbass." Hunter told him, rolling his eyes. Jeff gave Hunter a glare.
"What the hell is your problem? You don't just do that to a person! Asshole!" Jeff shouted, causing Hunter and Ric to get fired up.
"Listen, loser! Don't call Hunter an asshole!" Ric said, defending his buddy. Jeff stared at all three of them, as Randy began to look away and up at the gym's ceiling.
"I'm not only calling Hunter an asshole. I'm calling all three of you assholes. You deserve it. But, Skye doesn't deserve to be treated like that. She's my friend and she deserves to be treated with respect." That only caused Ric to jump on Jeff, and the two began to scrap. Hunter joined in, kicking Jeff Hardy a few times. Matt ran in and pulled Jeff away from Ric and Hunter.
"Jeff! Settle down!" Matt exclaimed, pushing Jeff towards the bleachers a tiny bit. Jeff walked back and sat beside Skye. He placed his arm around her and she leaned her head on his shoulder. Inside, Randy was green with envy. He just looked up at the ceiling again, as Ric and Hunter turned to leave. As they were walking out the doors, Hunter turned around to see Randy looking at the ceiling, and once every few seconds looking at Skye.
"Orton! Let's go!" Triple H called, as Randy snapped back into reality and saw that his two friends were waiting for him. He jogged over to the door and walked out with them.
Meanwhile, Trish, Lita and Matt had left out the other doors to go pick up Shannon. Jeff and Skye were alone. Jeff still had his arm around Skye, as for she was crying.
"Why do they have to be so mean?" She asked, so quiet that he could hardly hear it.
"Because they have nothing better to do. Don't worry, Skye. They're nothing but jerks to people like you and me." Jeff replied, stroking her hair.
"I don't understand though. I never do anything to them unless they do something to me first. They're always up in my face. I hate it. Nobody likes me." She stated, wiping the tears that were sliding down her cheek.
"I like you." He told her, as she looked up at him. "I love you." Jeff Hardy said, as Skye just looked at him, amazed. Caught up in the moment, Jeff leaned into Skye. Skye leaned into Jeff. And their lips touched. They kissed for awhile.
While they were kissing, they didn't hear the doors open. Randy had walked back in, because he forgot something on the bleachers. "I just came back to get my jack--..." He couldn't even finish his sentence because he was cut off by seeing Jeff Hardy and Skye Alexander kiss.
Author's Note2: OOOOOOOOH! Review to see what happens next!
It was finally the weekend, the best time of the week for everybody. A bunch of students had decided to go hang out at the Vincent K. McMahon Center, which was a place where you could play basketball in one gym, volleyball in the other and there was also a workout room. The numerous amount of students included Lita, Trish Stratus, Matt Hardy, Jeff Hardy, Randy Orton, Hunter Helmsely and Ric Flair. Lita, Trish, Matt and Jeff were all sitting on the bleachers, talking whilst Randy, Hunter and Ric were playing basketball. Jeff had constant staring contests with the boys playing basketball. Matt, Lita and Trish just ignored it all because they didn't want to get involved with what was going on. Jeff was fine now, since it had been two days since the fight on Wednesday. Skye still had a black eye but, it was healing. Her lip was still busted up but, it had stopped swelling and was shrinking from its practically golf ball size.
Randy, Hunter and Ric were all surrounding the net, getting ready to play P-I-G. Hunter had the ball, dribbled it a few times and then went for the shot. The ball hit the back board and then went in. He pumped his fist and the game resumed. The boys were mid-way, with Ric at P, Hunter at P-I and Randy also at P-I. It was his turn to shoot again. If he missed it, he'd be a pig and out of the game. Just as Orton was about to shoot, the door of the gym opened, making a creaking noise. "Skye!" was shouted from Jeff Hardy, just when Randy had shot the ball. Hearing her name, he lost concentration and it ended up to be an airball. P-I-G. Randy Orton was out of the game. Ric and Hunter laughed.
"Pig!" They both shouted in unison, as Randy rolled his eyes.
"Shut up, guys. I'm going to sit down." He told them, walking over to the bleachers and taking a seat in the front row. Skye walked pass him, climbing up the seats to the top row, where Jeff and the others were sitting. Skye was dressed in a white tank top with a red fishnet longsleeved that had thumb holes on it and a pair of black jeans. She was also wearing black and white Converse high tops. Skye shot Randy a dirty look before reaching Jeff, Matt, Trish and Lita. Randy watched Skye as she approached the people and then looked back to Hunter and Ric, who were still playing P-I-G. Ric and Hunter were now tied at P-I. Skye began conversing with Jeff and his friends, when Ric and Hunter spotted her, standing on the bleachers. They paused their game and waved Randy over. Randy walked over and the three began whispering.
"I know that you just got here, Skye but, I've got to go. I'm going to go pick up Shannon and then he's going to get me a couple things at the mall. It was nice talking to you though!" Matt explained.
"It was nice talking to you too. Bye!"
"We're going too!" chimed in Lita and Trish. The three of them waved bye to Jeff and Skye. They were walking down the bleachers, heading out the door when Hunter laughed. Ric had the basketball in his hands. He gave it a hard throw, and it went long enough to hit Skye Alexander in the back, making her lose her balance. She fell backwards, falling down the bleachers. Ric and Hunter were both laughing hysterically as Matt, Trish and Lita spotted Skye coming down and ran over to her. Jeff jumped down from the top bleacher to the bottom, where Skye had landed on her back.
"Skye!" He shouted as he landed.
"Are you alright?" Lita asked, as Trish cringed. Matt stared at Hunter and Ric, who were laughing. Randy was just silent. Skye shook her head as Matt and Jeff began to help her up.
"Those bastards." Matt muttered, as Skye got to her feet. She held her back, as the basketball came rolling down the bleachers and hit her in the shin. It then bounced off over to Ric, who picked it up.
"Ouch!" She cried, holding her shin. Jeff sat her down and then marched over to Ric and his posse, while Trish and the others consoled Skye.
"Hey!" Jeff shouted, getting in Ric's face.
"Hey!" Ric mimicked, causing Hunter to laugh. Jeff shoved Flair, causing him to stumble back a few steps.
"Do you have any idea how mean that is? She could've gotten seriously injured!"
"That's our point, dumbass." Hunter told him, rolling his eyes. Jeff gave Hunter a glare.
"What the hell is your problem? You don't just do that to a person! Asshole!" Jeff shouted, causing Hunter and Ric to get fired up.
"Listen, loser! Don't call Hunter an asshole!" Ric said, defending his buddy. Jeff stared at all three of them, as Randy began to look away and up at the gym's ceiling.
"I'm not only calling Hunter an asshole. I'm calling all three of you assholes. You deserve it. But, Skye doesn't deserve to be treated like that. She's my friend and she deserves to be treated with respect." That only caused Ric to jump on Jeff, and the two began to scrap. Hunter joined in, kicking Jeff Hardy a few times. Matt ran in and pulled Jeff away from Ric and Hunter.
"Jeff! Settle down!" Matt exclaimed, pushing Jeff towards the bleachers a tiny bit. Jeff walked back and sat beside Skye. He placed his arm around her and she leaned her head on his shoulder. Inside, Randy was green with envy. He just looked up at the ceiling again, as Ric and Hunter turned to leave. As they were walking out the doors, Hunter turned around to see Randy looking at the ceiling, and once every few seconds looking at Skye.
"Orton! Let's go!" Triple H called, as Randy snapped back into reality and saw that his two friends were waiting for him. He jogged over to the door and walked out with them.
Meanwhile, Trish, Lita and Matt had left out the other doors to go pick up Shannon. Jeff and Skye were alone. Jeff still had his arm around Skye, as for she was crying.
"Why do they have to be so mean?" She asked, so quiet that he could hardly hear it.
"Because they have nothing better to do. Don't worry, Skye. They're nothing but jerks to people like you and me." Jeff replied, stroking her hair.
"I don't understand though. I never do anything to them unless they do something to me first. They're always up in my face. I hate it. Nobody likes me." She stated, wiping the tears that were sliding down her cheek.
"I like you." He told her, as she looked up at him. "I love you." Jeff Hardy said, as Skye just looked at him, amazed. Caught up in the moment, Jeff leaned into Skye. Skye leaned into Jeff. And their lips touched. They kissed for awhile.
While they were kissing, they didn't hear the doors open. Randy had walked back in, because he forgot something on the bleachers. "I just came back to get my jack--..." He couldn't even finish his sentence because he was cut off by seeing Jeff Hardy and Skye Alexander kiss.
Author's Note2: OOOOOOOOH! Review to see what happens next!